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8YNOP8I8. j On Windward Uland Palldort lnhrl*ne»; ] e&si'rsLY < EJdand kidnaps OoMen's « Marxery. Twetr. years NewYnrk tSShss Kf°" i fe oS5 A !3gUgga.S I tM. danxhter. The Aetixputx ( £3 p' Osn, and foe a portion of tha city of 1 WlSa^rard Island. Margery meeto her , mother. Tha chart la lort In a HCTDeKreen Manley and one of I^xar". henchman. but is recovered 1^ the La^Slnx , Mask. Count Da E»pa£«» flyures.tn a dubious attempt to ^wap Lepa- .and , riaim. to hare killed him. Golden s bouse U dynamited durinx i^maaked bJIL LeK escapes but Da Bxparss ta crushed In ruins. Marxery rc9yf",^e-T^?Sr'nrK Mask from the police. Manley flndaOiarrery not Indifferent to his love. He sa*«s her from Maukl's poisoned awwn-Jgan-ley plans a mock funeral which tub to accomplish the desired purpose, the captS; Of the Iron Claw and his (ran*. The Lauxhlnx Mask axaln frustrates the Jron Claw. ELEVENTH EPISODE The Saving of Dan O'Mara Young Peggy O'Mara was troubled In mind. She had become suspicious Of her own father. On more than one occasion of late that deht-hartled toller from the Applewaithe wtrks had been visited by a stranger wholm- - pressed the sophisticated young Pefgy as anything but attractive. Andian honest man, Peggy argued with herself, finds no need for Btealing up to a house at night and closeting himself with its owner behind the locked door of a cellar workroom. So the spindlelegged daughter of Dan O'Mara. watching for her chance, decided to investigate. , But' the gifl's chance 8 for Investigation were limited, for Peggy was a hard-driven young housekeeper, with a bedridden mother to look after as best ,A I she could. Late one night, however. when Dan O'Mara had led his myste- _ rlous visitor into his cellar workroom ~ and locked the door behind him. the girt slipped off her broken-toed shoes II nnd Stole silently down to that underj &

ground chamber of mystery. j j, There, with her ear to the keyhole, j ■ overheard enough to confirm her | b suspicions. She waited until the mysterious visitor had stolen out ^ the house, with a parcel under c his arm, and then once more made her way down to her father's workroom. The door, this time, was unlocked. So g she entered noiselessly Bind crept over ^ where Dan O'Mara sat staring at the wall with unseeing eyes. e "Pop. what "re you thinkin' about?" suddenly asked a tremulous voice £ close to his shoulder. He swung about like a shot , "What should I be tbinkln" about?" £ be demanded. } , "You're thinkin' about that man who nu down here ten minutes ago," was } the girl's answer. , \ "What man?" equivocated the cW- , prlt i "Chinatown Charlie." , "And how'd you know he's called 1 Chinatown Charlie?" demanded rebelI Uous-eyed Dan O'Mara. j I '1 know more'n that, pop," said the girl, with a gulp. 'T know that city I , crook's ropin' you In for work I never thought you'd do!" "Work? What work?" "There's a bunch of opium smug- j glers got wise to the fact that the dye I works Is brlngln" In tons of that Kei- I sow wood from China. And certain o" j them blocks Is goln' to come In hoi- • low with secret marks, and you're goln' to dig the opium out o' them and I hide It here until that hop runner for Chinatown Charlie comes and carries 1 It away In a laundry bag'." "Ain't your mother got to have medicine?" demanded her father. "Ain't we behind In our rent? And ain't the I company docked me ten a month since that one-armed man had me machine work taken away from me?" "But you'll have more'n your ma chine taken away from you. pop. j You'll be queered with the company, for tamperln' with stock, and then the | bulls 11 get wise and send you up the i river for smugglln'l" "I've thought that out. me gerlL I've ! no love for goln' against the law, at me time o" life, but I guess we've got to take chances. We've got to, or go _ ' under for good and all! For I'm thlnk- , In", your poor mother was right when ! she said there was no^rime so black ' as the crime o' beln' #>or!" -I "But they'd promised to raise your | pay, over to the dye works!" she re- | minded him. ' "Instead O' which they took off me machine and gave it to that one-armed I gnttch who claimed I'd been workln' against the company by tryln' to ln- | vent a chemical color that'd soon be i sendln' their old "logwood plant t" the I scrap heap!" Silent as Peggy O'Mara remained on the subject of her discovery, dbe | brooded long and darkly on this heav - ler cloud that hung over her home and (her father's good name. It haunted her thoughts as she worked. It filled a her blind young heart with a spirit ol « WvdH. -It convert 6a her into a dl A "|mlnntlvh yeit towirihg-b'row'eaJtshmael

