The Yale Democrat (Yale, Okla.), Vol. 12, No. 74, Ed. 1 Monday, February 16, 1920 Page: 2 of 10
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THE YALE DEMOCRAT
☆ ☆☆☆☆☆
IMPOSTOR
By FRANK L. PACKARD
(Copyright.)
CHAPTER VIII—Continued.
—12—
"Do you think those devils out there
will let us out of this ullve? I)o you
think that hiding behind your skirts
will save me—or save you? There Is
food here—see, the table Is set—that
Is one reason why I chose the moment
that I did.
“They cannot starve us out. We are
armed now, Gungn and I, und we can
hold that door for longer than they
will care to wait, for a heavier price
than they will care to pay. They ure
not fools. They know that. And that
Is the one chunce for you—that they
will accept the terms I have to offer."
“And I am safer hero with a mur-
derer, with an Impostor who steals a
dead man’s name?” she asked evenly.
The red surged Into Wnllen’B face
and died away again, leaving It pale
and haggard. His eyes met hers and
held In a long gaze. They were hard
those fearless brown eyes, cruelly hard
enough; but, too, they seemed to hold
a strange clmllengo to him to refute
what she had said.
“Shall I answer you? Do you expect
an answer?” ho said steadily. “Then
the answer Is—no. You are safer here
only for a little while—only for
moment.”
She started back with a little cry
retreating to her cabin door.
“I did not mean to frighten you,”
said Wallen gently. “I menu that
there Is another danger quite apart
from any on bourd. You know what
Luynton und the others are after, und
you have been told by Gungn here
that, though you muy not choose to
believe it, they nre Inviting their own
destruction. In an hour, In twenty-
four, there will not be a man alive
nbourd this ship, and—”
A terrific smash upon the door cut
short his words, and, whirling around,
he jumped to Ounga’s side. The shock
of some heavy object, used obviously
ns a battering ram, hud loosened their
makeshift prop, the door had yielded
by perhaps an Inch, and Gunga now
was straining with might and main
to force It buck Into place.
Wallen flung his weight against the
door—not an Instant too soon. It
came again, the smash upon the door,
but with It a scream of pain above the
shouts and cries. Came another
scream—then again the scurrying of
feet In retreat—then silence. Gunga
had fired this time, but not at the floor.
“Sahib," said Gunga eulndy, “we
were In too great haste. See”—he
jammed the dismantled cabin door
more securely Into position, wedging It
against the Iron base of the chair with
a piece of wood that he wrenched from
the chair’s back—“It will not slip
again."
Wallen nodded, testing the barri-
cade. It was firm now, and would hold
as long as anything of the suloon door
Itself remained.
He looked around.
Helen MucKny hnd gone Into her
cabin—and the door wns shut. Pos-
Blbly half an hour passed, und they
wnlted—Gunga on one side n little out
of direct range from the door. And
then Wallen distinguished a mu tiled
sound of voices.
For a moment he could not place the
sound—and then he smiled mirthlessly.
Helen MacKay was talking through
the porthole of her stateroom to some-
one,out on the deck.
And then, abruptly, In a shout, came
Lnynton’s voice, apparently from the
top of the compunlonway:
"You below there I"
Wallen smiled grimly. He had been
waiting a long while for that.
"Well?" he answered Indifferently.
"Look here now I" Lnynton’s voice
became modulated and unctuously
smooth. “You ain’t doing yourself any
good by playing the fool this way. You
come on out of there, give us the In-
formation we want, and we’ll forget
about this, for all that two of my
chaps have got bullets through their
shoulders."
"What’s the ship’s position?” In-
quired Wallen coolly. »
There was a quick oath from Cnp-
taln Laynton. “I guess you know
blamed well 1" ho growled.
"We've Arru abeam, haven't we?"
persisted Wallen quietly.
"Yes."
"Well," said Wnllen slowly, "I’ll tell
you what you want to know—on one
condition."
"Ahu 1 So you do know, eh?
snarled Luynton. "I thought we’d get
It out of you before we were through.
You’re beginning to show some Bigns
of sense, my lud. What’s the condi-
tion?"
"It’s simple enough,” Wallen replied
shortly. “You’ll 6tand In close to Arru
opposite MacKuight’s station and let
Miss MucKny und Gungu here go
ashore."
