tan yean through that sand, looking far hia precious treasure! Now it's jay chance, and 1 want that paper. And unless you want your secretary to come home a rather unpleasant thing to look at, you're going to have that map In my hands in halt an hour. 80 tell me quick, what your answer is. Do 1 get It?" • For one moment the girl sat silent, breathing quick through .parted lips. "Yes, ni bring it," she at last said orer the wire. Then she sat motionless, with her hands gripping the desk edge tor several minutes. When she moved it was with the quickness of a sudden and clear-cut decision. "Give me police headquarters," she i called out as she caught up the receiver. The next minute she was ex.plaining to the desk official at Center ' Street the news of Legar's latest threat and the need of forestalling it. 1 Then, after another interval of studt- ! ous thought, she crossed to the vault and began a hurried search for the document which Legar had described as being stored away there. She found it at last, in a package of faded deeds and papers to do with Windward island, and while one glance at it persuaded her that it was , ~ indeed a chart of the island, the fact that it represented only one-half of this island tended to convince her that Legar had spoken the truth. But she had no time to deliberate over that discovery,, for her next move, she felt, should be to call the servants and warn them against any midnight intrusions. She crossed to the rosewood desk to * carry out this plan, and her finger ITFtoTJWir extended ttr press the bell button when a sudden soft movement at her shoulder caused her to ■Wing sharply about. Confronting her, with a slightly triumphant smile on his deep-scarred face, stood Legar himself. "I am Intruding. 1 know," be began in his suavely acidulated tones, "but there was a possibility, you see. of your friends In uniform interrupting our meeting beside the Soldiers" mon- * .anient!" The girl's Angers, as she edged way along the desk, closed determinedly on the scrap of manilla paper still held In her hand. The vault door, she saw. was also still open. But that was not the thought troubling her. The vague fear at the back of her mind was whether or not she was too s late to save Dave Manley from the danger threatening him. And she edged still farther away. Her movement was arrested by the ringing of the telephone bell close beside her. "Answer that phone!" he suddenly commanded. The next moment a great load seemed to lift suddenly from her heart, and a renewed wave of audacity swept through her body, for the voice that spoke to her over the wire was the triumphant voice of Manley himself. Manley declaring that be was free and that he would hurry back as fast as wheels could carry him. "Who spoke then?" cried Legar, his face clouded by a move which apparently was an unexpected one from his standpoint. But the wine of hope now singing through tSe girl's veius made her more crafty, more ready to face Legar with his own weapons, instead of answering him her hand moved out to the bell button, for with the ringing of that bell, she felt, would surely come help. And once the slip of manilla was back in the vault, and the door locked, she now had little to fear from Legar. So when she fell back, as he sprang forward to 6trike her hand from the bell, she saw that her retreat lay in the direction bf the vault door. Her pursuer, however, • was in no I mood for equivocation. He seemed suddenly to foresee her intention. For without warning he leaped towards her, as an animal leaps for its prey. Apd with one sweep of his maimed arm the iron hook at its end was snared deep in the folds of her clothing. "Give me that map!" he said. In a voice husky with blind and unreasoning rage. Margory Golden, however, bad. no Intention of giving him the map in question. She fought against him. with all the strength at her command, knowing that any moment now would bring the needed help. But Legar. with his hand on her throat, hurled her back against the heavy vault door, shook her as a ter> rter shakes a rat. snatched the yellow «»iw. ««* k.r stag * ■

; gerlng into the maw of the open vault, 1 and with a throaty and beastlfke cry : . of triumph swung the great steel door ; shut, even as the partly-dressed Wii- j ; son ran gaping In through the library ' 1 door. Yet Legar took time to throw : . back the tumbler lever and Bpin the . dial before turning to confront that wide-eyed servant. Then, a hearing , other approaching steps, he dove through the second door, scurried like 1 . a pelted hound tftrough shadowy ! • rooms, slipped eePlike through a ; quickly . opened window and escaped : to the street. There he ran for a dark-bodied car standing id the de?p tree shadows, i 1 | and with a gasp of relief flung himself up into the cushioned seat. ■ I As he did so a masked figure sitting ' ' crouched close back in the hooded 1 • gloom of that seat suddenly threw out , a hand and garroted the startled Le- i " ; gar against the leather .upholstery, on j which he began to writhe like a cater- ! pillar on a cabinet pin. But with an ; equally deft second movement the man lu the yellow mask sncicbed the ! oblong manilla paper from his opponent's band. 1 j "This," blandly announced the man 1 of mystery as his gorroting fingers re- j laxed and he stepped down to the run- | ning board, ""is one of the rare mo- ] ments when I have the pleasure of trumping your ace!" And the all but apoplectic Legar lay j back gasping tor breath as that stran- 1 ger dropped lightly from the speeding j car and vanished shadowlike into the I .night. At the home of Enoch Golden, in the 1 meantime, the terrified Wilson had regained both hlBTeet, his presence of mind and & presentable portion of his . dignity. His frantic shouts for help had brought the rest of the servants flocking to the library, and .his equally j frantic efforts to describe what had | taken place did not add to the peace i . of that litle group from below stairs, j "1 tell you, Tibblns, Miss Margory's ! locked in that vault, and there's no ' one in the 'ouse as knows 'ow to open it!" Cries of horror burst from that sud- ' Uefily arrested circle. "Someone telephone for the police!" j cried the second man. as \\ ilson j 1" shouldered out through the group j swarming and gesticulating about the ■ vault door. "Yes. the police!" He had the instrument in his shak1 ing hand when the door opened and 1 David Manley stepped quickly in. with j 1 Tito, the green-bodied parrot, on his "What's wrong here?" was the newcomer's sharp demand. "It's Miss Margery, sir." began the quavering-voiced butter. "Well, Vhat about Miss Margery?" ! "She's locked In that vault, sir. and 110 one in the 'ouse knows the combi- ' nation ! " "Good God!" cried Manley. suddenly transfixed. Then he ran to the j vault door, flinging the others aside. Flinging off his coat, he bent over 1 the dial. The silent group circled j about him. And still he worked, : worked with every nerve on edge, every sense alert, for time.'he knew, j i v. as precious. "I said silence there!" he called I > out sharply, for his whole mind was | 1 directed to the faint click of metal j against metal in front of him. But i ■ louder than before the green-bodied! ' j bird on its broken perch repeated its ' ! -.ry. j'Twenty-one — thirty — forty-two — : 1 .' sixty!" was the shrill and monotonous ! ' 1 cry of the parrot, with one eye cocked 1 , j Ce; ingward v Manley suddenly wheeled about. "What in God's name does that par1 ! rot mean? . . . Waif! . . . It is . . | It must be"— But instead of finishing 1 j that declaration he repeated the . I bird's cry. Twenty-one, thirty, forty ■ j two. sixty. ' 1 • in tlie next breath he was facing the , ! vault door, with his trembling fingers ! j turning and spinning the glimmering 1 I dial. Then, without breathing, and with colorless facts, his band grasped the > tumbler lever. And not one of that ■ group moved as he ,put on that lever the pressure thqf would tell the talc. t It v.as Celestine the parlor maid 1 who Indorsed her Latin temparainent by falling back In a dead faint as the metal door swung open. But no one, ! at that moment, was thinking of Colestine. "It's all right," Manley called from 1 the darkness of the inner vault "She's ■ alive — shell be around la a minute— (To Be Continued.} IS j I

