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HEAKST'ta SUNDAY AMERICAN ATLANTA, OA.. SUNDAY. JULY 4, 1915,
THE ROMANCE OF ELAINE
A MOTION PICTURE DETECTIVE DRAMA PRESENTED BY
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the envelops of the letter which we had de
cided to send to Washington.
"Which way did they take him?" she asked,
looking all about, but discovering no trail.
She was plainly at a loss what course to
pursue.
“What would Craig do?” she asked herself.
out. “It’s all right,” said one of the men down
there, with a look of relief.
We now went down the perilous stairway
until we came to the cave.
''I’ve got a prisoner—orders of the Chief,”
growled one of my captors, thrusting me in
roughly.
CHARLES W. GODDARD Author #f ,Th * p * r "* of p,u ' ln *’
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The Submarine Harbor.
Copyright, i»ii, by too Star Company.
AM Foreign Rights Reserved.
I T was not long after the almost miraculous
escape of Elaine and myself from the
blowing up of the bridge on the shore road
that Del Mar returned from ht» mysterious
mission whloh had, apparently, taken him ac
tually down to the bottom of the sea.
The panel In the wall of his library opened,
and, In the still dripping submarine suit, hold
ing under his arm the weird helmet, Del Mar
entered. No sooner had he begun to remove
bis wet diving suit than the man who had sig
nalled with the heliograph that we had found
Del Mar's message from "below,” whatever
that might mean, entered the bouse and was
announced by the valet.
"Dot him come In Immediately," ordered
Del Mar, placing hla suit In a closet. Then to
the man, as he entered, he said, "Well, what's
new?”
“Quite a bit,” returned the man, frowning
still over Elaine's accidental discovery of the
under-water communication. "The Dodge girl
happened to pick up one of the tubes with a
message Just after you went down. I tried to
get her by blowing up the bridge, but It didn't
work, somehow."
"Well have to silence her.” remarked Del
Mar angrily with a sinister frown. "You stay
here and wait for orders."
A moment later he made his way down to a
private dock on his grounds and jumped aboard
a trim little speed boat moored there. He
started the motor and off the boat went,
feathered In a cloud of spray.
It was only a moment by water before he
reached the Dodge dock. There he tied his
boat and hurried up the dock
Elaine and 1 arrived home without any fur
ther experience after our hairbreadth escape
from the explosion at the bridge.
We were In doubt at first, however, Just what
to do about the mysterious message which we
-u picked up In the harbor.
'Really, Walter," remarked Elaine, after we
had considered the matter for some time, “I
think we ought to send that message to the
Government at Washington.”
Already she had seated herself at her desk
and began to write, while I examined the metal
tube and the note again
"There," she said at length, handing me the
note she had written, "how does that sound?"
I read It while she addressed the envelope.
'Very good.” I replied, handing It back.
She folded It and shoved It Into the euve
lope on which she had written:
Chief,
8ecret Service,
Washington, D. C.
I was studying the address, wondering
whether this was Just the thing to do, when
Elaine decided the matter by energetically
ringing the bell for Jennings.
"Post that, Jennings, please," she directed.
The butler bowed just as the doorbell rung
He turned to go.
"Just a minute." I interrupted. “I think per
haps I'd better mall It myself, after all."
He handed me the letter and went out
"Yes, Walter." agreed Elaine, ' that would be
better. Register It, too."
"How do you do?" greeted a suave voice.
It «a> Del Mar. As he passed me to speak
to Elaine, apparently by accident, he knocked
the letter from my hand.
‘‘I beg your pardon," he apologized, quickly
stooping and picking It up.
Though he managed to read the address, he
maintained his composure, and handed the
letter back to me. I started to go out, when
Elaine called to me.
"Excuse me Just a moment. Mr. Del Mar,"
she queried, aocompanyln* me out on the
porch.
Already a saddle horse had been brought
around for me
“Perhaps you'd better put a special delivery
stamp on It, too. Walter," she added, walking
along with me "And be very careful.”