She hated the owner of the works, Iahe told herself as she carried her fatier's dinner pall to the factory the next day, and ahe hated the hardvoiced foreman of the abaft room. She turned to stare belligerently towards Anson Applewaithe, the Immaculate ■on of the factory owner himself, as he ushered into the room of whirring ' ■v»n» and flying belts a small group of visitors. Yet the iahmaaMlke young face softened a little as she looked at one mem- ' ber of that approaching group. For one fair-haired girt of about twenty, dressed In blade, whom young Applewaithe piloted about amid the roaring and clattering machinery and repeat- j edly addressed as "Miss Golden," was ( beautiful enough to bring a wayward pang of envy to the breast of Peggy O'Mara. As she .watched her eyes suddenly widened In alarm. For Margery Golden, in staring about the room, had unconsciously moved closer to one of the ponderous machines. There the loose end of her motor-cape was snapped at by a spinning cog wheel, as a hound snaps at a bone. The next moment the whirling teeth had fastened themselves In the fabric of the garment edge, carrying It back between the Jaws of the twin cogs that 1 quickly closed on the cloth and seemed to feach out for more. ' At the same moment that Margery | Golden turned about to determine the meaning of this sudden tug at her 1 clothing, the alert-eyed Peggy O'Mara made an apparently maniacal spring ! for that astounded young woman's throat. With a quick Jerk of her thin young fingers Peggy tore the cape free where It was already straining against the white column of Its wearer's throat. If was not until Margery Golden i " saw the Iron teeth of the cog wheels 1 | swallowing up the last' of her vanishI lng cape that any inkling of her dan- ; ger came home to her. ' I Margery Golden stepped back and ®~ i leanpd against a guard rail. Then, aft II i er looking studiously at the slattern 0 I and slightly abashed figure of her de- * | llverer, she opened her pocketbook I 9 <Mn. i, • mil tvn nr thrps nftatand took

folded bank notes. These she held smilingly out to the girl with the broken-toed shoes. But a quick flash spread over the usually colorless cheeks of Miss Peggy as she backed determinedly away from the bills. "Don't you care to take them?" asked the somewhat astonished young woman In black. "No ma'am!" was the girl's almost sullen retort. "I ain't earned 'em!" "But I rather think you have," per- | slated the other, still smiling. "You see, you saved my life. And Burely you won't embarrass me by arguing that It's not worth that much!" "I don't want your money," announced the sullen-eyed girl, putting bands behind her. But already young Applewaithe was discreetly do lng his best to pilot his visitors away from the scene. Peggy O'Mara stared after the d» parting group. 8o Intently did she stare after them that she was oblivious of the movements of the one-armed I man who had been stopping low ever his mschln^. In a pretense of filling Its I oil cups. He crept out to where a i small gold locket had dropped from Margery Golden's neck during the encounter. He caught It up from the oll1 stained floor, looked at .lt for one abort 1 moment, and then slipped It trtumpbj antly Into his pocket. After that he stood behind his machine, well out of sight, watching the fair-hatred girl In black as she stepped out through the ■ factory door. His eyes, as he watched [her. were both calculating and slnle- | ter. But the pallid-faced girl standing so close beside him had no means of 1 knowing that this preoccupied and 1 stoop-shouldered workman who had ' lost his right hand was Jules Legar, i long known to his enemies as the Iron Claw. ' i That mysterious one-armed man. | however, was destined to become bet- ' J ter acquainted with Peggy O'Mara 1 than she Imagined. For that night, I when the uneasy-minded girl knew her ! father to be once more shut up In his : cellar workroom, she was further disturbed by the sound of stealthy ' steps across the bare wooden floor of her home. She tiptoed out through 1 the door, crossed to the cellar steps, 1 and crept silently down Into the darkr There, vaguely outlined against the door cracks In the wall shielding her father, she could make out a stealthily j inquisitive figure. And she knew that . figure could mean no good to the house of O'Mara. ^he crept as silently up the broken steps again, went to her father's timeworn tool chest and from It took out a ^ somewhat rukty but ominous-looking revolver. y The thln-armed girl with the thlck- . bodied revolver then crept back to- ^ wards the cellar She had reached the . top of the stairs when she saw a dark Dl figure slowly emerge from the gloom. ., Then a gasp, of -pqrprise broke from rt.; her hps, for 'she sow it was the one

