The Hollis Tribune (Hollis, Okla.), Vol. 2, No. 13, Ed. 1 Friday, November 10, 1911 Page: 3 of 8
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SYNOPSIS.
The story opens with n scream from
Dorothy March in the oppra box of Mrs.
Mlssloner a wealthy willow. It 'J'.®
caaloned when Mrs. Miss loners "Glover
breaks scattering the diamonds nil o\er
tK nwr'curtta Orl-wold and Broxton
Sands, society men In love with Mrs. Mis
■loner, gather up the gem*
■teps on what Is supposed to be the ceie
bra ted Maharanee und c rus lies It. A Hln
doo declares It was not the e" ",ne A"
•xpert later pronounces all the stones
.uQltutes for the original One of the
mlstlns diamonds Is found In the room
of Elinor Holcomb. confidential compan-
ion of Mrs. Mlssloner. She Is arresuu.
notwithstanding Mrs. Miasloner'sbellef
In her Innocence. Meantime, In an_ UP
town mansion, two Hindoos who are tn
America to recover the R'-.haranee dis-
cuss the arrest. Detect* «s Brltz takes
up the case. He asks the c0-f!per®*'°". °£
Dr Fltch> Elinor's fiance. In running
down the real criminal. Brits learn" thai
duplicates of Mrs Mlssloner s diamonds
were made In Paris on the order of
Elinor Holcomb. While walking Britts Is
■eized. bound and gauged by Hindoos. He
to Imprisoned in a deserted house, but
makes his escape. Brltz discovers an.in-
sane diamond expert whom he believes
was employed by cither Sands of Orla-
wold to make counterfeits of the Mlsslon-
er gems. Grlswold intimates that Sands
Is on the verge of failure. Two Hindoos
burglarize the home of Sands and are
captured by Brltz. On one of them he
finds a note signed by Mllllcent and ad-
dressed to "Curtis." Brltz locates a wo-
man named Mllllcent iVlaroche to whom
Grlswold has been paying marked atten-
tions. The Swaml attends a ball at Mrs.
Mlssloner's home, but learns noth ng fur-
ther about the diamonds. Brltz disguised
as a thief, visits the apartment of Mllll-
cent. He finds a box that once con-
tained the missing diamonds, but It Is
•mpty.
CHAPTER XXII.—(Continued.)
"To head off the Hindoos," cried
Brit*. "I/ef8 get a cab." But the
last taxlcab on the Renaissance stand
had been chartered an hour before
by a swarthy man who seemed to be
In great haste. That much Brltz
learned from the Inspector In charge
of the stand. Brltz and Fitch round-
ed the corner of the hotel. Close to
the curb stood a private coupe. The
coachman doubtless on a long wait,
was nodding sleepily. Brltz Jerked
open a door of the carriage.
"Jump in, quick!" ho cried, and
Fitch, who long ago had learned to
carry out Brltz' suggestions without
stopping to ask questions, sprang into
the cab. Brltz slammed the door with
a violence that awoke the coachman.
Before the driver could utter a word
of protest the athletic detective
reached the box beslde^lm in a single
leap, pushed him off with a shove
that landed the amazed Jehu on his
hands and knees on the sidewalk,
seized the reins, snatched the whip,
and put the horse to a gallop. As he
sped away, ho hastily changed the
whip to the hand that held the rib-
bons, and. whipping from his pocket
a card that read, "Detective-Lieuten-
ant Brltz, Police Headquarters," he
flung It at the prostrate coachman
with the words: "Call there tomor-
row for your rig."
Then, with the horse straining at
the traces in indignant surprise, Brltz
drove at breakneck speed down the
avenue, turning sharply at the first
convenient corner and heading east
toward the mysterious brown-stone
dwelling wherein he had held his In-
teresting Interview in regard to the
ways of the Orient with the Eastern
«age.
The galloping horse and the sway-
ing carriage shook the echoes of the
silent streets, and at several avenue
his little pocket lamp answered him
again. The two men, the detective
slightly in advance, walked quickly
along the hall to the door at the rear,
where Brltz parted the portieres and
looked into the big room in which he
bad interviewed the Eastern scholar.
