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* * > r f v V i MHENRY PLAINDEALER, MIIENRY, ILL. v-.?'f>.»;»f?'j- v.:•••. •.. - *t *, * 'j mm 1 :̂1- _£ n • I loits of A jPffgctive Novel and a Motion Picture Drama Ife By ARTHUR B. REEVE TVeWd-Known Novefirt and the Cmtofof the^CraigKennedy**Storio rmwlMil in Collaboration With die P*AePUj«" «J tin EcUctic Film Company Copyright. 1V14. bv the Sar Company *11 Foreign Highta liwrred 8YNOP8IS. The New York police are mystified by a aeries of murders and other crimes. The ftrlnolpal clue to the criminal Is the warn-nfc letter which Is sent the victims, signed with a "clutching hand." The lat­ est victim of the mysterious assassin is Taylor Dodpe, the insurance president. His daughter, Klalne, employs Craig Kennedy, the famous scientific detective, to try to unravel the mystery. What Kennedy accomplishes is told by his friend Jameson, a newspaper man. En­ raged at (he determined effort which Klaine and Craig Kennedy are making to fiut an end to his crimes, -tht Clutching •land, as this strange criminal is known, resorts to all sorts of th most diabolical nchemea to put ther out of the way. Each chapter of th sto . tells of a new plot against their live and of the way the grea*. detective uses all his skill to nave this pretty girl and himself from death. SEVENTH EPISODE The Double Trap, Mindful of the sage advice that a time of peace is best employed In pre­ paring for war, I was busily engaged 1n cleaning my automatic gun one morning as Kennedy and I were seat­ ed In our living room. Our door buzzer sounded, and Ken­ nedy, always alert. Jumped up, push­ ing aside a great pile of papers which •had accumulated in the Dodge case. Two steps took him to the .hall, "where the day before he had installed m peculiar box about four by six inches, connected in some way with a lens- like box of similar size above our bell opened and an attractive woman of and speaking tube in the hallway be- perhaps thirty, dressed In extreme low it. He opened it. disclosing an ob- j entered with a boy. long plate of ground glass. "I thought the seismograph ar done. Then his second thought seemed to approve It. "This is a trap of the Clutching Hand. Walter," he whispered, adding tensely, "and we're going to walk right Into it." "But, Craig," I demurred, "that's foolhardy. Ha*e her trailed--any­ thing--but--" He shook his head, and with a mere motion of his hand brushed aside my, objections as he went to a cabinet across the room. From one shelf he took out a small metal box and from another a test tube, placing the test tube In his waistcoat pocket and the small box In his coat pocket with excessive care. Then he turned and motioned to me ta follow him out into the other room. I did so, stuffing my "gatt" into my pocket. "Let me introduce; my friend, Mr. Jameson," said Craig, presenting me to the pretty crook. ^The Introduction quickly over, we three went out to get Craig's car, which he kept at a nearby garage. • • • • • • * That forenoon Perry Bennett was reading up a case. In the outer of­ fice Milton Schofield, his office boy, was industriously chewing gum and admiring his feet, cocked up on the desk before him. The door to the waiting room rangement was not quite enough after that spring-gun affair," he remarked, -so I have put In a sort of teleview of my own invention--so that I can se down into the vestibule downstairs. ^Well--Just look who's here!" "Some new-fangled periscopc ar­ rangement, I suppose?" I queried, "mov­ ing slowly over toward it However, one look was enough to iinterest me. I can express it only in slang. There, framed in the little thing, was a vision of as swell a "chicken" as I have ever seen. I whistled under my breath. "Urn!" I exclaimed shamelessly, "A tpeach! Who's your friend?" I had never said a truer word than In my description of her, though I did not know it at the time. She was in­ deed known as "Gertie the Peach" in •the select circle where she belonged. Kennedy had opened the lower door and our fair visitor was coming upstairs. i "Go In there, Walter," he said, seiz­ ing me quickly and pushing me into my room. "I want you to wait there ' and watch her carefully." Kennedy opened the door, disclos­ ing a very excited young woman. **Oh, Professor Kennedy," she