uroed workman from the Applewatth* ^ And the next moment ahe re- I mexnbered that this was the same man £ who had. tried to rob her father of his ,n work. And She no longer hesitated. ^ "Get out o' this bouse!" she com- ^ manded. "And get out quick, or IU v put a hole clean through you!" / u For a moment Legar stared roundeyed at the apparition confronting n him. a "Now, my girl. I mean no harm for you here," he tried to argue, as he felt tor the door behind him. v "You mean harm for me father — and that'd enough tor me! Get out o' . and go while the coin's good! " . "Listen to me," persisted Legar as " he backed through the door, "you're * doing your father more harm, at this very moment, than I could ever do him." "Ill take me chance on that," was . her retort. "But you're losing your chance, you're—" , Legar did not complete that sen- g tence. Instead, he leaped suddenly towards the girl with the firearm, for he had noticed her dress sleeve catch In the screen -door hook. This had resulted in the momentary deflection of j ^ that ever-menacing revolver barrel, and Legar" s long fingers had en compassed that weapon before she could . level It again. With a quick turn or two he had twisted it out of her hand. Then he caught her by the shoulder sad swung her fiercely about „/ I ( "Now, my girl, I'm going to tell you ( a thing or two," said the man with the ( revolver, stooping closer to her In the , moonlight "You think I'm an enemy ( of your father's. But you're wrong. . , All I am is a treasury agent And I've , been wondering If you know how many ! years It means for a man who gets caught In £ twenty thousand-dollar dope-smuggling coup?" Legar turned and nodded pregnantly toward the, cellar where he knew O'Mara to be, "You've nothln' on me father!" pro- : tested the now terrified girl. "Nothing beyond the fact of course, j that he's carrying Kalsow wood away I from the Applewaithe factory. And why he's doing that you know as well as I do!" * . | A sob suddenly shook the meager | , body of the white-faced glrL "For Gawd's sake, mister, gather me in If yos want to! Take me, but don't i send me father up! He's a good man. i at heart and • wouldn't so much as . harm a fly.! You can kill me if you . want to, but don't be hard on me. fa- ; *therl" 1 Legar stood thoughtfully regarding : , her. i "I don't want to kill you, my glrL I - want to help yon. And If you're willing ! i to take a turn at helping me. In a i

move or two. 1 oeiieve I coma sail | make this thing come out all right" i "You'll let me father off?" she de- ] manded. i "Yes." "Then t6ll me what I'm to do." "You remember that young lady at the works this morning, who nearly got drawn Into the machinery ?" "The skirt with the starry eyes? 8ure!" -Well, I want to meet that young lady, in secret" "And where do 1 come In?" "I want you to go to her house and j ask her to come to the slulceroom ol the factory tomorrow night" "I can see that millionaire dame J 1 losin' her beauty sleep to beat It out ! to a dye dump like this!" "Then It's up to you to take her r there," was Le gar's retort ; "But I ain't no miracle worker!" , Legar drew back "Then our bargain Is to fall ' through?" he demanded, with a head movement towards the cellar door. } "But how'm I goln' to make her r come?" Inquired the distressed girl. r Legar drew out the gold locket which t he had picked np from the factory a floor. "This dropped from her throat when a you tore her cape free this morning. I. Take that to her. Tell her you'd found a it after she left She'll feel sorry for K you. In fact you've got to make her feel eorry for you. You'd better try* [. faint, when you're talking to her. and y tell her you haven't eaten tor a couple e of days. She ll try to give ypp money, k But yon must tell hVr that your moth- !_ er la worse off than you are." D "But s'posln' she *cn't swallow that j SOl} StUff?" .'' -V-V'