Its appearance was much the same as
it had been on his preceding visit,
save that as his practiced eye dwelt
more persistently upon it, he noted
the disappearance of many small arti-
cles, particularly a porphyry Buddha
that had sat within a little shrine
upon U wall. The apartmtnt had the
seeming of having been subjected to
a surface stripping by persons about to
leave it In a hurry. Few of the sol-
emn books that had been scattered
about the room remained. Among the
Oriental objects still in the room was
the nargbileh from which the sage
was fond of drawing a smoker's con-
solation.
"Gone, eh?" said Fitch, in an un-
dertone.
Britz nodded.
"Think we had better look up-
stairs?" asked the doctor.
With another swift nod the detec-
tive turned on his heel and led the
way from floor to floor until they
reached the top of the house. They
glanced Into every room and explored
the larger apartments thoroughly. All
were empty. Here and there they
found evidences of hasty packing. In
various rooms were queer JumTiles of
the East and West—linen collars with
single hairline stripes of delicate tints
lay beside Oriental scraps of mani-
fest fineness. On one rack hung a
Decbj^hat, on another a turban like
that worn by the Swaml, and like the
kerchief Britz had found on the fire
escape of the Hotel Renaissance. One
of the most interesting finds was a
scimitar with a jeweled hilt and a
blade of wonderful keenness. Brltz
drew it from its scabbard and was
about to feel the edge when Fitch
stopped him with a swift gesture.
'Don't touch it, lieutenant," said the
doctor. "One never knows what
criminal tricks these beggars play
with their weapons."
As the detective looked at him In-
quiringly, he added:
"A sword or dagger is as likely to
be poisoned as not. In fact, they pre-
fer poisons to straight fighting."
Convinced there was no one In the
upper part of the house, the two men
descended to the main floor and re-
entered the reception room at the
rear.
"This was their den," said Brltz ex-
planatory, as he began a closer search
of the room. "We may find a trace of
them in some of their papers. It's
worth a few minutes to make a hunt.
Get busv. doc!" And the detective
rummaged through drawer after draw-
er, Fitch following his example. They
found many unusual articles, but
nothing that gave an inkling of the di-
rection of the Hindoos' flight—for it
was certain the Orientals had depart-
ed hastily, having gained their object
in getting possession of the Missloner
necklace. Brltz had no smallest doubt
the Easterners had anticipated him
In the burglary of Mrs.. Delaroche's
apartments. He did not believe any
of the low-caste Hindoos would have
0
Detective Coolly
"Hurt Much?" Asked
more startling happens to distract Its
attention
silent streets, and at several avenue or ^ (nto the
crossings traffic policemen started to , been ^llf" gQ near the top of the
halt the Central Office man. But in worn . j the gemg had
each Instance the detective shouted, building. Taj P Mimcent>3 pll,ow
"I'm Britz, of Headquarters! and I swami or the Prince
that averted interruption as he dashed by e'ther* cunning
handed the ribbons to a patrolman
who chanced to be at that end of the
beat, and. followed closely by Fitch,
he ran up the steps and pushed the
button of the elecric bell. Inside the
house, the burr-rr of the little gong
sounded piercingly. Britz and Fitch
listened Impatiently at the outer door
of the vestibule for responsive steps,
but rone came. Then the detective
recalled the thickness of the rugs anil
carpets in the house, and did not at
once conclude no one was within.
Until he had rung the bell several
times in vain he did not accept the
fact that tho house either was unten-
anted, or was occupied by persons
who did not see fit to answer. A word
to the bluecoat on the sidewalk, ac-
companied by a flash of a shield on
the detective's waistcoat, had told
him the visit was a matter of police
business. Then Britz ran down the
steps and tried the basement door.
The detective was equally unsuccess
or me ~ .
only the jewels and leave the casket
under tho pillow, so that Mrs. Dela-
roche should not miss the stones un-
til the last moment possible. They
must have picked the lock.
Brltz had ended his exploration of
the last table drawer, and was turning
to a lacquered desk, when Fitch, with
a cry of unmistakable alarm, gripped
his wrist and dragged hint toward the
divan, and with a bound stood upon
Us yielding surface. -
"Jump up, quick!" said the doctor,
plucking at the detective's arm as be
poke.