cried,i all in one breath, with much emotion, "I'm so glad I found you in. I can't tell you. Oh--my jewels! They have been stolen--and my husband must not know of it. Help me to recover them--please!" "Jast a moment, my dear young lady," Interrupted" Craig, finding at last a chance to get a word in edge­ ways. "Do you see that table--and all those papers? Really, I can't take your case. 1 am too busy, as It is, even to take the cues of many of my own clients." "But please. Professor Kennedy-- please!" she begged. "Help me. It means--oh, 1 can't tell yon how much it means to me!" She had come cloBe to him and had laid her warm, little soft hand on his, in ardent entreaty. From my hiding place in my room, I could not help seeir ? that she was using every charm of her sex and per­ sonality to lure him on, as she clung confidingly to him. Gertie had thrown her arms about Kennedy, as if in wildest devotion. I wondered what Elaine would have thought if she had a picture of that! "Oh," she begged him, 'please-- please help me!" Still Kennedy seemed utterly unaf­ fected by her passionate embrace. Carefully he loosened her fingers from about his neck and removed the plump, enticing arms. Gert-le sank into a chair, weeping, while Kennedy stood before her a mo­ ment in deep abstraction. Finally he seemed to make up his mind to something. His manner toward her changed. He took a step to her side. "I will help you," he said, laying his hand on her shoulder. "If it is pos­ sible I will recover your jewels. Where do you live?" "At Hazlehurst," she replied, grate­ fully. "Oh, Mr. Kennedy, how can I ever thank you?" ! Bhe seemed overcome with grati­ tude, and took his hand, pressed it, ••en kissed it. "Just a minute," he added, carefully extricating his hand. "I'll be ready in Just a minute." Kennedy entered the room where I was listening. "What's it all about, Craig?" I whig, pered, mystified. For a moment he stood thinking, ap­ parently reconsidering what he had Milton cast a glance of scorn.at the ! "little dude." He was In reality about fourteen years old, but was dressed to look much younger. "Did you wish to see Mr. Bennett?" asked the precocious Milton, politely, on one hand, while on the other he made a wry grimace. "Yes--here is my card," replied the woman. It was deeply bordered in black. Even Milton was startled at reading it: "Mrs. Taylor Dodge." He looked at the woman in open- mouthed astonishment. Even he knew that Elaine's mother had been dead for years. The woman, however, true to her name in the artistic coterie in which she was leader, had sunk into a chair and was sobbing convulsively, as only "Weepy Mary" could. It was so effective that even Milton was visibly moved. He took the card in, excitedly, to Bennett. "There's a woman outside--says she is Mrs. Taylor Dodge!" he cried. If Milton had had an X-ray eye he could have seen her take a cigarette from her handbag and light it non­ chalantly the moment he was gone. As for Bennett, Milton, who was watching him closely, thought he was about to discharge him on the spot for bothering him. He took tlje card, and his face expressed the most ex­ treme surprise, then anger.' He thought a mesaent. "Tell that woman to state her busi­ ness in writing," he thundered curtly at Milton. As the boy turned to go back to the waiting room, Weepy Mary, hear­ ing him coming, hawtily shoved the cigarette Into her "son's" hand. "Mr. Bennett Bays for you to write out what it is you want to see him about," reported Milton, Indicating the table before which she was sitting. Mary had automatically taken up sobbing with the release ot the ciga­ rette. She looked at the table on which were letter paper, pens and Ink. "I may write here?" she asked. "Surely, ma'am," replied Milton, still very much overwhelmed by her sorrow. "Weepy Mary" sat there, writing and sobbing. In the midst of his sympathy, how­ ever, Milton snifTed. There was an unmistakable odor of tobacco smoke about the room. He looked sharply at the "son," and discovered the still smoking cigarette. It was too much for Milton's out­ raged dignity. Bennett did not allow him that coveted privilege. This up­ start could not usurp it. He reachod over and seized the boy by the arm, and swung him around till he faced a sign in the corner on the wall. "See?" he demanded. The sign read, courteously: "No Smoking In This Office--Please. "PERRY BENNETT." "Leggo my arm," snarled the "son," putting the offensive cigarette defi­ antly into his mouth. There was every element of a gaudy mixup, when the outer door of the of­ fice suddenly swung open and Elaine Dodge entered. Gallantry w*s Milton's middle name, and he sprang forward to hold the door, and then opened Bennett's door, as he ushered in Elaine.