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pfff^ JJj.V „ ,1'''',' ' V ! ' ' * t, ' ,. TU g • ALYOOMA NOVfiMBM 4, 1029 THE MAN FKOM MOROCCO By EDGAR WALLACE. Copyright, 1925, by The Chicago Dally News Co. CHAPTER. XlVJtll. MUTINY. The voyage passed without event until the morning of the day they reached Cadiz. Something aroused Joan from deepest sleep to most complete wakefulness. There was no sound but the sough of wind and sea, and the peculiar monotony of the "creak- creak" at intervals, which Is a ship's own noise. The gray light showed against the porthole and faintly Illuminated the cabin. Sitting up In bed, she looked around. A movement by the door attracted her attention; It was slowly closing, and, Jumping to the floor, she ran and pulled it open. She caught a glimpse of a big figure disappearing in the gloom of the alleyway, and Lhen a strange thing happened. He had almost reached the end of the narrow passage when something rose from under his feet and tripped him. Even amidst the sea noises she heard the thud as he struck the hard deck. He was on his feet In an Instant, and then, for some reason, he fell again. Straining her eyes, Joan saw a man stand over him and pull him upright. In another instant they were out of sight. She locked her door and went, back to bed, but not to sleep. It may have been an accident; It may have been that one of the crew was a thief—few crews, even a yacht's crew, but may include one of those pests of the sea. Perhaps the thief had been detected by a watchful quartermaster, and that was the explanation of the little fight she had witnessed. She did not wish to worry her father, but as soon as she was up and dressed, she went .in search of the chief steward and reported what had happened. He was genuinely concerned. 1 "I don't know who It could have been, miss, The watch were on deck, scrubbing . down, at daybreak, and there's a night steward on duty in the alleyway. . "What was the man like?" "As far as ,1 could see, he wore a white singlet and a pair of blue trousers." "Was he tall pr short?" "He was very big," she said, "and the man passed the crew under review." "I'll speak to the chief officer," he said. "I don't want to make any trouble." "Your ladyship will probably make more trouble if you don't report this," he retorted. Lord Creith, who generally found the most comfortable explanation, suggested that she had been dreaming—a suggestion which she indignantly rejected. horror that in his hand he carried a. huge hammer. "Down the companion, quick!" cried Lord Creith, and she obeyed. As she flew down the ladder she saw over her shoulder the high, white sail of the bow rising sheer above the ship's side, and heard the jabber of excited guttural voices. "Run along the alleyway Into my cabin," cried Lord Creith. She sat panting on the sofa while her father shot the bolt in the door. He opened his bag and made a search. "My revolver Is gone," he said. "What Is wrong?" she asked. She was calm now. "It looks precious like mutiny," said his lordship grimly. She heard a patter of feet on the deck above, and again a bable of talk. "They've boarded us from the dhow," said her father 'quietly/ and the sound of somebody swearing softly came to them from the next cabin. "Is anybody there?" Lord Creith called. The partition dividing the cabins did not extend to the upper deck, and a space of three or four inches made cdn- versatlon possible. It was the wounded officer, they discovered. No bones were broken, he told them, but he was In considerable pain. "Have you any kind of firearm on your side?" he asked anxiously. Lord Creith had to confess sadly th,at he was unarmed* • "What has happened?" he asked. "I don't know," was the reply, "Most of the crew are ashore. The captain and the first and second officers have gone to collect some packing cases." / , "How many of the crew are left oh the ship?" There was a silence as the officer calculated, and' then: "Six, Including the steward. Ohe deckhand, two chefs, and a cook's mate, and of course, the Moor we took on at Southampton. He is the fellow who bowled me over. I thing they must have got the deckhands, and the chef wouldn't fight. That leaves us with the cook's mate." He laughed bitterly. "And the cook's mate is going to have a bad time," he said after a pause. "He beat up the Moor a few days ago. I only heard about It in the early watch. You remember your daughter complained—she is with you, I'suppose?" "Yes," said Lord Creith. "Wat it the Moor who opened her door?" "That's the man. I suppose he was looking for loose guns," said the officer. "The cook's mate happened to be on duty and saw the fellow, and .there was trouble. And there's