Britz had experienced too many
emergencies in his career lo waste
time in qunestions. When anyone of
whose friendliness lie fe!t sure told
him to jump. run. or duck, obedience
to the command was his first instinct
—time enough for explanation after-
ward. He leaped to the springy sofa
beside the physlpian, and turned to
find the doctor's arm stretched tense-
He ran up the steps again and once
more pushed the button of the elec-
tric call. No answer come. Orltz
turned the handle of the door. To his
astonishment. It turned- freely, and
at a gentle push the door swung in-
ward. The Inner door of the vestibule
was ajar. Britz and Fitch entered
cautiously. Their feet fell silently on
the heavy Oriental rug They found
themselves in complete darkness.
The giimmer from the-street lamp did
not penetrate more than a foot or two
beyond the inner door. Britz whisked
out his electric torch and turned its
miniature headlight on the passage
and on the area leading to the upper
part of the house.
-Hello!" he called. "is anybody
IU 1 IMJIllirn ~ - •
across the space between the divan
and door. Even as the two looked at
it. the motion of the creature ceased
and two beady eyes were turned in
their direction. Fitch dragged the
detective to the other end of the sofa
at.d began climbing to the top of a
tall chiffonier that stood against the
v.all. Britz rrertpd no further word
i from his .
haste was sufficient indication that
they were In grave : erll, and though
the tall chest of drawers made s'ip-
pery climbing, he was beside the doc-
tor with marvelous quickness. When
loth were safely on the top of the
chiffonier. Fitch lowered a foot and
kerchief, wj>ich, crisp one Instant, was
limp the next
"Pretty close call," he said, when
speech was restored to him.
"What Is It?" asked Britz.
"What Is it?" exclaimed the doctor.
"Well, only the most dangerous thing
Infinite wisdom has seen fit to^place
in that wonderland of the East.
"Snake?" asked the detective.
"Snake!" cried Fitch. "That's not
the word, man. It is the most poison-
ous serpent known to scientists—the
terrible cobra dl capello, of Hlndo-
stan. A single touch of its fangs is
the beginning of the end—the way to
a swift finish."
Hurt much?" asked the detective,
coolly. M1 ... ,
"It Is said to be the most frightful
torture man can experience—death by
a cobra's poison. Science has not yet
found an antidote. If a rattler bites
you, you may save your life with
whisky If you get it soon enough.
When a cobra sets his teeth in you,
you don't have time to drink the whis-
ky, even if the glass is at your lips,
and nobody knows whether it would do
any good if you had time to drink it."
A long low whistle was the detec-
tive's only'expression of his apprecia-
tion of their predicament. His study
of Oriental lore did not acquaint him
with the characteristics of the cobra
But the doctor was a scientist, and
Britz was willing to take the informa-
tion on trust. It was a situation in
which he felt he could afford to dis-
pense with experimental knowledge.
The thick, beautifully rounded snake,
rtshen in color and sinuous of move-
ment, apparently was not alarmed by
the scramble of the doctor and the de-
tective to the top of the chiffonier, nor
even by the swing of the divan under
the vigorous push of Fitch's foot. It
lowered the head It had lifted a few
Inches from the floor, and continued
its passage across the room; but a
short, dry laugh from the sleuth evi-
dently angered it more than any louder
noises. It stopped midway of the
room, turning its head once more to-
ward the men on their narrow perch.
An Involuntary shiver ran through
Fitch, and even Britz felt a little un-
comfortable under the serpent's glit-
tering gaze. The creature colled Itself
in the center of the floor, its head lift-
ed, and those beady eyes twinkling
furiously. Then began a motion of the
head like that of a waterspout to a
point at least knee-high of a tall man.
The head bent forward slightly, and
the neck on both sides distended slow-
ly until the loose flesh formed a sort of
hood behind and slightly above both
sides of the narrow, wicked forehead
of the serpent.
"Look!" cried Fitch. "That Is the
unmistakable sign of a cobra, the dead-
ly hooded snake of India. It is like no
"Rather looks as If we were trap-
ped," Britz said.
"Somewhat," rejoined Fitch. "We're
here to stay unless that reptile goes."
"Can we kill It, do you think?" asked
the detective.
"We might if we had a machine gun
-have you got a pistol?"