- As she passed "Weepy Mary." who was still writing at the table and cry­ ing bitterly, Klaine hesitated and looked at her turiously. Even after Milton had opened Bennett's door, she could not resist another* glance. In­ stinctively, Elaine seemed to scent trouble. Bennett wao still studying the black- bordered card when she greeted him. "Who Is that woman?" sne askea, still wondering about the identity of the niobe outside. At first he said nothing. But finally, seeing that she had noticed it, he handed Elaine the card, reluctantly. Elaine read it with a gasp. The look of surprise that crossed her face was terrible. Before she could say anything, how­ ever, Milton had returned with the sheet of paper on which "Weepy Mary" had written and handed it to Bennett. Bennett read it with uncontrolled astonishment "What is it?" demanded Elaine. He handed it to her, and she read: As the lawful wife and widow of Taylor Dodge I demand my son's rights and my own. MRS. TAYLOR DODGE. Elaine gasped at it "She--my father's wife!" she ex­ claimed. "What effrontery! What does she mean?" Bennett hesitated. "Tell me," Elaine cried. "Is there- can there be anything in it? No--no- there isn't" Bennett Bpofce in a low tone. '1 have heard a whisper of some scan­ dal or other connected with your teth­ er--but--" He paused. Elaine was first shocked, then indig­ nant "Why--such a thing is absurd. Show the woman In!" "No--please--Miss Dodge. Let me deal with her." By this time Elaine was furious. "Yes--I will see her." She pressed the button on Bennett's desk, and Milton responded. "Milton, show the--the woman in," she ordered, "and that boy, too." As Milton turned to crook his finger at "Weepy Mary," she nodded surrep­ titiously and dug her fingers sharply into "son's" ribs. "Yell--you little fool--yell," she whispered. Obedient to his "mother's" com­ mands, and much to Milton's disgust, the boy started to cry in close imita­ tion of his elder., . Elaine was still holding the, paper in her hands when they entered. "What does all this mean?" she de­ manded. "Weepy Mary," between sobs, man­ aged to blurt out, "You are Miss Elaine Dodge, aren't you? Well, it "son," had arrived at the littlq tumble­ down station and had taken the only vehicle in sight, a very ancient car­ riage. It ambled along until, at last, It pulled up before the vestry room door of the church, just as the bogus min­ ister was finishing his transformation from a frank crook. Clutching Hand was giving him his final instructions. Elaine and the others alighted and approached the church, while the ant cient vehicle rattled away. "They're coming!" whispered the crook, peering cautiously out of the window. Clutching Hand moved silently and snakelike into the closet and shut the door. "How do you do, Doctor Carton?" greeted "Weepy Mary." I guess you don't remember me." The clerical gentleman looked at her fixedly a moment. "Remember you?" he repeated. "Of course, my dear. I remember every­ one I marry." "And you remember to whom you married me?" "Perfectly. To an older man--a Tay­ lor Dodge." Elaine was overcome. "Won't you step in?" he said suavely. "Your friend here doesn't seem well." They all entered. "And you--you say--'you married this--this woman to Taylor Dodge?" queried Elaine, tensely. The bogus minister seemed to be very fatherly. "Yes," he asserted, "I certainly did so." "Have you the record?" asked Elaine, fighting to the last "Why, yes. I can show you the record." He moved over to the closet "Come over here," he asked. He opened the door. Elaine screamed and drew back. There stood her arch enemy, the Clutching Hand himself. As he stepped forth, she turned wild­ ly, to run--anywhere. But strong arms seized her and forced her Into a chair. She looked at the woman and the minister. It was a plot! "A moment Clutching Hand looked