"I win," I promised, as I rode off.
Del Mar, alone, seized the opportunity to go
over quietly to the telephone. It was the work
of only a moment to call up his bungalow
where the emissary who had placed the sub
marine bell was waiting for orders. Quickly
Del Mar whispered his instructions, which the
man took, and hung up the receiver.
“I hope you'll pardon me," said Elaine, en
tering Just as Del Mar left the telephone. “Mr.
Jameson was going Into town and 1 had a
number of little things I wanted him to do
Won’t you sit down?"
They chatted for a few moments, but Del
Mar did not stay very long. He excused him
self shortly and Elaine bade him good-by at the
door as he walked off, apparently, down the
road I had taken.
Del Mar’s emissary hurried from the bungs
low and almost ran down the road until he
came to a spot where two men were hiding.
"Jameson Is coming with a letter which the
Dodge girl has written to the Secret Service,"
he cried, pointing excitedly up the road.
"You’ve got to get It; see?”
I was cantering along nicely down the road
by the shore, when suddenly, from behind
some rocks and bushes, three men leaped out
at me. One of them seized the horse's bridle,
while the other two quickly dragged me out of
the saddle.
h was very unexpected, but I had time
enough to draw my gun and fire once. I hit
one of the men, too, in the arm, and he stag
gered back, the blood spurting all over the
road.
But before 1 could fire at the others they
knocked the gun from my hand. Frightened,
the horse turned and bolted, riderless.
Together, they dragged me ofT the road and
Into the thicket, where I was tied and gagged
and laid on the ground while one of thorn
bound up the wounded arm of the man I had
hit. It was not long before one of them be
gan searching me.
"Aha!” he growled, pulling the letter from
my pocket and looking at It with satisfaction.
"Here It Is.”
He tore the letter open, throwing the en
velope on the ground, and read it.
“There, confound you," he muttered. “The
Government '11 never get that Come on, men.
Bring him this way.”
He shoved the letter Into his pocket and led
the way through the underbrush, while the
others half dragged, half pushed me along.
We had not gone very far before oue of the
three men. who appeared to be the leader,
paused.
"Take him to the hang-out,’" he ordered
gruffly. "I’ll have to report to the chief."
He disappeared down toward the shore of
the harbor, while the others prodded me along.
Down near the Dodge dock, along the shore,
walked a man wearing a broad-brimmed hat
and a plain suit of duck. His prim collar and
tie compared well with his smoked glasses.
Instinctively one would have called him "pro
fessor," though whether naturalist, geologist
or plain "bugologlst” one would have had dif
ficulty In determining.
He seemed, as a matter of fact, to be a
naturalist, for he was engrossed In picking up
specimens. But he was not so much engrossed
as to fall to bear the approach of footsteps
down the gravel walk from Dodge Hall to the
dock. He looked up in time to see Del Mar
oomtng, and quietly slipped Into the shrubbery
up on the shore.
On the dock Del Mar stood for some minutes,
waiting. Finally, along the shore came an
other figure. It was the emissary to whom
Del Mar had telephoned and who had searched
mo. The naturalist drew back Into his hiding
place, peering out kneely.
"Well?" demanded Del Mar, "what lu<*|?"
“We’ve got him," returned the madSwlth
brief satisfaction. "Here’s the letter she- was
sending to the Secret Service."
Del Mar Helzed the note which the man
handed to him and read it eagerly. "Good,” he
exclaimed. “That would have put an end to
the whole operations about here. Come on.
Get Into the boat."
For Borne reason best known to himself, the
naturalist seemed to have lost all interest In
his specimens and to have a sudden curiosity
about Del Mar’s affairs. As the motor boat
sped off, he came slowly and cautiously out of
his hiding place and gazed fixedly at Del Mar.
No sooner had Del Mar’s boat got a little
distance out Into the harbor than the naturalist
hurried down the Dodge dock. There was tied
Elnlne’s own fast little runabout. He Jumped
Into It and started the engine, following quickly
In Del Mar's wake.
