The Hooker Advance. (Hooker, Okla.), Vol. 9, No. 25, Ed. 1 Friday, July 26, 1912 Page: 2 of 8
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A WELCOME ARRIVAL.
by LOUIS JOSEPH YANC
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ILLUSTRATIONS^-BY
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COPTRICHT1909 5y L0UI^05£PH VANCE,
SYNOPSIS.
The story opens at Monte Carlo with
Sol. Terence O'Rourke, a. military free
hnce and something of a gambler, in his
lotel. Leaning on the bal ony lie sees a
Jeautlful girl who suddenly "enters tlie
(levator and passes from sight. At the
taming table O'Rourke notices two men
Hatching him. One is the Hon. Bertie
•rlynn, while his companion is Viscount
Des Trebes, a duelist. The viscount tells
Dim the French government has directed
dim to O'Rourke as a man who would
.liiderlake a secret mission. At his apart-
tient, O'Rourke. who had agreed to un-
Jertake the mission, finds a mysterious
tetter. The viscount arrives, hands a
sealed package to O'Rourke, who is not
to open it until on the ocean. A pair of
flalnty slippers are seen protruding from
under a doorway curtain. The Irishman
finds the owner of the mysterious feet to
be his wife, Beatrix, from whom he had
run away a year previous. They are
reconciled, and opening the letter he finds
that a Rangoon law firm offers him
100.000 pounds for a jewel known as the
Pool of Flame and left to him by a dy-
ing friend, but now in keeping of one
named Chambret In Algeria. O'Rourke
worsts the nobleman In a duel. The wife
bids O'Rourke farewell and he promises
to soon return with the reward. He dis-
covers both Glynn and the viscount on
board the Bhip. As he finds Chambret
there Is an attack by bandits and his
friend dies telling O'Rourke that he has
left the Pool of Flame with the governor
general, who at sight of a signet ring
given the colonel will deliver over the
Jewel. Arriving at Algeria the Irishman
finds the governor general away. Des
Trebes makes a rrf^sterious appointment,
and tells O'Rourke that lie has gained
possession of the Jewel by stealing it. In
a duel O'Rourke masters the viscount,
•ecures possession of the Pool of Flame
and starts by ship for Rangoon. He finds
the captain to be a smuggler who tries to
steal the Jewel. It is finally secured by
the captain and O'Rourke escapes to
land. With the aid of one Danny and
his sweetheart, O'Rourke recovers the
Pool of Flame. On board ship once more,
bound for Rangoon, a mysterious lady
appears. O'Rourke comes upon a lascar
about to attack the lady, who Is a Mrs.
Prynne, and kicks the man Into the hold.
Mrs. Prynne claims she is en route for
Indiana on a mission for the king.
O'Rourke is attacked by the lascar, who
secures the Pool of Flame, the captain
Is shot and the lascar jumps Into the sea.
The ship arrives in port. Danny hands
O'Rourke the Pool of Flame which he
has stolen from Mrs. Prynne. It is the
real Jewel, the one lost at sea being a
counterfeit. O'Rourke goes to Calcutta
and discovers Des Trebes disguised. He
now knows that Mrs. Prynne was an ac-
complice. Finally he gets to the lawyer
who has offered the reward, delivers the
Jewel and gets the money. Going to the
residence of the lawyer on invitation,
O'Rourke finds him murdered and Des
Trebes is found dying.
CHAPTER XXXII.—(Continued.)
With each development the mystery
was assuming more fantastic propor-
tions, becoming still more impene-
trable and unsolvable. But he had no
leisure in which to ponder it now, if
Des Trebes were to be restored. And
O'Rourke worked over the man as
tenderly as though they had been life-
long friends, with skillful Angers es-
timating the nature ana extent of his
wounds, with sound knowledge of
rough and ready surgery doing all
that could be done to bring him back
to consciousness.
At la6t Des Trebes sighed feebly; a
spot of color, febrile, fickle, evanes-
cent, dyed his cheeks; his breath rat-
tled harshly in his gullet; his eyelids
twitched and opened wide. He glared
blankly at the face above.
"Des Trebes!" cried O'Rourke. "Des
Trebes!"
His voice quickened the intelligence
of that moribund brain. A flash of
recognition lighted the staring eyes.
The lips moved without sound.
"Des Trebes!"
"Ah, yes the Irish-
man . . .**
The whisper was barely articulate.