"I brought one Into the room," an-
swered Britz, feeling in his pockets,
"but I laid it on that table when I was
going through those drawers. Pretty
careless, eh?"
Fitch nodded. He was racking his
wits for some means of escape which
meant, so far as he could see, a meth-
od of killing the snake. It seemed use-
less to expect help from outside the
house. The door between the hall and
the room In which they were was
closed, and before it hung portieres
heavy enough to muffle their loudest
shouts. Their only probable chance of (
relief lay In the hope that the blue-
coat would become sufficiently anxious
at their failure to return and would
enter the house in quest of them.
Even in that rather remote contin-
gency, however, It was far from cer-
tain they could warn him before the
cobra could glide across the room and
strike aim to death. No. they were
thrown utterly upon their own re-
sources. Brltz agreed with the doctor
on that point, as in low tones, so that
they might not further Inflame the ser-
pent, they discussed their situation.
"Guess there's nothing accidental
about this little sunshine being in the
room." said Brltz musingly. "Those
Oriental strong-armers probably fig
ured it out that one or both of ui
would come here, and so they arranged
this pleasing little surprise party.
"That's what It looks like," assented
Fitch.
"Unless," Brltz continued, "we can
get that gun—"
'And use It effectively," put In Fltcn.
"I'm something of a shot," the detec-
tive ventured, meditatively. "Maybe
I could hit it, and maybe I could get
that gun."
His eyes, ranging the room In the
Immediate neighborhood of the chif-
fonier. had alighted upon tho water
pipe. The long, flexlblo rubber stem
of the narghlleh was stretched across
the table and the mouthpiece hung
over the back of a chair wiihin a few
feet of the top of the chiffonier.
"I'll try It," said the detective decis-
ively. "Give a hand here, doc!"
Fitch hooked one arm about the or
namental knob at tho back of the cblf
fonier, and with his free hand gripped
the detective's left wrist. Brltz, his
left hand clutching the doctor's sleeve,
the toe of his left boot thrust between
the chiffonier and the wall, leaned far
out In an attempt to reach the tube
of the water pipe. He withdrew his
arm quickly, however, and gave a little
nervous cough as the drab death that
lay colled In the middle of the floor
straightened Its sinister length and
glided swiftly across the room, then
colled itself once more directly under
the spot where the detective's stretch-
ing fingers had been. Once more the
head arose with that strange, sinuous
swaying motion, and it began to move
slowly back and forth, while the glis-
tening eyes seemed to shoot sparks to-
ward the man who hung at such fear-
ful hazard above It.
"Gee!" said Brltz. "This Is getting
a little too close for comfort. How far
can that thing stretch, doctor?"
"No higher than that," answered
Fitch, "at least, I think not. I under-
stand the cobra can strike only
straight forward."
"Sure It can't make an upper cut?
Inquired the sleuth.
"I'm not going to say positively. I m
not "sure of anything with that kind of
a brute," Fitch answered. "The best
way is to take no chances. Let me
have a try for the gun."
A bifurcated scarlet thread, the
slender forked togue of the reptile,
darted In and out of its gaping Jaws In
a frenzied way. It was apparent to
anyone—be he tclentist or layman—
that the serpent was In a white heat of
fury. Woe betide the human flesh that
came within reach of that eager, death-
dealing venom.
Britz, though he was known the
length and breadth of the department
as the coolest proposition under Man-
ning's command, frankly shuddered as
Iling a cumuinwu, ~
he watched the undulating menace of
the jprpent's body, and In® staccato
think it Is worthy a place In the society
columns as one of the successes of the
season."
He made light of the danger because
that was his way when he was In a
particularly tight place; but he rea-
lized the peril by this time as fully as
did the doctor. There was nothing hu-
morous in the fact that all the time
they were hcH prisoners atop the chif-
fonier by the gray death before them,
the Hindoos were doubtless making the
most of the time thus gained for es-
cape. True, he had asked that all the
ordinary avenues of escape from the
city be watched, and although he took
it for granted Chief Manning would
carry out the request conscientiously.
7 pren^d no runner worn iv uouucu -
friend The physician s ether member of the. serpent family,
irienu. "C v.„, Unn.l nnmmpnw tC
OlUCl 1UCI.IUV. — r
When you see that hood commence to
come out—don't wait to see the rest."