to the factory settlwaant here, a®4 wOTk right and you'll have her ten \ ^^^griexwhl.litoh^at ready left hart studied the sinister , to the moonlight "A^ when I get her out to th* slulceroom. what Ye yon goto' to do with hert" The one-armed man toughed quietly. "That's something strictly between end me." wes his calmly enunciated reply as he etopped slowly back and disappeared through the shrubbery beside the CMara cottage. The girl stood without moving. So Intently did »he after thfet vanishing figure that ahe did not observe * second figure, even more mysterious than the first as H slipped out of the shadows and stepped quietly up beside her. She turned with u start and stared np at the stranger confronting her. And It did not add to her peace of m'nd to discover that this stranger • a mask over his face. "What d' you want here?" was her brusque demand. > "I'm looking tor a young girl who happens to be to trouble," was the quietly spoken reply. I "Then I guess you'll have to keep on travelln'," announced Peggy as she swung up the broken steps with assumed nonchalance, strode In through the door, and shut It after her. She stood there for several minutes before venturing to move. Then she silently reopened the door and stared out, to make sure that her visitor had taken his departure. Instead of catching sight of the masked figure, however, i she was a little startled to see the one-armed man push his way In i through the hushes and once more creep to the door where she stood. "What did that man want?" quickly demanded the newcomer. "I didnt wait to ask him," waa the girl's retort / "No, I guess this Isn't a time for waiting," ruminated the other alond. | "And tor that reason we'll have to I speed up that bargain of ours, and put the thing through tonight!" "Tonight?" echoed the girl in a whisper of alarm. 'Do you want to save your father?" ' 'Til bring 'er," she announced with ' : grim determination. "Ill bring her, even though I have to throw a string o' fits to start her on the way!" The Drums of Death. I It was not until Margery Golden 1 | was seated In the suede-upholstered > ; landaulet that she found time to ques-

timmm I Ths Girl 8»enjsd Honest.

tion the expediency of her midnight mission. Yet as she looked at the unand hollow-eyed girl at her side she felt sure that her journey odd as ft had at first seemed to her, could not be altogether a mistake. The girt was honest, of that there could be no question. for she had Journeyed many lopg miles to restore a trivial bit of Jewelry to Its owner. She had also refused to accept money. She had even seemed unwilling, after Margery had packed s large motor hamper with Jelly and j milk and potted meats, to have that I luxurious young lady venture so far a-field at such an hour of the night. But Margery felt that it was a case I where the loss of time might possibly mean the loss of a life, and she was glad, as they went humming out past the thinning lights of the city's remotest suburbs, that she had not hesitated to do what she could to repay her debt to the daughter of Dan O'Mara. "Why are.we stopping at the Apple, walthe works?" she asked as the cat drew up beside the unlighted roadside. "Because me mother's here for the i night," explained the wistful-eyed girl as she clambered down from the car, grateful tor the gloom that already i surrounded her. "You see. ma'am, they put us out o' the house this mornto'l , I So pop got the watchman here to let ■ me mother sleep In one o' the base-' ■ ment rooms." I "Will your father be here?" Inquired I the somewhat bewildered young wornJ an at her heel*. "I can get 'lm. ma'am," explained the girl as she put doirii the hamper, "If you'll Just step to through that t door."-' . , « - . ■■ ■ *%ut 'afho'ft Take fne t4 whfit your