O'Rourke put to his lips a cup of
brandy diluted with a little water.
"Drink." he pleaded, "and try to tell
me what's happened to ye. Who gave
ye these wounds? Try to speak "
"But . . . no ... I shall
not tell."
"Hut—good God. man! ye've been
murdered!"
The white Hps moved again; the j
adventurer bent his ear low to thein.
"We . . have both . . lost
. . . but you . . . your wife . !
As O'Rourke appeared he was con-
scious first of something moving in
the room—a movement caught vaguely
from the corner of his eyes. Then he
heard a stifled cry of fright. He had
already his revolver in his hand, so in-
stant had been the obedience of his
brain and body to the admonition of
instinct.
He swung about with the weapon
poised, crying: "Stop:'' The other
man was apparently trying to escape
I'm Couch, lieutenant sub-chief of
police for this district."
"Saint Patrick would be no more
welcome," declared O'Rourke. "I was
on the point of trying to get ye by
telephone when ye saved me the trou-
ble. How the divvle did ye happen
to drop in so opportunely?"
"I was coming up-stream In the po-
lice launch, on the night tour of in-
spection, and stopped at the landing
just below this—the grounds here run
1 , ... i 1 w •' iuio 11JC gl.UUUU9 LltJlt? I 1111
by the door to the hall, but was much down t0 the river you know_to tele.
Mr. Collier Down—Intelligence has
Just reached me.
Mrs. Collier Down—Thank heavens.
It has come at last.
too far from it to escape the threat-
ened bullet. A jet of fire spurted from
his hand. O'Rourke heard a crash
and clatter of broken window-glass be-
hind him. Without delay or conscious
aim he fired and saw, still indistinctly
through pungent wreaths of smoke,
the figure reel and collapse upon
itself.
The man had hardly fallen ere
O'Rourke stood over him, with a foot
firm upon one arm, while he bent and
wrenched a revolver from relaxing fin-
gers. Then, stepping back, he took
stock of the murderous-minded in-
truder, and saw at his feet, writhing,
coughing and spitting, a Chinese
coolie—a type of the lowest class, bis
face a set yellow mask, stolid, un-
emotional, brutalized. Even then It 1
betrayed little feeling; only the slant-
set black eyes burned with unquench-
able hatred as they glared up at the
conqueror. . . . O'Rourke's bullet
had penetrated the man's chest; and
as he squirmed and groaned through
his sharpened teeth of a rat, a crim-
son stain spread on the bosom of his
coarse white blouse.
Wholly confounded, O'Rourke shook
an amazed head. A third element had
been added to the mystery with no
effect other than to render it more
opaque and dense than before.
The telephone, its raucous voice
now long since stilled, came into his
mind, and he was minded to leave the
room and find it, to summon aid.
Before he could move, however, a
footfall on the veranda startled him,
and his ears were ringing with a com-
mand couched in terse, curt English:
"Hands up!"
phone back to headquarters on busi-
j ness. The exchange operator suggest-
ed I look in here and see if everything
was all right—said he'd been unable
to get any response since nightfall. .
. . Now ?"
Carefully and concisely O'Rourke
wove the events of the day into a
straight narrative, starting with the
delivery to Sypher of the Pool of
Flame, touching briefly upon Des Tre-
bes' part—so far as he understood it
—and concluding with the death of
the coolie. The sub-chief of police
eyed him throughout with gravely
concentrated interest, nodding his
understanding.
"I see," he said slowly. "You make
it clear enough. Moreover, you've
convinced me. I didn't really believe
from the first you'd had any hand in
this ghastly mess, but I couldn't take
chances, of course. You're at liberty
to take up these pistols as soon as you
please; in fact, I advise you to do
so Immediately. From what's taken
place already, you may have need of
'em within the next ten seconds. . .
. Now for this coolie. If he's able to
speak, I'll get some Information out of
him."
" 'Tis too far gone he is, I'm fear-
ing."
"We'll soon find out." The English-
man bent over the man, who was now
very quiet, but, by the constant flick-
"Stubborn brute," growled Couch.
"Most of these animals here belong to
some devlish tong or other, and they'd
rather die than say anything touching
on the business of the society or af-
fecting the interests of a brother-
member. But I think I know a way to
bring hirS to reason. Hand me th^t
knife, please."