"Aboui how long do you think it will
stay there, doctor?" asked the detec-
tive.
play of the tongue that seemed to
mock him with the deadly humor of a
fiend. He waB willing to risk his life,
If need be, to prevent the escape of
the dark, subtle enemies whoso de-
moniacal Ingenuity had caught him In
such a I rap, for trapped he seemed to
be beyond the possibility of escape.
That they had matched their cunning
against his cold, hard, Occidental skill
and common sense, only made him the
more determined to outwit, outplay,
outfight them.
"No, doc," said the detective firmly.
"It was my fooi carelesness that left
that gun on that table, and it's up to
me to get It. You hold me fast and sit
tight, and if anybody gets stung, it'll
be me."
Once again Britz, warily watching
the snake, stretched forth his arm.
stretched his fingers until he could al-
most feel them crack and itrained
his muscles almost beyond endurance
the while his nerve was subjected to
the severest test of all his experience.
At last he nipped the smooth amber of
the pipestem's . moulhpiece between
the tips of bis first and second fin-
gers. It was the slightest of grasps;
but sAsteady were the nerves of the
Headquarters man that although the
cobra In its swaying seemed to ap-
proach ever nearer the arm and naked
wrist that shrank involuntarily from
the fancied death-thrust of those
gleaming fangs, still he did not flinch.
He clung to the pipestem, his fingers
steadily drawing it toward him until
he had a firm clutch on rubber
time. Then with a powerful upward
and backward heave, he regained his
position cn the chiffonier, the twisting
hose gripped in his hand. The other
end of the pipestem still was attached
to the bow 1 of the narghileh. As the
tube festooned between the table and
the chiffonier, it went close to the
at the other, and they stood pulling
In opposite directions, thus tightening
the loop about the pistol. When the
grip of the tube on the weapon warn
ttrm enough, It was comparatively
easy to swing the revolver from th*
table to the chiffonier. Brltz gripped
the gun with an Intake of breath that
betokened satisfaction.
"Now, then, doc," he said brlsklf-
"Let's see tf we can't put the revers*
English on that Garden of Eden epi-
sode. Here's where the seed of the
woman bruises tho serpent with his
heel."
"I would advise you to do your
bruising at long distance," said Fitch,
'and unless you have more cartridge*
about you, I wouldn't waste a shot.
You won't find it easy to hit him."
Britz In a moment or two realized
the doctor spoke true. The swaying,
neutral-tinted body was 110 easy nlhrlc
for the most practiced marksman.
Ills first shot went wide. The bullet
Imbedded Itself In a leg of the table
with a rasping sound that only Infuri-
ated the cobra the more. Brltz hl
nerve slightly shaken by the miss,
fired again quickly, shivered the bowl
of the narghlleh, and caused the
snake to oscillate more and more vio-
lently. It became apparent he would
gain nothing by aiming at Its head. ^
"I'll have a try at him "midships,"
he said.
Only three loaded cartridges re-
mained In the revolver, and as Brit*
found no extra ones In any of his
pockets, he knew he must make the
most of those he had. A third time
the pistol cracked. The bullet grazed
the serpent's flesh. It did not injure
tho spine. Quickly the upraised part
of the body sank upon the coll, but it
reared itself again in ail instant, and
the furious darting of tho tongue re-
vealed that the reptile was more en-
raged than ever.
"Want to take a crack at it, doc?"
asked the detective, handing the
weapon to the physician.
Fitch had no poor idea of himself
as a fancy shot, but he found his
muscular control too sadly shaken by
his narrow escape from the cobra to
shoot straight. His shot—the fourth-
was a wider miss than any of the de-
tective's had been. He handed the
pistol back to the Headquarter's man
and shook his head.
"You're the man to stay on the fir-
ing line," he said.
llritz eyed the revolver grimly. In
its blue-steel chamber were four
empty cartridges and only one that
held the potentiality of release from
their dangerously uncertain refuge o
the chiffonier. Crooking bis left ar^-
he used the angle made by hl elbo
as a rest and leveled the long blue
barrel of the big-callbered weapon
steadily. Pausing until the swaying
of the serpent diminished as much as
It apparently was going to do. he
fired.