Elaine over. "Put the others out," he ordered the other crook. "Now, my pretty dear," began the Clutching Hand as the lock turned in the vestry door, "we shall be joined There Stood Her Arch Enemy, the Clutching Hand. means that your father married me when I was only seventeen and this boy is our son--your half-brother." "No--never," cried Elaine vehem­ ently, unable to restrain her disgust. "Weepy Mary" smiled cynically. "Come with me and I will show you the church records and the minister who married us." "You will?" repeated Elaine defiant­ ly. "Well, I'll just do as you ask. Mr. Bennett shall go with me." "No, no, Miss Dodge--don't go. Leave the matter to me," urged Ben­ nett. "I will take care of her. Be­ sides, I must be in court in twenty minutes." Elaine paused, but she was thor­ oughly aroused. "Then I will go with her myself," she cried defiantly. In spite of every objection that Ben­ nett made, "Weepy Mary," her son and Elaine went out to call a taxicab to take them to the railroad station where they could catch a train to the little town where the woman asserted she had been married. Meanwhile, before a little country church in the town, a closed automo­ bile had drawn up. As the door opened a figure, humped up and masked, alighted. It was the Clutching Hand. The car had scarcely pulled away when he gave a long rap, followed by two short taps, at the door of the vestry, a secret code, evidently. Inside the vestry room a man well dreBsed, but with a very sinister face, heard the knock and a second later opened the door. "What--not ready yet?" growled the Clutching Hand. "Quick--now--get on those clothes. I heard the train whis­ tle as I came in the car. In which closet does the minister keep them?" The crook, without a word, went to a closet and took out a suit of clothes of ministerial cut. Then he hastily put them on, adding some"side-whisk­ ers, which he had brought with him. At about the same time Elaine, ac­ companied by "Weepy Mary" and her shortly by your friend, Craig Kennedy, and," he added with a leer, "I thinx your rather insistent search for a certain person will cease." Elaine drew back in the chair, horri­ fied at the implied threat. Clutching Hand laughed diabolically. While these astounding events were transpiring in the little chtwch, Ken­ nedy and I had been tearing across the country in his big car, following the directions of our fair friend. We stopped at last before n pros­ perous, attractive-looking houje and entered a very prettily furnisLed, but small parlor. > Heavy portiewts hung over the doorway into the Kail, over another into a back room and over the bay windows. "Won't you sit down a moment?" coaxed Gertie. "I'm quite* blown to pieces after that ride. iiy, how you drive!" As she pulled aside the hall por­ tieres, three men wiiii guns thrust their hands out I turned. Two oth­ ers had stepped from the back room and two more from the bay window. We were surrounded. Seven guns were aimed as us with deadly preel sion. "Gentlemen," he said quietly. "I suspected some such thing. "I have here a small box of fulminate of mer­ cury. If I drop it, this building and the entire vicinity will be blown to atoms. Go ahead--shoot!" he*addfed. nonchalantly. The seven of them drew back rath­ er hurriedly. Kennedy was a dangerous prisoner. He calmly sat down in an arm chair, leaning back as he carefully balanced the deadly little box of ful­ minate of mercury on his knee. Gertie ran from the room. For a moment they looked at each other, undecided. Then, one by one, they stepped away from Kennedy to­ ward the door. The leader was the last to go. He had scarcely taken a step. . . "Stop!" ordered Kennedy. The crook did so. As Craig moved toward him, ha waited, «c>U! iwtst breaking out on his faee. "Say," he whined, "you let "me he!" It was ineffectual. Kennedy, smil­ ing confidently, came closer, still hold­ ing the deadly little box, balanced be­ tween two fingers. • He took the crook's gun and dropped It into his pocket. "Sit down!" ordered Craig. j Outside, the other six parleyed to hoarse whispers. One raised a gun, but the woman and the others re­ strained him and fled. "Take me to your mailer!w de­ manded Kennedy. The crook remained silent "Where is he?" repeated Craig. "Tell me!" Still the man