Wondering. O'Rourke tendered him
the weapon that had brought death to
Sypher. The lieutenant wiped it cal-
lously on a corner of the coolie's
blouse and held the keen shining
blade before his eyes, accpmpanying
the action with a few emphatic
phrases. A curious expression, com-
pounded of sullen fury and abject pan-
ic fright, showed in the Chinaman's
eyes, and his lips were as if by magic
unsealed. However reluctant, he be-
gan to chatter and spoke at length,
delivering himself of a long state-
ment which Couch punctured now and
again with pertinent, leading ques-
tions.
At length, throwing aside the knife,
he jumped up, strong excitement burn-
ing jn his eyes. "I've got enough from
him." he said "rapidly. "I'll explain
larer. You'll help—of course; your
wife's involved as well as Miss Pyn-
sent. But I don't think you need fear;
we'll be Ut time. Are you ready? .
. Half a minute; I've got to use
that telephone."
He ran out into the hall, rang up
and shouted a number into the re-
ceiver, and for a few moments spoke
rapidly In a Burmese dialect.
O'Rourke gathered that he was speak-
ing with a native subordinate at the
police headquarters in Rangoon.
Couch swung back into the study.
"Got those revolvers, sir? Then come
along; we'll have to run for it. For-
'unately our launch is handy; other-
wise . . ."
He sprang across the veranda and
SKIN ERUPTION ON CHEEK
Kingsley, Mich.—"Last May my
| thirteen-months-old baby had a sore
f oome on her cheek. It started In four
was accomplishing the feat without a
discernable trace of fear or tremor I
of uncertainty.
O'Rourke sat beside him. In the J
stern a police orderly acted as me- 1
chanic, attending to the motor. These 1
three, no more, made up the rescue j or flve 8ma11 P^ples and in two or
party three hours' time spread to the size of
Though devoured by impatience and ! *s,lver dollar" " 8Pread to her er®'
anxiety, O'Rourke forbore to question j T,hen would run from *h« Pjm-
Couch, hesitating to divert his atten- I P'€s and wfaerever that touched it caus-
tion from his task and knowing that ! ed °re «>* Juntil nearly all one
as soon as he could the young lieu- I ch?*k and "£ her nostrlls were on®
tenant would speak. From the time "olid B°re- She was very fretful. She
when the coolie had yielded, there ; cer;amwas a terrible 1ooking child,
had been not a second's rest for eith- ",l?oth n* ®eemed *<> be of any us*
er; neither had had time to confer ™ern l*>\;« Cuticura Soap and
save on questions of the most imme- | C"ticur\°!ntment' tried to rub
diate moment; and control of these ^ W®
Couch had voluntarily and naturally l and ht"d ■*** bands for two
assumed, deciding, acting and direct- ! tr?lngu 0 I ™ ?!
ing in the same thought, apparently. : [t T ---v.0,, £Ce 'a
" Your wife, with Miss Pynsent." I '"fij * ! Ti £"VCUra ^?ap
said Couch abruptly, without looking ment th !
round—"at least I presume it's Mrs. I ^ dld nnt trv t, « h°?h* Z "t?
nm 1 r . 1 Mw aid not try to rub them off. It
O Rourke, from what you say—have . . J A 1
MJ2.KT
CHAPTER XXXIII.
er of his cunning eyes, still conscious/'i-down to the lawn, O'Rourke pelting
A hasty examination told the investl- after him.
gator all he needed to know about the
nature of the wound. "He'll not last CHAPTER XXXIV.
long," said Lieutenant Couch, and be- —
gan to converse with the local ver- A night of velvet blackness, softly
nacular of Pidgin-English, about one i opaque, lay upon land and water. The
word In ten of which was Intelligible ' police launch, shuddering with the vi-
ers and are now aboard a junk in the
lower river, which will sail for God-
knows-where at the turn of the tide.
That's the only thing that saves 'em.
We'll be on 'em before they're able to
force a way down the river."
O'Rourke groaned, holding his head
with both hands. "My wife . . .!"
he said brokenly.
"I know," Couch interrupted grim-
ly; "I know how you feel. Miss Pyn-
sent is there, too, you see."
"Oh," said O'Rourke, "I didn't un
derstand that
no return of the trouble since. We
thought that baby's face would Burely
be scarred, but It is not." (Signed)
Mr*. W. J. Cleland, Jan. 5, 1912.
