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THE RED
>KNE TRAIL
Crittenden
Marriott
SYNOPSIS
CHAPTER I.—Thrown from his auto
In a New York village, a man is car¬
ried unconscious into the home of a
Miss Edith Grant. A doctor discovers
he has been shot, fatally. Conscious¬
ness Morbach, returning, the man gives his name
as and babbies of "millions."
He begs that Henry Archman, million¬
aire resident of the vicinity, be sent
for, declaring he has an important mes¬
sage for him. Archman cannot be
reached by 'phone, but word is sent
that his secretary is on the way. A
man announcing himself as Archman's
secretary, Akin, arrives, talks with
Morbach, and leaves with a package
he gives him.
CHAPTER II.—Morbach dies. Arch¬
man's arrival, with his secretary, re¬
veals that the man posing as Akin is
an Impostor and has escaped with the
papers Morbach carried. Archman de¬
nounces Edith Grant as a girl endeavor¬
ing to snare his son Harry.
CHAPTER III.—Archman, his mil¬
lions made in Chicago, has yielded to
the importunities of his family—his
wife, daughters Nellie and Bessie (sev¬
enteen years old), and son Harry—and
moved to New York in an endeavor to
gam They recognition by the Four Hundred.
have not succeeded. Mrs. Arch¬
man is bitter over her failure, particu¬
larly mourning the fact that she has
not been "taken up" by a Mrs. Van
Kull.
CHAPTER IV.—Archman orders Nel- 1
lie t > get ready for a long journey with i
him, “starting in an hour." He refu'ses i
to reveal their destination to his wife, I
declaring tells it is “not his secret." Nellie
Bess she is in love with James !
Carr, a youth working on Archman's
ship, El Rio. She gives Bess a message ;
for him. Archman and Nellie depart.
CHAPTER v. —Harry tells Bess of
fcls determination to marry Edith Grant. \
Mrs ArcUmai receives a map, with the
explanation that it was among Mor
bacti's papers, and suggesting she for- j
ward it to Mr. Arch man. Lord George
Ca ruthers, traveling Englishman, ar¬
rives at the Arehman home, by invi
taUbn.
* CHAPTER VI.—The Archman family,
with Lord George, visit the Ei Rio.
Bess meets Carr and teils him of her
Bister's departure. She learns from him
that "Edith Grant" is his sister. Mrs.
Archman decides to take Bess and
Harry and sail with Captain Bunker
on the El Rio to meet her husband,
Caruthers accompanies them. Bunker
has sealed orders.
CHAPTER VII.—-A Miss Denslow, en¬
gaged as governess for Bess, and Akin,
sail with the party. Miss Denslow and
Caruthers, it appears, keep have met before.
They decide to it a secret.
CHAPTER VIII.—Bess finds a note
urging her to warn Captain Bunker
to guard his instructions. She thinks
It a joke, but playfully warns the cap¬
tain she will see them before he does.
Bunker finds his orders have been tam¬
pered with, and accuses Bess. Con¬
vinced of her Innocence, he realizes a
spy is on board.
CHAPTER IX.—The ship arrives at
its destination at night. At the mo¬
ment of anchoring, someone on the El
Rio sets off a red flare, evidently to
show the pursuing ship their position.
CHAPTER X.—Mrs. Archman, Bess.
Harry, Lord George, Miss Denslow and
the first officer, Collins, are landed.
From a height they discover a torpedo
boat destroyer evidently watching the
El Rio. Wigwagging the information
to the ship, those ashore witness a
commotion on board, which they rightly
Interpret as a mutiny.
CHAPTER XI.—Price, ship’s steward,
leader of the mutineers, comprising
practically the whole crew, tells Cap¬
tain Bunker, wounded and helpless,
their object is the treasure which they
believe Archman Is seeking. Nellie
^rchman comes on board.
CHAPTER XII.—Price reveals him¬
self as the fnan who, impersonating
Akin, secured Morbach's papers. It was
he who sent the map to Mrs. Archman.
planning to follow her if she attempted
to join her husband, as she did. Price
leaves Nellie and Bunker, bound, for a
short time, and, returning, finds they
have disappeared.
Chapter XUI-Continued
she murmured. “I knew they couldn’t
desert us. Call to them, Bess. Call
to them.”
“Walt!” Miss Denslow and Lord
George spoke together. ‘‘Wait and
see whtwhey are first.”
“Bu’s?’
God’s sake be still!'’ breathed
George. “Silence! Keep well
:k under the ledge, for your life’s
e.” . ]
Lwed by his tones, all shrank back,
tening themselves against the
ks, and waited, listening.
’he sound of the oars against the
locks had ceased. Another Instant
I a low order, followed by a con
ted rattling, showed that the crew
the boat had shipped oars with
n-of-war regularity. Other orders
owed, and other movements. The
Ined ears of Lord George and Ool
! made out that most of the men
1 landed, but that one or more had
off In the boat ,to lie away from
shore. A shuffling of feet and a
r click of metal on metal showed
t those on land had formed into
rough column and that they car-
1 rifles. As they moved up the
ft, more than one of them growled
a curse as he barked his shins
an unseen rock. Only one of the
o ners. - recognized— the. language.