"Look," called the emissary to Del Mar, spy
ing the Dodge boat with the naturalist In It,
skimming rapidly after them.
Del Mar strained his eyes back through hts
glass at the pursuing boat. But the naturalist.
In spite of hla smoked glasses, seemed not to
have Impaired his eyesight by his studies. He
caught the glint of the sun on the lens at Del
Mar’s eye and dropped down Into the bottom
of his own- boat, where he was at least safe
from scrutiny, If his boat were not
Del Mar lowered his glass. "That's the
Dodge boat.” he said thoughtfully. "I don’t
like the looks of that fellow. Give her more
speed.”
Del Mar had not been gone long before
Elaine decided to take a ride herself. Bhe
ordered her horse around from the stables
while she donned her neat little riding habit.
A few minutes later, as the groom held the
horse, she mounted and rode away, choosing
the road by which I had gone, expecting to
meet mo on the return from town.
She was galloping along at a good clip when
suddenly her horse shied at something.
“Whoa, Buster," pacified Elaine.
But It was of no use. Buster still reared up.
"Why, what Is the matter?" she asked
"Wliat do you see?”
She looked down at the ground. There was
a spot of blood In the dust Buster was one
of those horses to whom the sight of blood is
terrifying.
Elaine pulled up beside the road. There
was a revolver lying In the grass. She dis
mounted and picked it up. No sooner had she
looked at It than she discovered the Initials
“W. J.” carved on the butt.
"Walter Jameson!" she exclaimed, realizing
suddenly that It was mine. "It's been fired,
too!”
Her eyes fell again on the blood spots.
'Blood and—footprints—Into the brush!" she
gasped In horror, following the trail, "What
could have happened to Walter?"
With the revolver Elaine followed where the
bushes were trampled down until she came to
the place where I had been bound. There she
spied some pieces of paper lying on the ground
and picked them up.
She put them together. They were pieces of
Finding no answer, she stood thinking a
moment, slowly tearing the envelope to pieces.
If she were to do anything at all, It must be
done quickly. Suddenly an Idea seemed to
occur to her. She threw the pieces of paper
Into the air and let them blow away. It was
unscientific detection, perhaps, but the wind
actually took them and carried them In the di
rection In which the men had forced me to
walk. *
"That’s It!" cried Elaine to herself. "I'll
follow that direction.”
Meanwhile the men had hurried me off along
a trail that led to the foot of a cliff. Then the
trail wound up the cliff. We climbed It until
we reached the top.
There in the rock was a rude stairway. I
drew back. But one man drew a gun and the
other preceded me d-own. Along the steep
stone steps cut In the face of the rock they
forced me.
Below, In a rift In the very wall of the cliff,
was a cave in which already were two more of
Del Mar s men, talking In low tones. In the dim
light.
As we made our way down the breakneck
stairway the foremost of my captors stepped
on a large flat rock. As he did eo It gave way
slightly under hla foot.
A light In the cave flashed np. Under the
rock was a secret electrio connection which
operated a lamp.
"Someone coming," muttered the two men, on
guard Instantly.
It was a somewhat precarious footing as we
descended, and for the moment I was more con
cerned for my safety from a fall than anything
else. Once my foot did slip, and a shower of
pebbles and small pieces of rocks started down
the face of the cliff.
As we passed down, the man behind me, still
keeping me oovered, raised the flat stone on the
top step. Carefully, he reset the connection of
the alarm rock, a series of metal points that
bent under the weight of a person and made a
contact which signalled down in the cavern
the approach of anyone who did not know the
secret
As he did so the light in the cavern went
They forced me into a comer where they tied
me again, hand and foot. Then they began de
bating in low, sinister tones, what was to be
done with me next. Once In a while I could
catch a word. Fear made my senses hyper
sensitive.
They were arguing whether they should make
away with me now or later!
Finally the leader rose. “It’s three to one,"
I heard him mutter. "He dies now.”
He turned and took a menacing step to
ward me.
"Hands up!”