Cuticura Soap and Ointment sold
thrt Highout the world. Sample of each
free, with 32-p. Skin Book. Address
post-card "Cuticura, Dept L, Boston."
"My wife!
In a Ireni
efforts to st
with spirits
bes. with a
shut his teel
perceptibly f
of bis stublx
So he dW*
the chii
In a sni
Dying.
foe
Fur a
knelt at I
and aonde
heavily
should-
percei*
was on
that pb
Knf
y O'Rourke resumed his
rengthen the dying man
and water, but Pes Tre-
final effort, obstinately
Ji. moving his bead Im
rom side to side In token
irn refusal
i. Implacable, fn death
d
eatures remalne
Ionic and trium;
• no comfort t
ihant.
a his
lit t
sb<
ne longer O'Rourke
bes' side, watching
eventually he sighed
head, shrugged bis
>« And. rUing. he
first time that he
ne with the dead In
A man stood in one of the windows,
his figure conspicuous against the
night in cool white linen of a semi-
military cut, his extended right hand
training a revolver on the Irishman's
bead.
"Faith!" cried O'Rourke with genu-
ine relief, "you're more welcome than
a snowfall In Hades. Good evening to
ye, and many of them."
"Hands up!"
"With all the pleasure In the world."
O'Rourke elevated his hands. "I've
two revolvers on me person." he vol-
unteered amiably; "before ye go any
further ye'll be wanting to take 'em
away from me, I'm not doubting."
| " From what I see, I quite believe I
shall." agreed the Englishman, with-
out relaxing his unprejudiced attitude,
j "At all events, keep your hands where
they are. for the time being. . . .
What the deuce does this mean?"
I "Tell me yourself and I'll make ye
a handsome present," returned the
O'Rourke composedly. "I've been ad-
1 dling me wits over it for the last
thirty minutes, but neither rhyme nor
reason can I read into It. But. see
now: would ye mlud relieving me of
the arsenal I've been telling ye about,
that I may rest me arms without fear
of being punctured?"
The other laughed shortly and en-
tered the room—a clean-limbed,
sturdy, well set-up boy of four or five-
and-twenty, or thereabouts. He pos-
sessed. aside from an emphatic and
capable manner, good looks enhanced
by a wide good-humored mouth.
"You might help me out a bit, you
know," said the boy briskly. "You've
been so free with your Information
that I don't doubt you will place me
still further under obligation to you
by turning your back and depositing
your weapons on that table. Of course,
I needn't bore you by remarks upon
the folly of false moves."
• Twould be quite superfluous," re-
plied O'Rourke. obeying with a fair
and easy grace. ' There now What
else may be your pleasure?"
"Move back three paces and stand
n
WrlW
Man Stood in One of the Windows.
dropped a hand on the younger man's
shoulder and let It rest there briefly.
"Please God," he said reverently,
"there'll be many another polluted
yellow soul yammering at the gates
of hell this night!"
"Amen!" said Couch. . , .We
sha'n't be long now."
Silently O'Rourke removed his coat
and waist-coat, his collar and lawn
tie, and turned back his cuffs. "Even-
ing clothes are hardly the thing to
fight In," he said; "but I'm thinking
'twon't make a deal of difference to
me. Got any cartridges for a Webley
mark IV?"
"Wheeler has. Give Colonel
O'Rourke a few, Wheeler," said Couch,
addressing the orderly.
The latter rummaged in a locker
and pressed into O'Rourke's hand half
a dozen cartridges, with which the
adventurer proceeded to replenish the
empty chamber in his revolver.
"I'd only discharged one," he ob-
served. "but 'tis likely we'll need that,
even, with only the three of us
against a junk-load."
"Oh, I telephoned for reinforce- I
ments, of course," returned Couch.
"They ought to be there ahead of
Her Special Advantages.
James Fullerton Muirhead in his
book, "The Land of Contrasts," tells
of an American girl who was patronlz-
I'm sorry." He ingly praised by an Englishman for
the purity of her English and who re-
plied: "Well, I had special advan-
tages, inasmuch as an English mis-
sionary was stationed near our tribe."
Strictly Up to Date.
Alice—How oddly some men pro-
pose.
Kate—I should say so. A gentle-
man asked me last week if I felt fa-
vorably disposed to a unification of in-
terests.
Hope Eternal.