“Danish!” breathed Lord George, as
the steps of the last one died away.
The next moment Lord George
stepped out. “Follow me, quickly and
silently,” he breathed. “Don’t lose
an instant.” He waited while the
others emerged from beneath the
ledge, and then he set off up the path,
following hard on the trail of the
mysterious column.
Ten minutes later he paused by the
side of the break in the wall, which
was plainly perceptible in the greater
light that had come from the shallow¬
ing of the gully. Silently he deflected
each of his companions up It. When
the last one had passed he drew a
deep breath. “Checkmate," he mur¬
mured, as he followed.
The trail around the mountain
proved to be eusy to follow despite
the difficulties of night travel. It was,
in fact, a real trail and not, like the
first they had followed, merely the
rock-strewn bed of a torrent, which
had happened to coincide more or less
closely with a fanciful red line that
Price had drawn upon the forged map.
The party made excellent time along
It and would have done even better
had it not been for Mrs. Archman, who
was utterly exhausted and positively
refused to consider even a suggestion
from Collins that he and Lord George
should push ahead on a reconnoiter
ing expedition and leave the others to
rest and follow later.
As It turned out, however, the party
did not have very far to go. About
midnight, just as the men figured out
that they must be very near the inter¬
secting red line that ran up the moun¬
tain, the trail began to slant steeply
downward, so steeply that Lord
George, who was leading, stopped and
peered doubtfully downward Into the
pool of blackness that yawned before
him. The moon, though probably
above the horizon, was behind tie
mountain and threw only a reflected
light over the spot where the party
had halted.
“Stop here till we can find out where
we are going," directed his lordship
authoritatively, but In a low tone,
when the others came up. “This path
seems to go far down, and I’ve got
to reconnolter before I take you along
It.” He peered to the right, whence
came the murmur of the sea. “We’re
near the water,” he added. “Maybe
the path goes down to It. We’re only
guessing that the map Is right, you
know. Mr. Collins, you’d better go
inland, I fancy, and see whether you
can get around the head of the ravinei
Maybe the red-line trail comes out at
Its bead and you can find It. Mr. Arch¬
man, you’ll stay here with the ladles
till we come back or call to you.”
No one seemed to resent Lord
George’s direction. The others seemed
to have Instinctively recognized that
he was the best fitted of the party to
lead. Even Collins, who might have
claimed the right to control, made no
objection. With a nod of comprehen¬
sion he turned off to the left and
tramped away; while Lord George al¬
most as quickly took the road down¬
ward and disappeared.
Despondently the four who had
been left behind waited. Mrs. Arch¬
man sat down on the bare ground and
went to sleep almost Instantly, with
her head pillowed on Bess' lap. Miss
Denslow walked to the very edge of
the ravine and tried to peer down; and
after a moment Harry joined her.
Suddenly a low call sounded from
dead ahead. “Hello! Hello! Mr.
Archman,” It came cautiously.
Harry straightened up. “Hello!” he
called. “Who’s that T
“It’s me—Collins," came the answer.
“I thought. I saw you.”
Simultaneously Miss Denslow
clutphed Harry’s arms. "There he Is,”
she murmured. “On the other side of
the ravine, a little higher than we are.
He's gotten completely around It. Yes,
Mr. Collins r
“Nothing doing over here! No
path! Have you heard from Lord
George?”
“Not yet."
“All right. I*m coming back.” The
almost invisible figure rustled Into the
deeper shadows that lay behind it
It was growing decidedly lighter.
The moon was climbing behind the
mountain and Its rays were pulsing
overhead, making the sky faintly lu¬
minous. Suddenly a confused noise
from seaward broke on the night and
the two turned to look. But the edge
of the cliffs cut off all view of the »ea.
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“fll go—” began Harry.
But Miss Denslow stopped him.
“No!” she said. “Stay here. We must
be ready Is Lord George calls. Listen,
Don’t you hear oars?”
“Yes! I—”
Below in the darkness of the ra¬
vine a stone rattled downward, fol¬
lowed by another and another. Some¬
one was climbing the rocks recklessly.
While the two waited, a form sprang
into view and Lord George’s voice,
cautious yet vibrant with excitement,
rang out. “Quick I” he called. “Come
quick, all of you! Danger 1 Come
quick 1”
CHAPTER XIV
A Little Surprise
As the door closed behind Price,
Nellie turned to Captain Bunker with
a sob. “What shall we do?” she cried.
“What shall we do?”
Bunker shrugged his mighty shoul¬
ders. “Don’t you fret," he said cheer¬
ily. “I’ve been in tougher places than
this and I’m here to tell it. It’s mighty
hard on you, but—”
"Oh I” Nellie uttered a cry. "Can
we trust him?” she quavered.
Captain Bunker sniffed. “You can
trust him just as far as you can trust
a rattlesnake, and no farther,” he
grunted. “He needs that map bad and
he’s trying to get It. I guess he doesn’t
remember it as well as he makes out.
