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Full Title	Chicago Ledger, v. XLIII, no. 13, Saturday, March 27, 1915.
Contributor	James, Marquis.
Date Added	7 May 2019
Format	Newspaper
Language	English
Publish Date	1915-03-27
Publisher	Chicago, Ill. : W. D. Boyce Company
Source	Dime Novel and Popular Literature
Alternate Title	America's secret war; or, International intrigue / by Marquis James. International intrigue
Topic	Popular literature > Specimens. Story papers > Specimens.
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Disclaimers	Disclaimer of Liability Disclaimer of Endorsement

OCR CHICAGO. ILL., SATURDAY, MARCH 27, 1915. SINGLE COPIES 5 CENTS s y%.oar,e:iNfImERNAyTi0iNAL HNTREGUE I'll - B3’ Maro;;t21is- Jiamesl [Coilyright 1215 by W. D.-Boyce col; CHAPTEI1 1. ‘ ,. A voice m"rnr: .rvNeLi2. &rCu HE night was of that heavy, pungent blackness kno only he se at lie‘ south,in the Pacidcy. The; . storm, which. in reat flashes, cut luminous vents -. in the dark. lashed the ,. ' waters of the sea to wild- ness, the waves far up against the wall of a., rugged coral clirr. . Thunder. wind and the cean roared about the island; desolation and fury‘ conspired to piaint a masterpiece of chaos. A chain at lightning tumbled from the And while the cunnonade of thun- selt at the very top of the eminence. its ghostiyiight the jagged contour of the promontory stood silhouetted agiiinst the black backzruunvl or angry sky. The picture endured but an instant. Ari instant sumo-4- Unveiled upon Ihe yer)’ brink of the Dretip-ice was the lone tig- ure of a i ' [lash revealed his countenance. lie was white. The biill or lire spun like a pinwheel. Then he skies broke. The ll of tire, like ll iant Rnmiin candle. i-ent.ltseli'. and flashed sizzling down in am .rain and lightning ceased, and the wind, 8 s it sensitive in harmony, raced away across the Pacific,‘ and lett only stillness and darknessin its wa e. eisland was a patch or raven veivet‘in a night of ebony. in in sea of blackness. - t-om atop the cliff where the man ght light winked 0UC.'Bl'ld like some will-o‘-the-wisp, began a zig- zag course toward the base or the prom- ontory. e light reached t e bottom or the precipice on the side opposite the sea. liaving gained the beach. the man took XL compass trom his ocket and trained his electric llashllght upon its lace. lie calculated his whereabouts for a moment, and then strode offaoross the sandy seashore trom out o h th coral cliff rose sheer and straight like some great monument. lie plunged forth- with into the thickness of the tropical undergrowth which began steering by the compass. the white man hurried along with the hasty yet uncer- tain stop or one who has a dire objec- tive point, but is unsure of his course. But the straight. comtiact figure, clad in the white linens of the tropics, and moving with a certain definite precision or stop that instinctively suggested mili- its doubtful ny throu h the labyrinth of tangled jungle. Suddenly the jungle ended with startling nhruptncss; In the (‘enter at the cleared space there who a. hut or grass and junkie growth, matted over a pole framework. A light - it-excvp - shone’ tram openfsiiavces fashioned in f ‘the manner of doors and windows. and tromginnumerabie crevices in the care- lessl)' wrought." walls. The babble of native voices. raised in songs of revelry, came from -wi The white 1 man, hastily extinguishing his lamp. slunk l:e-- hint] :1 tree on and Watched. the edge or the clearing He moved great caution about the entire circumrerence - at the cleared space. and peered into every window at the hut. lie favored all faces of those within with a strange. searching scrutiny. ‘ ' he scene in the hut was as he desired one startling exception. The white man peered more closely assure himself. in one corner of the habitation there was a ngure. altogether alien to the spectacle of revelry, about him. Apparently he ttie understood the jubilation of the natives or cared to undt-rslan . The stranger squatted on the -ilrt iloor apparently disregarded but t to everything that was going on. Though his skin was dark. like that of the natives. his features and clothes were not the name‘. It was hard for the white man to heilcve at first. But. the truth was forced upon him. This man was Japanese. - It was all very unusual. as prisoner. The Perhaps the white man vigilance or his guards, and then, he knew. the Jan was to be feared, The lone traveler left the clearing and took a fairly well he-wn road throustli the Jungle. which led toward the interior lie was certain of these things: That the whisky he had placed within reach of the imunls hail done its work: that de- spite the fact that his route had been cunriisoil. he h:ul not been seen by t revelers: ilospite the inexplicable presonce'oi‘ the Jiip, his project showed encuurrlgllig‘ signs or success: that,ho would soon be in San Francisco: that above nil, he was safe. for the time be- ing nt lcnst, V . :- to Notiiing’escnped his eager eyes.- But iirluor would relax the ' .I.soyyI‘[.5 ‘V .The white man was correct in some ol his surmlses. ’l‘lut in Ule‘liiSt one in >was not. e was far from sate? lie did -sliniting . darting from bo- and then another. .Was':1 light, agile iigui-e. It was the Joy - othe traveler imd seen in the hilt in the Jungle. The white man was followed. . lie consulted Watch in the iieht of his dark lantern, and. satlsfyinlr himself that he was :11. ready I1. sate distance from the reveleru of the jungle, e slackened his pace. a J then stopped dead in his truck ' low. distant .cry miuie its way through the heaivy. odorous air of the tropical night. .The white man held his Iyrmilh tocatch every sound. .li: might - ave of a Jungle but it wns neitheru Unmistakabiy it was ll hunmn voiceethe V0 0 a. woman. and one who spoke the accents of civilis- -ation. - . Wliiii? The voice of a woman! ‘The agitated soprano at an American Woman -in that desert lsnii, that savage land. that leper land! ' The white man rs-moved his toupee thxl he might catch every sour: and intent- ion or the mysterious voice. tliiit one sound the island was a as ll urath house. The crystal. stars shone down fi-om above him in this heathen part of the earth. even nature is domed mm the heavens them- selves are to biaspheme. "rinl peaceful, windowless skywvas-the hypo- rrite‘s cioitk that covered a region unsur- e universe for s danger: And it the mind of thd he believed, ye:-.4-ho wasvcertain. that .