"I, saldb—no!” Gungn had slipped
quickly to Walleu's side and wns
clutching at Wallen's sleeve. “I will
not go, sahib. If the suhib gives his
life for the Miss MacKay, shall the
shame come upon me that I let the
suhib die alone?"
"Quiet, Gungn I" Wnllen commanded
softly. “1 cannot hear what the cap-
tain says." Then rulslng his voice:
What did you say, captain?"
I said you mean you'd kind of
count on going along with them after
loading us up to the eyes with some
fake dope," Laynton flung buck sar-
castically. “Well, you cun forget It
You’ll never get away from tills ship
like that."
I don’t expect to get away,” said
Wallen simply. “They are to go.
When they are safe I’ll tell you every
thing you want to kuow. If whut I
tell you proves to bo a He—I am still
aboard."
"Well, Hint’s fntr,” admitted Lnyn-
ton. "I’ll take you up on that, and—
Ills w’ords were lost In a sudden fu
rlous altercation In which Wnllen
could distinguish Mott’s voice. Then
came a bellow from the captain:
“You close your Jaw 1 What’s the
girl compared to the other?"
Almost a smile wns on Wallen’s lips
—a smile that was curiously like a
prayer. It wns Ills Inst card, and he
hnd played It, and It wns the master
trump.
Gungn, In low, pnsslonnte words,
wns still pleading with him. Captain
Laynton shouted down the cornpunlon-
wny ngnln:
"I’ll take you up on that. We’ll
stnnd In now and I’ll send them ashore
In n boat."
“No,” continued Wnllen coldly;
"you’ll send n boat ashore and ask
MacKnlght to como out here In a proa.
There’s a slight difference. I said I
wanted to see them safe, not rowed
around the ship nnd put aboard again
on the other side."
“Well, have It your own way,"
laughed Laynton unpleasantly. “I’m
agreeable, and that goes. We'll—"
It seemed to come from the port
quarter—a muffled boom that rolled.
And
And
Made HIs Way Up the Companionway.
nnd reverhornted over the water,
then another, nnd still another,
then a wild shout from the deck.
Wnllen glanced quickly nbout him.
For the first time he - noticed that
Helen MucKny’s door wns slightly
opened, and now stood njnr. Gungn
rushed Into the stnterooni next to hers.
Came that dull, distant boom ngnln;
then a crash, a ripping, tearing, rend-
ing of wood nnd steel, nnd the Mon-
lelgh heeled to the shock.
Then Gungn called:
“Sahib, It Is too Intel 1 see the
flash of guns. Ho will como from be-
hind one of the Islands. It Is Ham Gu-
lab Singh."
The
Wallen
saloon to
unnatural
CHAPTER IX.
Man With One Finger.
walked quietly across tho
his own cnbtn. A strange,
calm seemed to have fallen
upon him with Gungn’s words. Too
late I
He could not In Justice reproach
himself. There hnd been only one
chance and ho hnd taken It—Mnc-
Knlght’s. Even If ho had doflod Lnyn-
ton nnd Ills sordid crew hours earlier,
the result would have been the same—
It would have brought neither the land
nor MacKutght's tho sooner.
It wns only that Ham Gulnb Singh
hnd come first.
lie took his reserve supply of am-
munition from Its hiding place, stowed
half tho boxes away In hts pocket, and
with the bnlnnco of ths cartridges In
his hand, returned to the saloon and
gave them to Gunga, motioning the
other to remove the barricade.
“What nre you going to do?” She
had come out from her stuteroom and
was standing now, a straight, resolute
little figure, with eyes that were very
wide as they fixed on him.
The electric bulb In the saloon
dimmed down and went out. The boom
of the heavy gun came across the wa-
ter again, and unconsciously for a
tense lnstnnt Wallen wulted, expectant
of the shock If the shell should find Its
mark. It missed.
"I’m going on deck,” he answered
quietly. "They’ll he too busy to notice
me, and besides it’s dark. Gunga will
stay here and replace the barricade
after I go out. We’ve got to know
what's going on, Miss MucKay. The
ship has been struck once, though not
vitally, I think; but down here Is no
pluce to be caught In If another shot
prove more successful. I will be back
presently."