'It was a shrill, firm voice that rang out at
the mouth of the cave as a figure cut off what
little light there was.
Elaine passed along, hunting for the trail.
Suddenly a shower of pebbleB came falling
down from a cliff above her. Some of them
hit her and she looked up quickly.
There she could see me being led along by
my captors. She hid In the brush and watched.
During all the operations of the descent of the
rock stairway and the resetting of the alarm,
she continued to watch, straining her eyes to
see what they were doing.
As we entered the cave she stepped out from
her concealment and looked sharply up at us,
as we dteapeared. Then she climbed the path
up the cliff until she came to the flight of
stone steps leading downward again.
Already she had seen the man behind me
doing something with the stone that formed
the top step. She stooped down and examined
the stone. Carefully she raised It and looked
underneath before stepping on It. There she
could see the electrio connection. She set
the stone aside and looked again down the
dangerous stairway.
It made her shudder. “I must get him,” she
murmured to herself. "Yes, I must. Even now
It may be too late.”
With a supreme effort of determination she
got herself together, drew my gun, which she
had picked up, and started down the cliff, step
ping noiselessly.
At last Elaine came to the cave. She stood
Just aside from the door, gun In hand, and lis
tened, aghast.
Inside she could hear voices of four men, and
they were arguing whether they would kill me
or not. It was four against one woman, but
she did not falter.
They had Just decided to make away with
me immediately, and the leader had turned to
ward me with the threat still on his lips. It
was now or never. Resolutely she took a stsp
forward and Into the cave.
"Hands up!” she demanded, firmly.
The thing was so unexpected In the security
of their secret biding place protected by the
rock alarm that before they knew It Elaine had
them all lined up against the wall.
Keeping them carefully covered, she moved
over toward me. She picked up a knife that
lay nearby and started to cut the ropes which
held me.
As she did so one of the men, with an oath,
leaped forward to rush her. But Elaine was
not to be caught off her guard. Instantly she
fired. The man staggered back and fell.
That cooled the ardor of the other three con
siderably, especially now as I was free, too.
While she held them up still, with their hands
in the air, I went through their pockets, taking
out their weapons.
Then, still keeping them covered, we backed
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out of the owe. Backward we made our way
up the dangerous flight of stepe again with
guns leveled at the cave entrance, Elaine going
up first.
Once a head stuck Itself out of the cave en
trance. I fired Instantly and It Jerked Itself
back again Juat In time. That was the only
trouble we had, apparently.
Cautiously and slowly we made our way
toward the top of the cliff.
One look backward from hli motorboat was
enough for Del Mar. He must evade that In
quisitive naturalist. He turned to his man.
"Oet out that apparatus," he ordered.
The man opened a locker and brought out
the curious submarine rescue helmet and suit.
Del Mar took them up and began to put the
suit on, stooping down In the shelter of the
boat so that his actions could not be seen by
the naturalist In the pursuing boat.
The naturalist was all this time peering
ahead keenly at Del Mar’s boat, trying to make
It out. He bent over and adjusted the engine
to get up more speed and the boat shot ahead
faster.
By this time Del Mar had put on the sub
marine apparatus, all except the helmet, and
was crouching low In the boat Hastily he
rolled a piece of canvas Into the semblance of
a body, put his coat and hat on it and set It on
the seat which he had occupied before.
Juat then Del Mar’s boat ran around the
promontory where Wu Fang had met the sub
marine that had brought Del Mar Into the
country and landed him so strangely.
The boat slowed down under shelter of the
rocks and Del Mar added a pair of heavy lead-
soled shoes to his outfit In order tp weight
himself down. Finally he put on the helmet,
let himself over the side of the boat and dis
appeared Into the water.
His aide started the motor and the boat ehot
ahead again, with the dummy still occupying
Del Mar's seat As the boat swung out and
made a wide sweeping curve away from the
point at which Del Mar had gone overboard,
the naturalist In the Dodge boat came around
the promontory and saw it changing his course
accordingly and gaining somewhat.