Every new day and night of Joy
or sorrow is a new ground, a new con-
secration, for the love that Is nour-
ished by memories as well as hopes.—
George Eliot.
Two Indispensable Supports.
Of all the dispositions and habits
that lead to political prosperity, re-
ligion and morality are Indispensable
supports.—George Washington.
Why be oonstlpated when you can mt Gar-
0eld Tea at any drug store? It will quickly re-
liave and its benefits will be realized.
The woman pugilist knows Just how
to assert her "rights."
"What did the coolie tell ye. if ye've LEWIS' Single Binder straight 5o cigar,
time to talk?" pay tor cifer>ir9 not ood-
Couch laughed. "I daresay you're
wondering how I made him speak at
all."
"That's the true word for ye."
"I threatened to cut off bis silly pig-
tall and send him naked and dishonor-
ed to the ghostly halls of his ances-
tors. It's wonderful how much those
callous brutes dote on that decora-
tion. I told him further, that If he
lied, when I found it out' I'd return
and shave him bald as an egg, even If
he were dead by that time. So I per-
suaded the truth from him. the whole
story—from his side of it."
"I'm listening. . . ."
(TO BE CONTINUED.*
The detective says his after thoughts
are the best.
Tour work In
health.
working power depends upon your
Garfield Tea h^Jpg toward keeping it.
After they reach the age of 40 wom-
en laugh only when they feel like it.
"Right-O. me
O'Rourke exe
volution and, a
drapery of the center table. And eri-
de ally It *u this circumstance which
bad emboldened a man to slip In from
the main hall and approach Sypber's
desk at the back of the room.
to O'Rourke. As he continued to speak
the coolie's scowl darkened aod he In
terrupted with a negative motion of
his head. The sub-chief repeated his
remarks with emphasis. For reply be
got a monosyllable that sounded, as
much as anything else, like an oath
Couch looked up. "He says he wuts
water, and I suspect he won't speak
until he gets IL Can you—
O'Rourke fetched the half-empty
carafe and Touch pat ft to the coolie's
Hps. permitting him to drink u much
as be liked. Iiut as aoon aa the bottle
was removed the fellow shut his
mouth like a trap and refused a word
In answer to the lieutenant's demand*
you say. I may as well Inform you and persuasions.
the Engl
through
ishman'
his po.
krow
about this?"
the room.
ord"
cuted the prescribed '
r*>*t. beard footsteps
thought later be lelt
handa rapidly going |
•kets Then, with a
e latter stepped be- I
> and OHourke and '
ently told the trutfi !
Id. "Now what'dyou '
He waved a band
"Be careful waat 1
bratlons of a motor running at high
'enslon. sped down the silent reaches
if Rangoon River like a hunted ghost-
She ran without lights, these having
been evtlngutsbed by Couch's dlrec- j
tiona, regardless of harbor regulations |
or danger Happily the hour was late
'nough to relieve them of much fear '
of trouble with other craft; the upper I
caches ot the river were practically '
deeerted.
In the bow Couch waa handling the
wheel with the nonchalance of one l
from whom the river bad no secrets
bf night or day. To O'Rourke It seemed '
no light task to pilot so slight a craft
st such high speed through that
Mr. J. B. Duke's Ploughing.
In spite or the distractions or th*.
Tabacco company's reorganlxation. Mr
James B. Duke bestows much atten-
tion upon the work or developing and
beautifying his three thousand acre es-
tate. Duke s Park, near Somervllle. N.
J. Not Infrequently on bis tours of
Inspection be personally directs tfte
laborers. One day be took the plougn
from the bands ot a slow, awkward
foreigner, saying:
"Here, let me show you bow to
plough a furrow. I've not rorgottea
bow | did that when I waa a boy la
South Carolina."
Another day be took tbe place of j
the boss of a gang of workmen and
before be itnt through be dismissed
five for Inefficiency.
Stygian darkness, yet the subchlef , sary.
Ladles Object to Profanity.
The woman goiters of New Yora
hav > made objections to swearing on
the links and have discussed Lbe mat-
ter In tbelr clubs Tbe men who piay
over tbe links are all supposed to t>«
gentlemen, but sometimes tbey are
not careful of their language, aad
ladles have been made very indignaat
by some speeches a has been sug-
gested that notices be placed in the
clubhouses, but the fact that
ladles have discussed the
will, bo doubt, be all that la
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