worse trouble ahead—here they come." Then, my dear," he said, "probably There was a patter of bare feet in tho man was walking in his sleep, the alleyway, and somebody hammered You _ should have locked your cabin on the cabin door. "You come out, you not be hurt, mister," said a husky voice. Lord Creith made no reply. Crash! The door shivered,under the blow, but It was obvious that the narrow alleyway did not give sufficient play to the hammer, for the lock, remained intact. Again the blow fell, and a, long crack appeared in one of the panels of the door. door." She spent two full and delightful days at Cadiz, that city of languid, beautiful women and unshaven men; drove out to Jerez to see the wine pressed, and learned—though she had a dim idea that she had already learned this at school—that Jerez had been corrupted into English as "sherry" and had given its name to a wine. The bad weather had passed; the sky was a delightful blue, arid if the wind that blew down from the sierras had a nip that made the men of Cadiz wear their high-collared blue cloaks, it was to the girl a tonio and a stimulant. They left Cadiz at midnight on the third day, and at daybreak the stopping of the engines woke her. She heard the rattle of a hawser and a splash as the anchor fell into the water, and looking out of her porthole saw a twinkle of lights near at hand. It waa her first glimpse of Africa, and the mystery and wonder of it thrilled her. In daylight much of the encampment was gone. She saw a straggle of white houses fringing .a .lemon-colored, beach; beyond, the blue of hills. In, the cold, cheerless light of morning the mystery had gone. She shivered. The stewardess came in answer t.o her ring of the bell. "Where are we?" she asked. "At Suba, a little coast village." ' At that moment a lowered coat came into view through the porthole and disappeared. She heard the splash of it as it struck the water. "The crew are going ashore to bring out some cases of curios that Mr. Hamon wishes to be brought home," explained the stewardess, and through the porthole Joan watched the boat draw away. Lord Creith knocked at the door at that moment and came in in his dressing gown. "This ia Suba," he explained unnecessarily. "Put your coat on and come up on deck, Joan." She slipped into her fur coat and followed him up the companion-way. Except for one sailor, the deck, was deserted. On the bridge was a solitary officer, leaning over the bridge and rein- Lord Creith looked around helplessly. "There is no kind of weapon here," he said in a low voice to the girl. "Even my wretched razor is a safely!" He looked at the porthole.. "Do you think you could squeeze through that?" She shook her head. "I won't leave you, daddy," she said, and he patted her shoulder. "I don't think you could get through," Crack! Bang! The panel broke, but it was not the sound of its smashing they heard. Outside in the alleyway there was a quick scurry of feet, a shot, was fired, and another. . Then, from the other end of the alleyway came three' shots in quick succession. Somebody fell heavily against the, wall with a hideous howl, and then there was a momentary silence. "What was that?" It was the officer's voice from the next cabin. : "I thing it was somebody shooting," said Lord Creith. He peered through the splintered panel. The man/on the floor was still howling dismally, but there was no other sound. "Look, daddy 1" cried the girl, excitedly. "The boat Is returning." She pointed through the porthole, and over her shoulder he saw the two boats rowing furiously toward the yacht. And now in the alleyway pandemonium broke out. Again came the rush of feet and the deafening staccato of the automatic. "Who is it? It must be one of the deckhands. Where did he get his gun?" The questions were fired across the OttI* BOAKD1NG HOUSE By A HERN VOL! OF us -TO i-r UP -to A SPAv/Iki Ukl5 MACARONI PARLOR SOFA ROVAL. -TO -rAv<e CUMBERSOME CARUV i-f UP -To Trie AY-TIG ©ID29. DY NE» SERVICE, INC. Crossword Puzzle HORIZONTAL I Plaited collar. 5 Kindled. 8 Tense. 12 Toward sen. 13 Wrath. 14 Above. 15 Confined. 10 Soft broom. 17 In a high degree. 18 Donkey-like. 21 Voter's ticket. 24 To tnunt. 28 Sheep. 20 Neither. itO To stop. US To punish. ;{5 Prefigured, 157 Musical work. 40 Self. 41 An image. 45 Overthrow. 40 Demand of payment. 47 Stick. 48 To liberate. 40 To observe. SO Onk. VERTICAL 1 Kitock. 2 To Inuro. 3 Moor. 4 Deadly. 5 Boundary. 0 Metal. 7 Lukewarm. 8 Vagrant. SATUUDAY'S ANSWERS 0 Hail! 10 By. I 11.To attempt. 10 Compact. 20 Audacity. 21 Cot. 22 Reverence. 23 To rent, 25 Hotel. 20 Setter. . 27 Before. 31 Passage between scats, 32 Requires. 33 To expiate. 34 Decree. 30 Chill. 