COPYRIGHT IN THE U. 8. CHAPTER XII—Continued oe Bm “That would be useless,” she sald more coldly. He knew she was re- eved to see Mary coming toward her. He sighed. So there must be a little more sailing under the skull and cross- bones. . . * ® * . . As the yacht neared its destination Hamner became less certain of his fu- ture. His efforts to stir Todd and Bob Unwin into active insubordina- tion had not come to fruitage. His aim was to awaken a certain proper pride in the breast of the late Cap- tain Hallett's nephew. Was he, an officer, to allow the vessel he should zontrol by right, to be taken into New York by a murderous villian like An- drew Orme? “They'll say,” said Hamner, with resigned sadness, “that you was afraid of him; they won't believe it was caution. I'll say he was bigger and stronger and you was wise to wait. What's it matter if they do laugh at you a bit, sir?” “Shut up,” Crosby Todd said an- grily. He resented these implications sf cowardice. It happened that he was courageous and had long felt his Inaction was unmanly. And it seemed that Bob, who had a spell off duty, expected him to betray more leader- Hike qualities. “What do you think we ought to go?” Bob asked. Hamner sprang instantly into ac- tion. “Seize him,” he said; “there's three to one and he don’t suspect a thing. Tie him up, the swine, and then wire- less for help. That'll put us in good. It’s my belief,” the tempter went on, “that him and Metzger plan to get away. What's to stop them going overboard just after we get through the Bridge and escaping or lowering a boat in the dark?” “We mustn't let him get away from the police,” Todd said, wavering, “and yet it seems hardly playing the game to get him now?” “If you're afraid, just say so.” Ham- ner's manner was less polite. “But don't expect me to want to give a bloody murderer fair play same as I'd give you” A happy thought struck him. “If the judge says to you, ‘Why didn’t you do what Albert Hamner said? what'll you answer? I'll have to tell him everything.” ® . . » ® ° A At the wheel Bettington was fight- Ing against the desire to sleep. Never had he gone so long with so little rest. There was a great deal of ship- ping and he had not much confidence In Todd's seamanship. The dawn was breaking chill and gray when he passed Fort Hancock. It was there that the three flung them- Selves upon him. There was little opportunity to struggle. Hamner brought down a belaying pin on his head with enough force to render him snconscious. He was awakened by the harsh spitting of the wireless. He realized that the Albatross was an- thored. He was lying on the floor of the wheelhouse. He was bound and gagged as neatly as ever Metzger and Pereira had been. The pain in his side was now very severe. And with It all was a racking headache. Mrs. Radway came on deck at about eight olclock. She thought that Cros- by Todd and Bob looked at her with a certain degree of embarrassment. And Hamner, the {ll-omened, was with them. “The New York Yacht club Is send- Ing out some one to take us in,” Todd told her. “They ought to be here any minute now.” “I thought the doctor capable of that,” she said, frowning, “He's capable of anything,” Ham- per cried. “Yom don't know what we've done for you, ma'am.” “What does the man mean?” asked of Todd. “I had to seize the ship,” he said. There was no question of evading what he had done or declining re- sponsibility, “We found that Orme had planned to escape and we are holding him for the police. You re- member he wouldn% let me use the wireless? That was because he didn't want to be caught. It's easier for a erook to escape in New York than it would be in Limon.” “Where is the doctor?” way asked. She followed them to the bridge. The attack had been made in the dawn, and Todd had no idea that Hamner’s blow had been so severe or that so much blood had flowed from the wound. He tried to prevent Mrs. Radway from seeing the man. She knelt down at his side and removed the gag. “Are you very much hurt?” she asked, Her heart was beating wildly. After all, they had betrayed him. There were tears in his eyes. She could see that he did not dissociate her from those who had made the as- sault. “They carried out your orders most successfully,” he said, and turned his aching head away. The shrill sound of a siren stirred Todd to action. “It’s the Yacht club launch,” he cried. she Mrs. Rad- by WYNDHAM MARTYN Mrs. Radway bent over Bettington again. None else was near, “I suppose you can never, never be- lieve it,” she whispered, “but I had no hand in this. I shall always feel ashamed when I think of it.” When he made no answer she went out on deck. Perhaps what had hap- pened was fated, that hour to which he had been drawing near for a life- time. Mary Unwin had seized her arm ex- citedly. How like youth, she thought, to forget its recent perils and present a serene front to the world. “Look,” Mary cried. “There's Dad.” Evelyn Radway looked down at the launch and saw that there were men in police uniform, too. Then she rec- ognized the senior partner of the great firm which transacted her business. There was nothing she could do now for the injured man than commend him to Mr. Bigelow's care. It seemed an interminable time be- fore the police questions were an- swered