remained silent Craig looked the fellow over again. Then, still with that confident smile, he reached into his Inside pocket and drew forth the tube I had seen him place there. "No matter how much you accuse me," added Craig casually, "no one will ever take the word of a crook that a reputable scientist like me would do what I am about to do." He had taken out his penknife and opened it. Then he beckoned to me. "Bare his arm and hold his wrist, Walter," he said. Craig bent down with the knife and the tube, then paused a moment and turned to tube so that we could see It On the label were the ominous words: Germ Culture 6248A Bacillus Leprae (Leprosy) Calmly he took the knife and proP ceeded to make an incision in the man's arm. The crook's feelings un­ derwent a terrific struggle. "No--no--no--don't," he implored. "I will take you to the Clutching Hand--even if he kills me!" Kennedy stepped back, replacing the tube in his pocket. "Very well, go ahead!" he agreed. We followed the- crook, Craig still holding the deadly box of fulminate of mercury carefully balanced so that if anyone shot him from a hiding place it would drop. No sooner had we gone than Gertie hurried to the nearest telephone to inform the Cluching Hand of our escape. Elaine had sunk back into the chair as the telephone rang. Clutching Hand answered It. A moment later, in uncontrollable fury he hurled the instrument to the floor. "Here--we've got to act quickly-- that devil has escaped again," he hissed. "We must get her away. You keep her here. I'll be back--right away--with a car." He dashed madly from the church, pulling off his mask as he gained the street. Kennedy had forced the crook ahead of us into the car which was waiting, and I followed, takiftg the wheel this time. "Which way, now--quick!" demand­ ed Craig. "And if you get me in wrong--I've got that tube yet--you re­ member." Our crook started off with a whole burst of directions that rivaled the motor guide--"through the town, fol­ lowing trolley tracks. Jog right, Jog left under the railroad bridge, leaving trolley tracks; at the cemetery turn left, stopping at the old stone church." Is this it?" asked Craig incredu­ lously. "Yes--as I live," swore the crook in a cowed voice. He had gone to pieces. Kennedy jumped from the machine. "Here, take this gun, Walter," he said to me. "Don't take your eyes off the fellow--keep him covered." Craig walked around the church, out of sight, until he came to a small vestry window and looked in. There was Elaine, sitting in a chair, and near her stood an elderly-looking man in clerical garb, which to Craig's trained eye was quite evidently a dis­ guise. Elaine happened Just then to glance at the window and her eyes grew wide with astonishment at the sight of Craig. He made a hasty motion to her to make a dash for the door. She nodded quietly. With a glance at her guardian she suddenly made a rush. He was at her in a moment, pounc­ ing on her, catlike. Kennedy had seized an iron bar that lay beside the window where some workmen had been repairing the stone pavement, and with a blow shattered the glass and the sash. At the sound of the smashing glass the crook turned and with a mighty effort threw Elaine aside, drawing his revolver. As he raised it, Elaine sprang at him and frantically seized his wrist. Utterly merciless the man brought the butt of the gun down with full force on Elaine's head. Only her hat and hair saved her, but she sank un­ conscious. Then he turned at Craig and fired twice. One shot grazed Craig's hat, but the other struck him In the shoulder and Kennedy reeled. With a desperate effort he pulled himself toward her and leaped forward again, closing with the fellow and wrenching the gun from him before he could fire again. JuBt then the man broke away and made a dash for the door leading back into the church Itself, with Kennedy after him. Up he went into the choir loft and then into the belfry itself. There they came to sheer hand-to-hand struggle. Kennedy tripped on a loose board, and would have fallen backwards if he had not been able to recover himself just in time. The crook, desperate, leaped for the ladder leading farther «p Into the steeple. Kennedy fo'lowsd. Elaine had recovered consciousness almost immediately, and, hearing the