And he’s worried about what he’s got
to face and wants to find out; and
he’ll promise anything to get you to
tell. But you were right in what you
said. Once he gets what he wants, it’s
all up with you and me—and with
your mother and the rest, too. He
can’t let us go to set the dogs on him
later. He just can’t. And his men
wouldn’t let him if he wanted to. By
the way, I don’t want to be inquisitive,
but how about those forty millions
he’s talking about. Are they there?”
The girl shook her head. “I don’t
know,” she answered hesitatingly.
"Father—Mr. Archman—spoke once or
twice of a lot of money, but I didn’t
pay much attention. Forty millions Is
a lot.”
Bunker nodded. "Rather!" he
agreed. “By the way, where Is Mr.
Arehman? How did you happen to
come on hoard alone?”
“Because I was a fool. When word
came that you were lying off the shore
father was busy with—with some one.
So I sent him word that I would come
out to welcome you. I sent the man
with me back to tell father and I
Jumped Into my boat and rowed out.
I was going back for father almost
at once—as soon as I got the mall.”
"But why didri’t he follow?”
“There’s only the one boat. That
Is, there’s but one available until the
tide goes out. So be can’t come out
for hours and he—look 1"
A section of the paneling between
tw r o of the dead eyes that lighted the
cabin was swinging outward and a
man’s foot was appearing beneath It.
The next moment it was followed by
the rest of his body.
“Don’t be afraid,” he said. “It’s only
me.”
“Mr. Carr!” The w r ords sprang from
Nellie’s lips, mingled with something
suspiciously like a profane exclama¬
tion from Captain Bunker.
"That's me I” The newcomer hur¬
ried across the room and began to un¬
tie the cords that bound Nellie to her
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“That’s Me!" The Newcomer Hurried
Across ths Room and Began to Untie
the Cords That Bound Nellie to Her
Chair.
chair. “Gee! I thought that fellow
never would go,” he declared, "and I
wasn’t sure he had gone at first. It
was close quarters, waiting. Still—”
He broke off, for Nellie had dropped
her head and was sobbing as If her
heart would break.
Carr dropped the cords aod bent
over her. “Nellie I Nellie!” he cried.
“Please don’t Oh, please don’t I Oh,
I’m such a fiat-footed Idiot I I was
talking like a fool beeanse I thought
U wonld startla vn le a s p and here
l ve frightened you so! What is it,
dear?”
The girl was muttering something
through her tears. The y*ung man
bent down to listen, and she spoke
again. This time the words came
clearer.
“I'm n-not startled or frightened
nor—nor anything,” she sobbed. “I’m
crying because I—I’m so glad to see
you again.”
Carr jumped. Then he dropped on
his knee beside the girl and threw tils
arms around her—and the chair.
Cuptain Bunker was watching the
scene in profound disgust. “Belay
there!” be roared. “This isn’t any
pink-tea party, ftreak away and cut
ime loose quick. D—n it all, do you
know that h—1 is likely to pop around
here any minute?”
j Carr jumped up. “Right-o, captain!”
he cried. “Right-o! I’ll be with you
In just a minute.”
Nellie’s loosened bonds fell at her
ifeet; and Carr turned to the captain
and quickly set him ut liberty. Then
be turned buck to Nellie and held out
his arms. ,
The girl walked into them and had
her weeping face on his shoulder. It
was a very dusty and uuronmntic
shoulder, too, but neither of them
[thought of that.
Captain Bunker thought of It, how¬
ever. He was stretching his limbs
and feeling his cramped muscles,
'.meanwhile contemplating the proceed¬
ings with profound disfavor.
I Curr caught liis expression and
[laughed happily. “Captain Bunker,”
he cried. “If this pains you, kindly
turn your back and scrutinize the
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Severe Pains in Side
HAD had quite a bad rested better. I kept tak¬
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“and it effort for stronger and, as the nerv¬
was an ousness left me, the pain
me to go about my home. in my side was less severe.
I had a very severe pain After taking nine bottles,
in my left side that almost I eat anything, go any¬ I
took my breath at times. where arid feel fine.
I lost my appetite. I grew weigh I 160 pounds I and am it
thin, pale and lifeless. I well. feel that owe
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“Cardui was recom¬ the body, is a sure indica¬
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But It was Nellie and not Bunker
who acted. Half laughing and half
sobbing, she pushed Carr from her,
and turned a rosy face toward the
captain. “Never mind, captain,” she
said. “You may look all you like.”
“Never mind!” roared the captain.
“But I do mind, miss. Where do you
think you are? Stand back, Carr, or
I’ll put you in Irons. What the devil
are you doing on my ship, anyhow?”
Carr laughed. “That’s a long story,
captain,” be said. “And I’m afraid I
haven’t time to tell it now. Your
friend Price may be back any minute.
I’ll just say that when I found out
that you were coming to meet Nellie
and her father I determined to come
along—the more especially as I wasn’t
altogether satisfied with some of your
prospective passengers. So I came—”
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