and she was on the Yacht club launch with the Albatross lying astern. She had been glad to accept the opportunity to leave the yacht on the much faster launch. CHAPTER XIII Mr. Unwin Speaks His Mind The Unwins were speedily to find what wealth and the desire to help them could do. Within twelve hours of meeting Evelyn Radway, their small flat had been abandoned and they were occupying six beautifully appointed rooms in a mansion, whose grounds ran down to the Hudson. It was Unwin’s mission to go to the Albatross and bring back a list of things Mrs. Radway wanted. On the night of his first visit to the yacht, he returned in a mood of horrified ex- citement. “Do you remember a man named Hamner?” he asked. “I shall never be able to forget him,” his hostess answered. “Why?” “A sailor they called Red Mike must have had some grudge against Ham- ner who, from all accounts, seemed a quiet, civil-spoken man. Mike got at him and jumped overboard with the poor fellow in his arms. The stream was running fast and they couldn't save them.” “Horrible,” she exclaimed. “There must have been a curse on the ship. Death upon death.” “And there's another likely,” Unwin went on, “the prize crook of them all, Dr. Andrew Orme. There's not much chance for him, Perhaps it's the bet- ter way. I should like to have seen him. The police think he was the brains of the whole thing, even the man you called Clements seems to “What's It Matter if They Do Laugh at You a Bit, Sir?” have been less dangerous. They have Orme’s record complete and hope to be able to fill in the details of the years they lost sight of him.” Unwin talked on, asking innumer- able questions and getting ready re- plies from all but Mrs. Radway. . . - . » . . Less than forty miles distant there were grouped around the bedside of a man who was not expected to live, an inspector from headquarters, a po- lice surgeon and an official stenog- rapher. “Now, Andy,” the inspector begged, “be reasonable. Why go to your Maker with a lie on your conscience?” The suspect held out his hands. The inspector did not know what he meant. “Finger faintly ; yet.” The inspector did not like to tell him he was rushed to the bedside in order to take his dying depositions. A dead man’s hands were just as good evidence as those through which the blood coursed. “I thought you told me he was all in,” the inspector said to the surgeon. prints,” said Bettington “you haven't verified them WNU Service “You sald you'd give him half an hour at the most.” “He's one of those obstinate cusses,” said the surgeon. There was a certain admiration in his voice; he could not forget that here was a member of his own profession who had attained world-wide fame ere crime enmeshed him. “He's got the will to live,” the surgeon added. “Why not humor him? He's crazy to be finger printed.” The inspector came to the bedside. It was not often he could grant a last favor so easily. “All right, Andy,” he grinned. do 1t.” An hour later the surgeon was wanted on the telephone. “That bird ain't Andy Orme,” said the Inspector with a note of grievance in his voice. “His prints are abso- lutely new ones to us.” The surgeon found the unknown awake and in pain. The surgeon’s look was not as friendly as it had been, He had been mistaking a per- son of probably no importance with the discoverer of the celebrated Orme method of cerebral surgery, “You're not Andrew Orme,” he as- serted. There was {irritation in his manner; he felt he had been fooled and the sensation was not pleasing. “I keep on saying so,” Bettington remarked, smiling grimly. “Now can I be allowed to sleep in peace?” * * * * . * * Mrs. Radway discovered in Unwin, a man whom she could trust because he was honest and devoted to her interests. A very great deal of busi- ness devolved upon him. For the first time in his working life he was happy. The Massachusetts Institute of Tech- nology was to receive Bob, and Mary was to graduate from Smith before she married. Crosby had yet to win his way. Usually the Unwins took their meals in their own suite, but very often they were invited to dine with Mrs. Rad- way. The three of them—Mrs, Unwin was still unable to move—were invited to a dinner party, given by Evelyn Rad- way, when she learned that Todd was to leave for an appointment in Chi- cago, exactly one week after landing from the Albatross. At seven, Mary heard her father’s voice on the telephone. He said he should not be able to get to Peekskill until nine, “Your voice sounds cross, Daddy,” she said. “Are you angry with any- one?” “Angry is too mild a term,” he said, and hung up. Usually he called her by some pet name, but he was abrupt, different and incomprehensible. When he came they were sitting around a wood fire in the large hall around which the house was built. Unwin was one of those kindly men given to effusive greetings when he knew his people. Tonight he bowed to them all coldly. Not even to Mrs. Radway did he unbend. “Daddy,” said Mary, plaintively, “you haven't spoken to poor Crosby yet. He's hurt.” “I have no doubt,” sald Unwin dis- tinctly, “that a young man of his re- sourcefulness and intrepidity will re- cover from the shock.” Crosby Todd flushed. He had been told that his future father-in-law was of a kindly and affectionate