commotion, stirred and started to rise and look about , From the churoh she could hear sounds of the struggle. She paused Just long enough to seise the crook's revolver lying on the floor. She hurried Into the church and up Into the belfry, thence up the ladder, whence the sounds came. The crook by this time had gained the outside of the steeple through an opening. Kennedy was in close pur­ suit On the top of the steeple was a great gilded cross, considerably larger than a man. As the crook clambered outside, he scaled the steeple, using a lightning rod and some projecting points to pull himself up, desperately. Kennedy followed unhesitatingly. There they were, struggling in dead­ ly combat, clinging to the gilded crosB. The first I knew of it was a horrified gasp from my own crook. I looked up FARMER'S WIFE TOO 1LLT0 WORK K Weak, Nervous Sufferer Restored to Healtb by Ly­ dia E. Pinkham's Veg­ etable Compound. •f:' . A M\i irriMM - - f * i*rtS^V(iQiy»VTi-|'rfi lfasota, Minn. -- "I am' gtad to say that Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound has done more for me than anything else, and I had the best physi­ cian here. I was se weak and nervous that I could not do my work and suf­ fered with pains low down in my right side for a year or more. I took Lydia £. Pinkham's Vege­ table Compound, and now I feel like a different person. 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"Uh-well, yo' honah," explained Brother Stimmerjohn, "de gen'leman come to muh house ant1 'gunter norate loud and coa's 'bout fou' dollahs, and _» "Oh, he had a hill, did he?" "Nussah! He never had no- bill when he come dar--he des had a com­ mon, ev'yday nose. But--uh-yaw! haw! haw! haw!--yo* ortuh seed It when he left; sahhah, yo' dess ortuh seed it!"-- Kansas City Star. Just Then I 8aw a Woman's Face Tense With Horror; It Was Elaine. carefully, fearing it was a stall to get me off my guard. There were Kennedy and the other crook, struggling, swaying back and forth, between life and death. There was nothing I could do. Kennedy was clinging to a light­ ning rod on the cross. It broke. I gasped as Craig reeled back. But he managed to catch hold of the rod farther down and cling to it The crook began to exuft diaboli­ cally. Holding with both hands to the crops he let himself out to his full letigth and Btamped on Kennedy's fin­ ders, trying every way to dislodge him. It was all Kennedy could do to keep his hold. • I cried out In agony at the sight, for he had dislodged one o£ Craif's hands. The other could not hold much longer. He was about to fall. Just then I saw a face at the little window opening out from the ladder to the outside of the Steepler* worn an's face, tense with horror. It was Elaine! Quickly a hand followed, rod in It was a revolver. Just as the crook was about tp dis­ lodge Kennedy's other hand I saw a flash and puff of smoke, and a second later heard a report--and another--> and another. Horrors! j The crook who had taken refuge seemed to stagger back, wildly, taking a couple of steps in the thin air. Kennedy regained his hold. With a sickening thud the body of the crook landed on the ground around the corner of the church from me. "Come--you!" I ground out, cover­ ing my own crook with the pistol, "and If you attempt a getaway I'll kill yon, too!" He followed, trembling, unnerved. We bent over the man. It seemed that every bone in his body must be broken. He groaned, and before I could even attempt anything for hi®. Was dead. * As Kennedy let himself slowly as*d painfully down the lightning rod, Elaine seized him and, with all her strength, pulled him through the win­ dow. He was quite weak now from loss of blood. "Are you--all right?" she gasped, as they reached the foot of the ladder in the belfry. Craig looked down at his torn and soiled clothes. Then7 in spite of the smarting pain of his wounds, h4 smiled, "Yes--all right!" "Thank Heaven!" she munsiiired feiv vently, trying to stanch the flow pf blood. "This time--it was you--saved me! he cried, "Elaine!" Involuntarily his arms sought here-- and he held her a moment, looking deep into her wonderful eyeB. Then their faces came slowly to­ gether in their first kiss. (TO BE CONTINUED.) f This Will Interest Mothers. 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