Without giving her a chance to i--
ply he slipped through the door as
Gunga opened It and out Into the alley-
way. It was black, empty, deserted, as
he had expected.
He made Ills way up the companion-
way to the little lounging room and
halted in the port doorway, looking
out.
He could see nothing at first, it
wns very dark—not a light showed on
the Monlelgh. In that respect Layn-
ten, taught no doubt by his expert
ences In the discreditable and varied
trades he had boasted was the Mon-
lelgh’8 business, hnd been prompt to
meet emergencies.
And then gradually, discernible only
to u snilor's eye, like a dark blotch on
the water, Wallen made out unother
steumer almost abeam. An Instant
later, as though In grim Indorsement
of bis vision, from the blotch there
leuped a great red flame, came the
henvy, resonant roar of the gun’s re-
port, nnd overhead a shell whistled
ominously by.
About a mile Wallen now placed the
distance between the two vessels,
though as to the size of the other he
could form no estimate. But did It
matter?
She was well armed nt all events;
nnd It wns Ram Gulnb Singh, once a
government official, always a robber
and a murderer—the man who had
brought his mother to her death, his
father to Ills death, and now it was his
own turn I
But he knew neither excitement nor
dismay. He was only conscious of
something smoldering dully* wUtoln
him, and that was because Helen Mac-
Kay was here. He shook his head a
little. Helen MacKay, of course,
would never fall Into Ram Gulab
Singh’s hands—alive.
On the bridge he could hear Lnyn-
ton calling down the engine room tube,
frantically Imploring the engineer for
speed; nnd then Laynton’s voice was
drowned out by u din from forward by
the crew.
Wallen, hugging the shadows of the
deckhouses, moved forward .to a posi-
tion under the bridge.
Mott was talking excitedly overhead.
"Slie’s coming up hand over hand, 1
tell you. If that fellow Wallen’s story
is straight after all—nnd 1 guess there
ain’t much doubt of It now—we haven’t
n hope If that chap out there gets
aboard us, providing he don’t sink us
first. I say go full astern until we get
nwny off her, and then take to the
boats. We could give him the slip
In the dark If we don’t wait till he
gets too near to see what we’re about,
and—”
Another voice cut In, Larson’s, ns
hurrying from nft he ran up the star-
board ladder to the bridge.
"Help yourself, Mott," he Invited
sarcastically. "One boat's In splinters
nnd the other’s carried away; the deck
nft Is a wreck from that shell that
struck us.”
"Light that Morse lamp," ordered
Laynton nbruptly.
"Y’es, nnd give him our position,"
sneered Mott.
“He’s got It fast enough now,”
growled Laynton. “But we’ll give him
something else. You there, Larsen,
light It, d'ye hear? And Morse, tell him
that If It’s that swine that’s masquer-
ading ns Wnllen he wants, we’ll turn
him over and—my God I"—with a rip
nnd crash, staggering tho ship, a shot
tore the wireless house to matchwood.
"Quick I” yelled Laynton. "Tell him 1
Tell him. D’ye hear—tell him I He'll
have us nt the bottom In another five
minutes I"
A strange, awed silence held for an
lnstnnt following the shot; nnd now,
over Ills head, Wnllen could distinctly
licnr the clicking of the Morse set.
Ho strained Ills eyes seaward,
watching for an answering signal, and
after a moment It came—but not in
Morse, It wns the belching flare of
the gun agiilti, nnd ngnln the rend nnd
smash of the projectile as It tore Into
the Mnnleigh's hull.
Thero was no doubt nbout the range
now, nor tho tenor of Itnm Gulab
Sing's answer. It was ns Gungn had
snld—tho principle that dead men tell
no tales. Ham Gulnb Singh’s tnctlcs,
from Rain Gulnb Singh's standpoint,
wore faultless—that a ship might dis-
appear off tho fuce of tho earth and
bs never heard of again was one thing,
but that she or anyone on board her
should return to report that she had
been attacked In these waters, suspi-
ciously those of Ham Gulub Singh, was
quite auotherl
And then to Wallen came n space of
time that he could not estimate, each
moment recording some wild, unreal,
bewildering, kaleidoscopic chnuge In
the scene around him. Again that ter-
rific crash from a striking shell, and
then a scream, unearthly, not human,
from the very bowels of the ship—a
tremor of the vessel from stem to
stern, a groaning, screeching, wrench-
ing of mangled machinery, u tottering
thud as though the engines had col-
lapsed upon their bedplates, a cloud
of steam volleying skyward from the
engine room hatch, and there was no
more vibration—and the Monlelgh lay
a helpless thing, with only a sullen
movement now from the momentum of
a moment gone.