Del Mar sank, upright and rapidly, down In
the shallow water to the bottom. Once having
his feet on something approaching firm ground,
he gazed about through the wlndow-like eye of
the helmet until he got his bearings. Then he
began to walk heavily along the bottom of the
harbor, over sand and rocks.
It was a strange walk that he took, half-
etumhllng. slowly and cumberously groping hls
way like a queer under-water animal.
If any one could have seen him he would
have noted that Del Mar was going toward the
base of a huge rocky cliff that Jutted far out
Into the harbor, where the water was deep, a
dangerous point, avoided by craft of all kinds.
Far over hls head the waves beat on the rocks
angrily. But down there, concealed beneath
the surfaoe of the harbor, was a sort of huge
arch of stone, through which a comparatively
rapid current ran as the tide ebbed and flowed.
Del Mar let himself be carried along with the
current, which was now running In, and thus
with comparative ease made hls way, still
groping, through the arch. Once under It and
a few feet beyond, he deliberately kicked off
the leaden-soled shoes, and, thus lightened,
rose rapidly to the surface of the water.
As he bobbed up a strange sight met hls eyes
—not strange, however, to Del Mar. Above, the
rocks formed a huge dome over the water,
which the tides forced in and out through the
secret entrance through which he oame. No
other entrance, apparently, except that from
the waters of the harbor led to this peculiar
den.
Lying quietly moored to the rocky piers lay
three submarine boats. Further back, on a
ledge of rock, blasted out, stood a little build
ing, a sort of office or headquarters. Nearby
was a shed where were kept gas and oil, sup
plies and ammunition; In fact, everything that
a submarine might need.
This was the reason for Del Mar's presence
In the neighborhood. It was the secret sub
marine harbor of the foreign agents who were
operating in America!
Already a sentry, pacing up and down, had
seen the bubbles In the water that indicated
that some one had come through the archway
and was down "below," as Del Mar and hls
men called it.
Gailug down, the sentry saw the queer hel-
meted figure float up from the bottom of the
pool. He reached out and helped the figure
clamber up out of the water to the ledge on
which he stood. Del Mar saluted and the sen
try returned the secret salute, netplng him re
move the dripping helmet and suit.
A moment later. In the queer little submarine
office, Del Mar had evidently planned to take
up the nefarious secret work on whleh he was
engaged. Several of the men, of a naval and
military bearing, were seated about a table,
already studying maps and plans and docu
ments of all descriptions. They did not belong
to any nation In particular. In fact, their uni
forms, If such they might be called, were of a
character to disguise their nationality. But
that they were hostile to the country under
which they literally had their hidden retreat
there oould be no doubt.
How high Del Mar stood 1b their counsels
could have been seen at a glance from the
Instant deference exhibited at the mere men
tion of hls name by the sentry who entered
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with the submarine suit whfle Del Mar got
himself together after hls remarkable trip.
The men at the oouncQ table rase and
saluted as Del Mar himself entered. He re
turned the salute and quietly made hla way to
the head of the table, where he took a seat,
naturally.
"This Is the area In which we must wort
first of all," he began, drawing toward hla a
book and opening It “And we must strike
quickly, for If they heed the advice In this
book It may be too late for us to take advan
tage of their fooHbh unprep&rednees."
It was a book entitled "Defenseless America,'
written by a great American Inventor, Hudson
Maxim.
Del Mar turned the pages until he came to
and pointed out a map. The others gathered
about him, leaning forward eagerly as ha
talked to them.
There, on the map, with a radius of worn *
170 miles, was drawn a big segment of a circle
with Peeksklll, New York, as a centra.
"That Is the heart of America," said Del
Mar, earnestly. "It embraces New York, Bos
ton, Philadelphia But that la not the point
Here are the great majority of the gun and
armor factories, the powder and cartridge
works, together with the principal coal fields
of Pennsylvania,"
He brought hls fist down decisively on th»
table. "If we hold this section,” he declared,
"we practically hold Americal”
Eagerly the other emissaries listened as Del
Mar laid before them the detailed facta which
he was collecting, the greater mission than
the mere capture of Kennedy's wireless tor
pedo which had brought him Into the country
Detail after detail of their plans they dls
cussed as they worked out the gigantic schema
It was a war council of a secret advanoe guard
of the enemies of America.