disposi- tion. Assuredly, the smileless, middle- aged gray gentleman on the rug be- fore the fire was not running true to form. “I'm afraid you have had a tiring day,” Mrs. Radway remarked. “One of the most miserable I have ever spent,” he answered. “It is diffi- cult to know just how to tell you about it,” Mary came to his side and slipped her arm through his. Very rarely had she seen her father in such a mood as this. Had he, she wondered, taken some dislike to Crosby? His tone seemed evidence of it. Essentially she was a peacemaker, “Don’t tell us now,” she begged. In the morning this black mood would have passed. Floyd Unwin took no notice of his daughter. He stood there meditating. The girl might not have existed. “Very difficult,” he repeated. “I suppose I had better commence by proclaiming my own inefficiencies. I have been an economic failure, Mrs. Radway. 1 have worked hard and there is nothing to show for it. A month or so ago I went to an old friend and asked financial aid from him, It was for my children’s educa- tion I needed it. He refused me, I learned then something of the scorn success has for such as L” “Don’t Daddy,” Mary begged. She saw that for some reason, unguessed by her, he was bent on crucifying himself publicly. “Another man,” he went on, unheed- ing, “a friend of equal standing in point of years, offered aid. It was not in his power to give it immediately. He set out to earn by his unquestioned skill the few thousand dollars I needed. It was for Bob and Mary he took this burden upon him. I remem- ber that he said he would try and be a fairy godfather to them. Well, he failed.” “11 Unwin fell into another fit of silent musing. THE PATTON COURIER When he spoke agein it was of another subject, “I have just come from the bedside of a man who is dy- ing.” He looked toward Crosby Todd, sourly, “The man you and my son at- tacked, wounded and left for the police to drag to the Tombs. I com- wend your caution, Mr, Todd.” Evelyn Radway was glad that the dancing shadows from the open fire concealed her face, “I don't understand you, Mr. win,” Crosby Todd stammered. “Daddy, they had to do what they did,” Mary told him earnestly. “You waited,” Unwin resumed, look- ing implacably at Todd, “until he was worn out from the sleeplessness he endured for you, You and my son took him at a moment when he was physically exhausted. You attacked him when he was suffering from three ribs broken in the fight with the man he killed. You inflicted such violence that the splintered ends of these frac- tured ribs penetrated the pleural sacs.” “We didn’t know that,” Bob cried, “We hadn't any idea he was hurt; he never let me know.” “You must be fair to them, Daddy,” the girl insisted. “I feel just as bitterly toward you and Mrs. Radway,” he said. “You lent yourself to the betrayal. Isn't there anything that looks from the soul of an honest man to tell women, with their finer intuitional senses, that he is to be trusted?” Evelyn Radway's voice had tears in it. “How could we know? she wailed. “Madam,” Unwin said coldly, “he told you. Many times he tried to con- vince you. but you would not listen, After that, I suppose, he was too proud. He told you all his real name, Can you deny that he claimed to be Howard Bettington?” “But you went to Bettington's funeral just before we sailed,” Bob reminded him, “You identified him.” “I do not want to spare myself,” his father answered. “I identified the body of a man, whose face was dis- figured, as Howard Bettington, be- cause he wore Bettington’s clothes, was living in Bettington's studio and had papers of Bettington’s in hig pockets. But I did not fail him as you did.” “What man was it whom you identi- fled?” Evelyn Radway demanded, with a passionate eagerness. “A name well known to you,” he re- turned. “One Andrew Orme, forger and double murderer. This has been established by the finger prints.” “How did Mr. Bettington get aboard the Albatross?” Mrs. Radway still spoke from the enwrapping shadows, “I told you that one of my friends offered help. That was Bettington. Although his reputation was wide he had not needed to sell his pictures, as many do, to live. For the sake of my children he determined to fill com- missions long ago given him. He went off on his trip eagerly, like a boy seeking adventure. My G—d! What an adventure! In that great August storm which did such damage he was nearly drowned and took refuge in the hut of a fisherman who called him- self Jonathan Gibbs. In reality he was Orme, who had lived there many years, having no friends and passing a solitary existence. When Betting- ton, in Orme’s clothes, was forcibly taken aboard the yacht, Orme took Bettington’s clothes and money and went to New York and met his death there, as you know.” Unwin sighed heavily. “A double tragedy.” He related, as well as he could, the manner of Bettington’s abduction. When it was clear he had nothing more to tell, Mrs, Radway arose and asked him to follow her into the library. “You must take me to him,” she said. For the first time he saw that she had been crying, Dully, he won- dered why. “I don’t think it necessary,” he told her. “He sent messages by me to you all, For some reason or another, he persists in thinking you were justi- fied for what you did. I confess I do