37 Away from. 88 Nominal value. 80 Rubber tree 42 Vehicle. 43 Unit. 44 Born. terest. "There aren't many people left on. the ship," she said, glancing round. Lord Creith looked up at the clouds with a nautical eye. "A man and a boy could navigate this ship on a day like this," he said. "There is no wind." And then, looking across to the port side, he saw a tall, white, billowing sail, moving slowly toward them, "There is wind enough," she smiled, "Arent they coming rather close?" "Bless you, no!" said hia lordahip cheerfully. "These fellows can handle a boat better than any Europeans. Moors are born seamen, and by the cut of his sail, I should thing it is a Moorish craft. This coast is the home of the Barbary pirates." She glanced nervously round at the approaching sail, but he went on, oblivious to the impression he was creating. "For hundreds of yeara they levied a tax,on every ship that passed. Why, the word 'tariff' comes from Tarifa, a little village on the other side of the Straits—" He stopped as the girl turned quickly. They had both heard that deep "Oh" of pain. "What was that? asked Lord Creath. "It sounded like somebody hurt." There was nobody in sight, and he went forward to the bridge. As he did so, a big man crept up the companion ladder, and Joan immediately recognized the figure she had seen in the alleyway. Barefooted, the man approached the unconscious officer leaning over the taffrail. "Look out!" yelled Lord Creith. The officer spun round and the blow just missed his head, but caught him on the shoulder and he fell with a cry i>£ pain. In another Instant the b,ig man had turned, and the girl saw with "Klutch" Holds False Teeth Tight "Klutch" forms a comfort cushion, lolds the plato so snug it can't rock. irop, chafe or "be played with." You can eat and speak as well as you did with your own teeth. A 50c box gives three months of unbelievable comfort. At all druggists.—Adv. V- Ho. 9 Ca«t Iron Cake Griddles 70c Regular Price $1.10 DOUGHERTY HWD. STORES nth Ave. and llth St. 7th Ave. and 7th St. was too intent upon the struggle outside. The firing had ceased, but the screaming fury of the fighters went on. Presently there was an exultant yell and somebody was dragged along the alleyway. "They've got him," said Lord Creath, a little hoarsely. "I wonder who he is." Then, as the leader of the mob came parallel with the door, a voice hailed them in English. ' "Don't open your door until the crew come aboard. They are returning." The girl stood petrified at the sound of the voice and pushing her father aside she stopped to peer through the broken panel. She saw a man struggling in the hands" of his white-robed captors; a tall man in the soiled white garb of a cook. It waa Jim Morelake! CHAPTER XIJtX. THE MAN ON THE BEACH. Joan screamed' and tugged at the door. "The key, the key, father!" she said wildly. "It ia Jim." But he dragged her. "My dear, you're not going to help Jim Morlake or youraelf by putting yourself in the hands of these beasts," he said, and presently her struggles ceased and she 1 hung heavily in his rms. He laid her on the settee and ran to the porthole. The boats were nearing the yacht, and he could see, by the attitude of the captain, who stood in j stern, revolver in hand, that news of the mutiny had reached him. There was no noise from the alleyway nor overhead on the deck; only the wliln- nlng of the wounded man outside the door broke the complete stillness. In another minute they heard the boats bump against the side of the ship, and the rattle of booted feet above them. And then came the captain's voice. • "Is anybody here?" he called. Lord Creith unlocked the cabin door and stepped out over the prostrate flg- :re. "Thank God you're safe!" said Capt. Green fervently.' "The young lady—ia she all right?" Joan had recovered and though she Jiy without movement, she was conscious. Then, realizing that Rhe alone knew the secret of the "cook's" identity, she stagg .-ed to her feet. "Jim I They have taken Jim!" she said wildly. "Your cook." Lord Creith supplied the startling information. "My cook?" said the puzzled captain and then a light dawned on him. "You mean the assistant cook—the man I took on at Southampton? Is he the fellow who did this?" He looked down at ,the motionless figure in the alleyway. "If they have taken him he la on the dhow," said tho ca.ptaln, "It pushed off as we came on board." He 'ran up the deck and the girl did her best to imitate his alacrity, but her limbs were shaking and she was curiously weak. The dhow was already a dozen yards from the ship, and was heeling over under the fresh land breeze, her big leg-o'-muttpn sail filling. "Are you sure they've taken him on board?" asked the captain. "Ho may' be among' the " He did not finish the sentence. • One of the crew was dead, another so badly injured that his life was despaired ' of and search parties were sent to discover other casualties, but no sign of Jim was reported. "We can overtake them," aaid Lord Creith and the captain nodded. "I'll get up anchor, but it ia by no means certain we can do much unless they are fools enough to keep to the W Majestic Radio Sold by THE J. K. Sl'KNCK KLECTHIt) STOHE Authorized Dealers 1310 IMh Ave. • UliU 41B1 Be A Winner! $300 in Cash Prizes Tomlinson Motor Co. 