Meanwhile, Del Mar’s man In hls boat, cot
ting a wide circle and avoiding the Dodge
boat carrying the naturalist, made hls way
across the harbor until he came to the shore
There he landed and proceeded up the beach
to the foot of a rocky cliff, where h« turned
and followed a trail up it to the top. U was
the same path already travelled by my captors
with me and later followed by Elaine.
As he came stealthily out from under oover,
Del Mar’s man gazed down the stairway. He
drew back at what he saw. Slowly he pulled
a gun from hls pocket, watching down the
steps with tense interest There he oould see
Elaine and myself wearily climbing toward the
top, our backs toward him, as we covered the
men In the cave.
by the mysterious naturalist, who, the momem
Del Mar’s man had landed, put on the las
burst of speed and ran the Dodge boat dost
to the spot where the aide had left Del Mar’s
A glance into the boat sufficed to tell tlu
naturalist that the figure In It was only i
dummy. He did not pause, but followed th<
trail up the hill until he was close after thr
emissary ahead, going more slowly.
Only a few feet further along tha dlff thr
naturalist paused, too, keeping well unde:
cover, for the man was now Just ahead of him
He looked fixedly at him and saw him gam
down the cliff. Then he saw him slowly drav
a gun.
Who could be below? Quickly the natural
1st s mind seemed to work. He crouched down
as lr ready to spring.
The emissary slowly raised hls revolve- ant
took careful aim at the backs of Blaine an<
myself, as we came up the steps
But before he could pull the trigger thi
“‘l 81 ’ more like one of the wild anlmali
which he studied than like a human being
sprang from hls concealment la the bushes ant
pounced on the man from behind, seizing h(n
firmly.
Over and over they rolled, struggling almosi
to the brink of the precipice.
a shout above us and sounds of a terrff
struggle. We turned, to see two men, nelth*
of whom we knew, fighting. One seemed to h
a professor of natural history from hls drei
and general appearance. The other had
sinister, nondescript look.
n e ? ra ™ and nearer the «4ge of the oltff the
rolled, we crouched closer to the rooky wol
Wblf M th ® death ot the tw,
Who they were we did not know, but tht
one was fighting for and the other against u
we could readily see.
The more vicious of the two seemed to t
forcing the naturalist slowly back, when, wit
hinf^f rhU S ftn . eff0rt ’ the naturalist brace
himself Hls foot was actually on a sma
ledge of rock directly at the edge of the cliff
He swung around quickly and struck th
other man. The vicious-looking man pltche
headlong over the cliff. »
We shrank back closer to the rock as th
man hurtled through the air only a few fee
from us. Down below we oould bear him lan
with a sickening thud.
Far over the edge Elaine leaned In a soi
of fascination at the awful sight For a me
ment I thought the very Imp of the pervers
had got possession of her and that she herse!
would fall over. She brushed her hand ui
steadily over her eyes and staggered. I caugh
her Just In time.
It was only an Instant before the brave gli
recovered control of herself. Then, together
we started again to climb up.
As we did so the naturalist looked down an
caught sight of us approaching. Hastily h
bid in the bashes.
We reached the top of the stairway an
pared about for the victor in the contest T
our surprise he was gone.
quick™."’" 1 UrKe<1 ' ‘ W8 had b<rttW * et awa ’
As Elaine and I disappeared, the naturalle
x e f “ erg6d 5* a!n from the bushes am
' “ ,te . r u *- Thet > h® save a hasty glano
over the edge of the cliff at the man, twlste,
and motionless, far below.
If we had looked back we might have seer
the naturalist shake hls head In a miZ
strangely reminiscent as he turned and gazer
again after us. *
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