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Full Title	Chicago Ledger, v. XLV, no. 18, Saturday, May 5, 1917, [copy 3].
Contributor	Bateman, E. W.
Date Added	25 June 2019
Format	Newspaper
Language	English
Publish Date	1917-05-05
Publisher	Chicago, Ill. : W. D. Boyce Company
Source	Dime Novel and Popular Literature
Alternate Title	The war secret; or, Beyond frozen seas / by E. W. Bateman. Beyond frozen seas.
Topic	Popular literature > Specimens. Story papers > Specimens. World War, 1914-1918 > Fiction.
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OCR 1 l l ma... 1 3 ; , 1. iii i f 3 o 3‘ 2 . dt 4 CHICAGO. lLL.. SATURDAY. MAY 5. 1917. [Copyright l9l7Vby W. D. Boyce Co.] CHAPTER L ‘ AD one been passing a cer- r tain well-kept house in an ' old residence section of London during the early ‘ days of the great war set all England in turmoil, he would have n gazing from its front ‘ window, on one August afternoon. a stal- wart young man in the early twenties. ‘ "A likely youngster," he would have thought. "Young English nohleman, no doubt, thinking o! doing his bit." that he would have been mistaken. Richard Ka maik. young, handsome and which had broken tell upon Kain-iaik's head solely. In school he had been a noted athlete. lted from a had never forgiven the 1 “slow it had received. He had lived for X "N. 7 . . heyond Frozen $eas By E. W. three long years an expatriate: lived in every crime. suffered many man-making experiences in trying to target he was practically a fugitive. but innocent of any Cl‘ 7112. Soft lights played over lt'almaik's sit- ting-monl as he stood by the window (ll‘E.’ll'l'l'lllg idly of the golden Virginia summer of his old home. His longing for that day had been sad and had son- ened him. his valet soon attested when he summoned him or supper. Be- lng African in truth. and Virginia-raised. Rufus Johnson. valet extraordinary, was likewise 2!. weather barometer of the Kal- lt Rufus scurried. the decorous English servants kept out ght. t the household breathed freely and went its “a “C‘ap‘n. you she better come Kit YO’ dinner.“ admonished Rule. with the free- dom oi the American .-errant. "lt'a git- dt. I ‘rises Bateman tin‘ col’. en bersides, you gwine to 'dress dat Jography sassiety ‘buut nine o'cltyek." Kalmaik looked up with a smile at Rufus. who had been as is often the case with Southerners, his boyhood play- mate. “I was lust thinking, Rufe. how the bass would be biting in old Talmage Lake on a. da ke this one has been." Rufe himself looked glum at this. '‘.Yes' de same, n, we ain't there, en yo‘ supper ain't hardly iitten ter ea when it's hot. wid dat Frenchie cookin' on to come right now." Xvithout interest Kalnlaik (allowed the advice. and then dressed for a lecture. He remembered in a dull sort of way he had promised to address the Geograph- ical Society upon the tormationa he had found in the southern Andes Mountains. lie ordered his motor car. and was soon dashing thru the streets of the n great English city on the way to the modest hall where the famous bod)’ was to meet an hear him lecture. lie was nearing the place when he suddenly tel’, his car swerve sharply, crash into some. thing and then stop. There had been a slight accident. his chauffeur evplained in a moment. on account of the slippery pavement. The tire in front had been ripped on the curb. Would monsl ‘ll' wait in the car or walk about tor on -‘n minutes or so’! Kali-naik chose the latter. for -he had been in the house for the greater part of the day. There was a small but well- liizhted public park near. and he strode‘ on‘ in that direction, thinking to take ‘ walk over its winding paths. was near the entrance. when his eye fell‘ idfy upon one or the old type of -nglish houses near. a builder was mildly studied its queer lines and overhanging upper story for a moment. lie noted vaguely that only one light in the en- tire building burn one in that sec- ond story which had looked so quaint. Then, as he looked, it was suddenly snuffed out, and the air was torn by a. woman‘: scream! Just once that cry came, but it seemed to split the night air like the call or a trumpet. Kalmaik. startled. looked up I) ‘x &K