He drew back against the captain’s
room.
They were rushing down from the
bridge, Mott and Larsen, to hurl them-
selves down the forward ladders from
the boat deck to the flush foredeck be-
low, shouting a confusion of orders to
the crew us they ran.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
BIBLES THAT ARE PRICELESS
Four Copies of Sacred Book Regarded
as Treasures by Their For-
tunate Owners.
The largest Bible In existence Is In
the royal library nt Stockholm. The
covers are made of solid planks, four
Inches thick, nnd the pages measure a
yard In length. It is estimated that
100 asses’ skins must have been used
to furnish the 300 parchment leaves of
this colossal book. It Is considered
priceless.
A well-to-do New Yorker Is the
proud possessor of a manuscript Bible
written by his only son, a cripple. He
could only work about two hours a
day, so he took over two years to
complete his task. It does not contain
a single error or slip, for If error or
slip occurred the youth discarded the
whole page. The verses anu headings
are all in red Ink, and the whole is
beautifully written.
In a house In Grafton street, London,
there Is a shorthand Bible which was
written at least two centuries before
Pitman wns born. It was written by
an apprentice In the day of James n,
when to possess a “common" or
"garden” Bible was rather dangerous.
An American lady cherishes a Bible
probably ns old as the one written
In shorthand, which an ancestress
baked In a loaf of bread when a house-
to-house search wns being made for
strny copies of the scriptures. The sol-
diers came to search the house, but It
Is not a mntter of wonder that they
failed to find the book, which now,
looking pretty old, is the lady’s chief
treasure.
Comfort's Over a Volcano.
Up In the mountains, where snow
covers the ground more than half the
year and zero blasts whistle out of
the north, lies the town of Chaudes-
algues, and In this town there has not
been a heating stove or a furnace for
many years. Coal, firewood and gas
nre unknown and there are no chlm
neys In this town of 2,000.
No, Chnudesaigues is not In Utopia.
It Is in Auvergne, Frnnce, nnd the ex-
planation of Its emancipation from soot
nnd furnaces and ashes lies In the fact
that It Is built In what wns the crater
of a volcano, and from the ground be-
neath conies boiling water In great vol-
ume. Lectures Pour Tous, a Paris
magazine, tells how this water Is piped
through the streets nnd under houses
throughout the town without cost to
tho resident. Even In the coldest of
weather, and It gets very cold In
Chaudesalgues—well below zero—the
houses are kept nt a balmy tempera-
ture merely by raising n trap door In
the floor nnd letting out the heat from
the flowing waters, the magazine says.
Energy Released In Combuetion.
A piece of coal releases, during com-
bustion, enough energy to lift Itself
about 2,000 miles, or any from New
York to Panama, vertically upward
against constnnt sen level gravitation.
A piece of hydrogen, our most ener-
getic combustible, releases In combus-
tion an amount of energy capnhle of
lifting about four times ns far, or to a
vortical distance (against sen level
grnvitntlon) roughly equal to the dis-
tance from New York to Mnnlln.
But a piece of radium eninnntlon
yields without any combustion an
nrnount of energy In the process of Its
evolution that would lift It agnlnst sen
level grnvitntlon, not only to tho sun,
but to the orbit of the planet Neptune,
the outsldo fencepost of the solar sys-
tem, nnd which Is nbout thirty times
further from tho sun than tho earth Is.
Strange Animals.
At the foot of Mount Kownng, In
North Manchuria, thero live strange
nnhnnls called “fnru-nnnbnn-kna.”
They nre larger than ordinary npes
and dig spacious caverns on the rocky
sides of the hills. During the spring
and summer thoy store up sufficient
food for the winter.
Finish every day and be done
with It. You have done what you
could. Borne blunders and absurdi-
ties no doubt crept In; forget them
as soon as you can. Tomorrow ts
a new day; you shall begin it well
and serenely and with too high a
spirit to be cumbered with your
old nonsense.—Emerson.