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I don't suppose h'e'll come to much harm. If they thought he was a man of substance they would hold him to ransom. As it is, he'll probably be fairly well treated. The Moor Isn't particularly vindictive to the enemies he takes in fair fight." The wind had freshened and was blowing strongly when the yacht's bow turned in pursuit of the Moorish craft, but by this time It was rounding tho promontor ythat ran out • to sea for floor* Cold In Head, Chest or Throat? R JB Musterolc well into your chest and throat — almost instantly you feel easier. Repeal: the Musterolc-rub once an how for five hours .. . •what a glorious rclicfl Those good old-faohionc'd cold remedies—oil of mustard, menthol, camphor —are mixed with other valuable ingredients in Musterole. It penetrates and stimulates blood circulation and helps to draw out infection and pain. Used by millions for 20 years. Recommended by many doctors and nurses. Keep Musterole handy- jars, tubes. All druggists. 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Green, valching the boat through his glasses, 'and there goes my cook 1" The girl almost snatched tho binoculars from his and focused them on tho beach. Her hand trnmbled so v'olently that all sho saw was a blur of white figures and yellow sand, but >roscntly she mastered her emotion md hold the glasses upon the tall rlark form that walked leisurely up the beach. "That is he," she whispered. "Oh, Jim, Jim!" "Do you know him?" •She nodded. "Then there Is no need for me to >rclond ignorance," said tho captain, 'and I will ask you to keep this mater from my owners. Capt. Morliiko md I are old acquaintances. I knew ilm when ho was at Tangier. He name to me in a great hurry on thn Trlday night before we sailed and icggcd me to ship on board tho yacht is an extra hand. Knowing that ho a always been mixed up in queer adventures—lio was nn Intelligence of- Iccr and may be still, for all I know— I took him on as cook. Ho warned mo of what would happen, and, like fool, I thought ho was romancing." "He warned you of this attack?" said Lord Creith in astonishment. 'How could ho know?" Tho captain shook his head. "That I can't tell you, but he did enow, though I imagine ho wasn't sure where the attempt would be made, because he said nothing before I went ishore to pick up those darned j-ack- ng cases—which wore not there!" The destroyer was now visible to tho naked eye. "Sho Is useless to us," said the captain, shaking his head. "Before she can land a party these fellows will be well away into the desert." He bit his ip thoughtfully., "They won't hurt Japt.' Morlake. He speaks the language and there is hardly a big man n Morocco who doesn't know him. I should imagine that at this moment .he captain of the dhow is scared to death to find who is his prisoner." Ho focused his glasses again. "Two Europeans!" he gasped. "What other man have they taken?" "Do you enow Johnson?" Ho turned to his second officer. "I've been looking at him and I can't make him out," ho said. Ho studied his telescope against a stanchion and looked again. ~*o is certainly a European, and ho is certainly not a sailor. He is wearing a civilian overcoat," brought the telescope to bear up6rt trie figure that was Balking with the *hfte-gowhed Moor. Jim had disappeared over the crest of a sand hill and these two walked alone, the Moor gesticulating, the other emphasizing 1 some point with his clenched fist. "May I look?" Assisted by tho officer, the girl She shook her head. 'I don't know him," flhe said. no r expected I would." It was a humiliating confession for her to mpke, did she but know it, for she had once boasted that she would know Ralph Hamon anywhere and in any garb! And It wns Ralph Hamon who strode angrily side by side with the master of the dhow. 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There are three possible solutions of the mystery, according to police. Tha shots may have been fired by bandits by a partly demented man living in the region or by political enemies.

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