A writhing, twisting snarl was the
result. The cobra colled and uncoiled
with electric rapidity, traveling In cir-
cles all over the space between the
chiffonier and the table whence Brlta
had lassoed the pistol. Plainly the
reptile was hit—mortally wounded, he
thought, but as he started to descend
Impatiently, Fitch seized him and lit-
erally flung him back on the chiffon-
ier's smooth top.
"Not yet." Bald the doctor, nervous-
ly "Let's wait a minute."
It was profitable patience. For after
probably a minute of terrible struggle,
the cobra returned to Its coll and
once more reared Its head. The gray
body throbbed fiercely, but closer
scrutiny rhowed the man the snake
had not been hit with fatal result
Suddenly the physician seized Brlta*
arm In a nervous grasp.
"By Jupiter!" he exclaimed.
■You've shot out its tongue!
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
carry out the men head of the cibra. Ughtntnfrllke, th.
he was not at all confident the ,,...,,.,1 ,owar,l it. tanas bristling.
Li a «ao - -
sent from the Central Office and from
the various precinct headquarters
would be proof again::t the adroitness
of Indian noblemen, adepts, and thugs.
Moreover. It was 88 good as certain
that the Swami, the Prince, and their
followers would not seek to flee the
city bv any ordinary route. Britz him-
self, liad he been free to continue the
neaa ui iuo -"<= ° 7 '
head dashed toward it, fangs bristling,
and only a quick twitch of the detec-
tive's fingers snatched the stem be-
yond the reach of those poison-freight
ed Ivory lfcedles.
That jerk freed the other end of
the tube from the pipe bowl, and
Brltz quickly looped It In his hands
Holding both ends of the long stem,
"Prince John" Van Buren.
John Van Buren. son of Martin Van
Buren. at one time generally known
as "Prince John," having undertaken
the representation as a lawyer of &
certain cause before the courts, very
much to the disgust of one of his
friends, the latter expostulated with
him in vain, and losing his temper,
exclaimed:
"Van Buren, Is there no case so
low. so vile, so filthy, that you would
decline to represent it?"
"1 do not know," Van Buren re-
plied, hesitatingly, and quickly ap-
proaching his car close to the lips
of the Inquirer he whispered: "What
have you been doing?"—Hilton: "Fun-
ny Side of Politics."
both were vu-n. -- th« nhvslclan "The dis- bv airship or suomamip, suguuv ....
chifionlcr. pitch '""f * ^°d|vu I "isl" ot the .kin about the neck In probable a. elmer means of transit
:?„d\T;^ .'.r Tt„'hhe drei S *.y meah. that the beast lyn- Uht ha e been a tew year, he-
,;j feet to .he top KotUed «P. do.,- he «c,«,„ed
jxsz:.,r sslsi: ■. .0.0,
in?"
Matter of Breathing.
Teachers will be Interested In the
experiments of Dr. Noble, connected
with the New York schools. He finds
that many boys are vicious looking
and bad because they do not breathe
properly. One boy who scowled at
self, had he been free to continue | ^'knoU^Ta stngVloop"In the mid- j his teacher and frequently played
pursuit, would have looked first to the & doub)e ,anat truant after a course In ^reaUilng
most extraordinary modes of flight die flung ^ platol slow. lesson8 blCa,,e a bright, upright-loot
compatible with practical conditions. P . th plpestem back, ha iag boy aud food of school.
- M r^^Vo't amaaehirn j p^lled it, after several tHals, about
••Until It either gets us or forgets | greatly to find they had left the, city °nd £ the tube to ma
answered the physician. 'Th!, dl* | tj dootor, Brits look bold of the o.h«
explaining his purpose to Fitch In
few words. The detective stretched
his arm away from the chiffonier at
nis arm ano;
one end; the physician did the san.j
with
Tit for Tat.
"Why was Muggles so
his wife?"
"Because she took the money to par
for her new harem skirt that he in-
tended to use for his Turkish ciga-
rettes."
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Williams, H. H. The Hollis Tribune (Hollis, Okla.), Vol. 2, No. 13, Ed. 1 Friday, November 10, 1911, newspaper, November 10, 1911; Hollis, Oklahoma. (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc234170/m1/3/: accessed April 23, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.