not understand why. It seems quixotic in the extreme.” “Mr. Unwin,” she said, “I am going to see him. If you don’t care to come, please give me the address.” “T'll take you,” he said wearily. “I must speak with my wife for a few minutes first.” He joined Mrs. Radway in a quarter of an hour. She was waiting for him impatiently, but they were already on Un- the ‘steep hin ‘lending inte Croton be fore she spoke, “You were right to feel bitterly toward me,” she confessed. “I have always held that love should cast out all doubt, and yet, when tre trial came, I was found wanting. I loved him and yet allowed all these seem- ingly inexplicable things which eon- fused us, mixed identities and small Jealousies, to blind me and build a wall of distrust which hid him from me. And now fit is too late.” Unwin patted her hana with a ges- ture that was at once clumsy and af- fectionate, His anger had died down. Her grief moved him. He began to regret his bitterness. “My dear,” he said simply. “God is good and understands- and for- gives. We do not yet know that it is too late.” That surgeon met them who had been disappointed in finding hig pa- tient was not the celebrated Anirew “You Attacked Him When He Was Suf- fering From Three Ribs Broken in the Fight With the Man He Killed.” Orme, He gazed with marked inter- est at the beautiful woman he knew to be the many-millioned widow of Elgar Radway. “May I see him?” she begged. “These are not visiting hours,” he reminded his visitors, “but ¥ might stretch a point if it's Important.” “It is the most important thing in my whole life,” she said simply. She stood for a few moments framed in the doorway of that bare and pallid room which had been the place of innumerable sorrows. In this sordid setting she seemed to the man on the cot ethereally beautiful, slen- der as the stem of a lily and Slled with a divine compassion. In vain he tried to make some motion of wel- come, but his body was immobile In plaster casts and his hands seemed too weak to respond to his will. His voice forsook him. He could only stare at her in wonder. Then she came to the bedside and knelt down and took the strengthless hands and held them to her lips. “Why have you come?’ he asked, and dreaded to hear the answer. He dared not allow himself to feel the certainty of the happiness which had come to him at sight of her. It was when she locked at him tRAat he knew there would be no misundsr- standing between them while life re- mained. “I came to say good-by and ask you to forgive me if you could. But I see now there is going to be no good-by and you have forgiven me.” The bitterness of the "waste years had gone from her. Over the man on the cot was stealing a new strength and peace. He experienced a sense of protection; he was assured of the return to health and the reality of happiness. In the outer room the surgeon was discussing his creed with Floyd Un- win. “When I told him who was waiting, I could see new life coming back. 1 claim to be a free-thinking materi- alist, but every now and then a miracle like this happens. . . . 1 suppose one might say that love is the supreme miracle. But all the same,” said the surgeon, “it upsets my calculations.” [THE END.] defesfefedefedodfoedodedefedeofodefots edefofedededofofedodoiudotofododdedototeolodoodofolodof dood World’s Oldest Library Discovered in Syria What Is supposed to be the most ancient library in the world, consist ing of documents written in the first alphabetic signs known to savants, was discovered in Syria by a French archeological expedition. Eighteen large and small thblets, engraved with letters that are neither hieroglyphics nor Assyrian cuneiform characters, but evidently parts of the first alpha- bet made of 26 and 27 signs, ‘were found by a young Alsatian archeologist on the Syrian coast of the Mediter- ranean, at a place called Ras-Shamra, near Iatakieh (Ladikiya). The expe- dition, had discovered there a necrop- { olis, the 4,000-year-old ruins of a Phoenician palace and town, and numerous ancient vases, Jars and statutes of great archeological and historical value, The opinion was put forward by the Academie that these ruins represented traces of an Aegian colony that existed on the Phoenician coast 2,000 years before the present era, and whose civilization was of the Mycenian period. Salomon Reinach, the fap ous French historian, who was presen! when the report was pre- — a session of land confers no right to kill or snare game found thereon, fs not uncommon in England to pro of ground game. ed for general circulation since 188. Since that date some have been issued as memorial coins, the last being the Grant memorial rmallest current gold coin is the $2.50 sented, declared that the discovery ; gold piece. was a4 most extraordinary one, and that it would be of the greatest fm- portance for the study of ancient his. tory. English Game Protection In English law the term “ground game” applies to hares and rabbits, which are subject to extinction by the occupants of lands to protect their crops from injury and loss. This re moves these animals from the protec: tion which, in the interest of the sporting classes, the English law throws about wild animals which are hunted for sport. 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