SEASONABLE DISHES.
At this season of the year a salad
Is Just as acceptable as at any other
time of the year. The
following will be found
a little out of the ordi-
nary :
Italian Salad. — Cut
one carrot nnd one tur-
nip Into slices nnd let
cook In boiling broth or
soup until done. When
cold, add two cold, boiled
potatoes nnd one cooked
beet, cut In strips. Add
a tnblespoonfu! of chopped or scraped
onion pulp, nnd mix. Pour over the
following sauce and garnish with wa-
ter cress:
Lombards Sauce.—Cook one-fourth
cupful of flour In one-fourth cupful of
hot butter; add half a teaspoonful of
suit, one-fourth tenspoonful of paprika
and one cupful of jellied chicken broth;
stir until boiling hot. Set over boil-
ing water, nnd beat In one-fourth of a
cupful of butter, beaten to a cream
with two egg yolks nnd the julco of
half n lemon. As soon as the egg Is
cooked, beat In three-fourths of a cup-
ful of thick tomato sauce. When cold
and ready to use, add one teaspoonful
of parsley, chopped very fine.
Hot Apple Dessert.—Pare, quarter,
core nnd slice five or six apples. Put
these In a serving dish suitable for the
oven, In layers, with seeded raisins nnd
one cupful of sugar; cover and bake
until the apple Is tender. Remove the
cover and set marshmallows over the
top of the npples; return the dish to
the oven for the browning of the
marshmallows. Serve hot, with or
without cream.
Fresh Fish Salad.—Flake baked or
boiled fish while hot. For a pint of
fish, cut six olives very thin length-
wise; to them add a tablespoonful of
capers, a tenspoonful of onion pulp,
half a teaspoonful of salt, a table-
spoonful of lemon juice and bwo table-
spoonfuls of olive oil. Mix, then poui
over the fish; mix with two forks, tc
avoid crushing; let stand In a cool
place until ready to serve. Serve on
lettuce leaves with mayonnaise In a
bowl. Garnish with pickled beets.
The common things of life are all
so dear;
The moon's soft rays that through
the leaves do shine.
The morning's sun on glistening
waves so clear,
The clouds of gorgeous hue are
mine and thine.
—Edith Louise Farrell.
ECONOMIES IN THE HOME.
It hardly seems necessnry to men-
tion that flour sacks of the large size
may be bleached nnd
used for various things.
Open Hie senn,s nnd hem
J| nnd you have fine dish
ffAW\ltL towels. The smnll-slzed
tJJlf L? sugar sacks may be used
to hold lettuce after It
has been wushed nnd Is
ready for the table. Put
Into the sack, It may lay
on the Ice. Small salt sacks are fins
for holding herbs nnd dried seeds, fot
use In various ways.
Tea grounds make a fine brlghtener
of carpets. Use them dampened with
water, nnd sweep lightly with u broom.
Old underwear makes fine wash
cloths, nnd stockings of any kind or
color, cut In strips nnd fitted Into a
mop, will answer, when treated with
8 good oil, as a dust mop.
When nuts nre dry nnd tasteless,
breaking Into bits when cracked, soak
them for an hour or two In hot water
before cracking. They will be Ilk*
fresh nuts.
When a broom Is worn on one side,
dip It In hot suds on wash day, nnd
while soft nnd wet cut with a sharp
hatchet or scissors.
Stretching the meat flavor Is a great
economy. When preparing hamburg-
er, ndd n cupful of cooked ontineal,
seasonings, nnd either cook It in a flat
cake or Rmnll enkes. The cereal will
not bo noticed, nnd tho dish will be
fully as satisfying. Any cercnl, such
ns rice or other cooked brenkfnst foods,
may he used equnll.v ns well.
Take the strips from the ends nnd
sides of tnhle linen which Is bndly
worn, nnd make Into napkins. One
mny have six or eight good-looking
napkins which nre well worth the trou-
ble of hemming. The host of tho cloth
left mny bo hemmed for various uses,
nnd oven tho ragged portions mny be
quilted, by n few stitches on tho ma-
chine, for dishcloths.
'j'ttblx*. tlfiL
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