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TEN Strong I Companies inranti Capital over SM.«0«.oes Represented 1 . SAMUSL f. ELDREDOE, Fire Insurance A rent. rwenty-81» years of experience. Youi Insure nee pieced with me le absolute protection from loss by fire Apply to 3. F. ELBRBDOR Merchants National Bank BuUdlni Cape Mey. New Jersey. : Special Prices WINES S. Teitelman's Wholesale WINES AND LIQUORS' | 312 Washington Street ; Both Phones Cape Msy, N- J 1 i LUMBER AND ! Mill Work I ,^GEO. OGDEN & SON [\ ESTABLISHED 1905 1 roy i —■r . j Laundry PHONE ;|~ ' NOTICE. , | T. H. Taylor . ounces that t hl» Central Shoe Store 64® Wa-bl^gton street, he continues the shoe buslnen | as before. ' City for 1 BALL BAND ROBBER 1 have taken the agency In Cape May footwear, and would call special atten 1 tlon to the new VAC coot, 'made b- : this company. The best on the marker j ! Will still do all kl. s of repair work '■ Shoe findings and dressing for sale. | | T. H. TAYLOR . (26 Washington 8t_ Caps May. N 1 I - - JOHN BRIGHT ■ GENERAL INSURANCE J Real Estate and j j ( : Mortgage Investment' 1 KICBT lUILDm WILIW80D A. J. ■ 1 — 1 i' . j '|B|!|^fl ^ HAIR BALSAM Children Cry FOR FLETCHER'S i C ASTO R I A "SOUGH ON RATS" ends RATS. &XCE. j I Kin.-:. Die >»ii Iduors. C Debatable *■ ter- 1 , mine tor. K*"l World Over, by U. S. j , Gov't too. Economy Elxo 25c. or 16c. ' I 'rue nnd pouOtryStorjes. Refuse xuiiKtituie*. PRBE— Coml^ Picture R. K 1 P Welle, Jersey citr, NT. J. ! 1 V12-1 1-1 1-4 1 ' Is your Money Making Money for von? The more of At you have em | j 'i.ti H for you, the: less you need te . work yourself. The Security Trust , Co. will pay yop^hree per cent on your , time account. , WE WANTt.™5ESS."3 I !» H— »»» I I I I I J .

| FISHING CREEK J Mrs. Geo.:' Matthews has returned after visiting relatives in Camden and Holmesburg. Mrs. r«ank Barnett and Anne Wool- ' son are visiting relatives In Phllsdel- , phla. ' " ' Miss Bessie Woolson was an over , " Sunday visitor with her parents at J. Wlldwood. r Our Sundgy School will give us yearly anniversary, on Sunday. November 19. Judge Bidrcdge. of West Cape May, will be the. afternoon speaker. Every 1 t one Is welcome. Come one, come all. Miss Ella. Douglass spent Sunday - , night with her aunt, Mrs. Lemuel Scbellenger. Mrs. Manda Shaw of Cold Spring called on her elster-in-law. Mrs. Frank 1 Matthews on Bunday last. Charles Fou'lk end Albert Little, of Cape May CUy, were through here gun- j > I ning one day recently. , ! . | It seems that Floyd Hoffman Is run- | ) ning passengers in a wheelbarrow In- ; 1 1

stead of bis Ford. Ask Floyd abmft tc « Mrs. Galll^h?? of Philadelphia, who moDoa't forget the annual Fall meeting , of the county Board of Agriculture to , be held at the Court House on Saturday November 25th. All day session. | Come out and familiarize yourself ( vrith the" work of the County Board of 1 Agriculture. Ths Sale Deposit Vault oT the Security Trust Co. has modem devices for security and convenience. Boxae " rented at (2 and upward! Asia Spouting, Gutters and Tin Boefs. Good work at oonslatant prices. Jesse V Brown. 110 ahd 112 Jackson St i Limit your spending— not your saving. I Open go account with the Security Trust Company— a Strong Institution.

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