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A Tattoo Mark.
Though I spoke in my ordinary tonn,
ths visiting Celestials gar* no sign
that they board ma I had expected
protestation. I should not bare been
surprised had I been forced to restrain
them to make them prisoners, in fact,
until the srrtraJ of the polten. But
norther of them either moved or spoke,
until the silence, la my nervously as
cited condition, becoming unbearable
to me, I demanded:
"By what right, Mr. Tup. do you
mahn the aaeartion that my friend and
jour enemy are one?"
With a supercilious arrogance of
meaner that maddened mo to the limit
of aslf-control, fas mads reply.
1 was coming to that, Mr Clyde,
when you so unfortunately lost your
temper. In stating the purpose of our
visit I think I Informed you that It was
two-fold. In the first place, ws came
to give what you bed aaked for?Infor?
mation. In the second place, we came
to raupest something from you?as?
sistance. The motive of the threaten-.
lag Isttsrs which Mr. Cameron re- [
eeteed. I think I hare mads clear. For
sixteen years my people, the kinsfolk
of the victims of the Sable Lorcha,
hare searched the world for the fiend
who brought upon them a sorrow be?
yond any that you of the Occident can
understand. To us of the Celestial
Empire the tombs of our fathers are
vary desr. McNlsh robbed these men
not only of life but of decent burial"
"That la all very well," I exclaimed,
impatiently, "but can't you see that a
terrible mistake baa been made? Why
under heaven you should fancy that In
Mr. Cameron, a gentleman to hla fin*
ger-tlps, you have found this outlaw
McNlsh hi Incomprehensible." 1
* Once more Yup Sing smiled his icy
smile and the Vies Consul made aa if
to epssk, but thinking better of It, ap?
perently, maintained hla stolid silence.
"Ton wars coming to that," I urged.
"The man to whom McNlsh boasted
si hla deed wss the man who Identified
aim. They had been partners in the
Far Bast In the trade of smuggling
coolies. Ths one, I hare no doubt,
Saas no better than the other; yet we
believe thst our Informant waa neither
directly nor Indirectly concerned In
ths particular piece of brutality of
which I have told you. Eventually, he
and McNlsh quarrelled and parted. For
some years he lost all trace of him;
sod then by accident, one day be came
upon him, here In America, living In a
palace on I^ong Island Sound and mas?
querading under a new name."
"A resemblance!" I cried. In a pas?
sion of IndlgnaMon. "A mere resem?
blance! And sj that you and your
people conspire to torment and ab?
duct a purely Innocent man. Was ever
an outrage heard Sfl Every one ,
of you shall pay dear for this error." 1
I might have been tho fire wood
aputtering on the hearth for all the ef?
fect my vehemence bad upon that
precious pair of Mongolians,
t "We understand," the spokesman re- ,
suraed, "that your friend managed in
some wsy to escape from his captors,
and is now In this house."
"Yes." I resumed, hotly. "He's here,
more dead than alive unfortunately;
bat he Is coming around slowly and
wit! bs quite able to testify when the
"M?. Chen Mok," he proceeded,
calmly, "has communicated with tho
Stats Department at Washington, and
ths United Statea authorities are now
only waiting our word to put your
good, gentlemanly friend under arrest,
Mr. Clyde, for the crime he commlf
ted on the high seas, sixteen years
For a mon^?i, I stared at them In
"You're both mad." I exploded at
length, "both craty. Do you think for
one moment 1 believe such rot as
that? Even if what you say were pos?
sible?and It Isn't?you would have to
Identify the accused by something bet?
ter than the mere word of a man who
hadn't seen him for years. Of what
use would such an Identification be
against ths testimony of Mr. Cam
eron's life-long friends?"
"Since you doubt our ability to
Identify," was Mr Yup s prompt re?
joinder. "1 may add that there are two
marts of Identification, which must, I
think, convince even yourself"
I laughed grimly. So that waa their
game! For nearly a month Cameron
had been their prisoner. In that time
they had examined. Inspected. Inven?
toried him. Hla sears, moles, birth
marks had been Hated, and were now
to be used to Identify him with a rene?
gade murderer of Chinese coolies.
I told my slant-eyed vlaltors that
their trick wsa transparent. Hut they
only looked at me with an expression
which seemed half pity und half con?
"Did you ever observe a tattoo mark
on your friend's left fore.irui?" u. k? d
Mr Chen Mok
"Never." I answered.
?He hss one there."
"I am willing to wager something
valuable he hasn't a tattoo mark any?
where on his person," I retorted, "and
I'll prove it in five minutes."
"We shall be glad to have the
proof." said Yup Sing.
Once more I pressed the button at
the side of the chimney-piece, and
once again Checkabeedy appeared in
"You telephoned f* I asked.
"Very good, now send Mr. Bryan to
ma here, at once." Then turning to
Cameron's accusers, I explained: "Mr.
Bryan, for whom I have Just sent, is :
nursing my friend. He would natural- |
ly know if what you say is true."
To my surprise they made no demur.
Yup Sing, however, asked that he j
might be permitted to put to the nurse
the necessary queations, and as I was
perfectly confident that no ino .minut?
ing answers could be given, no matter i
what the form of catechism, I willing?
Had I not played tennis and golf
with Cameron scores of times on hot
summer days when, with shirt sleeves
rolled sbova bis elbows, bis forearms
were bared to view? Could there by
any possibility have been a tattoo
mark there, and I not have seen it?
Mr. Bryan came quickly, a little pux
il hi, seemingly, at being called to
soch an audience. Purposely I kept
silence, merely waving an introductory
band toward the two Chinamen. i
Yup Sing tactfully explained the sit-:
"A question baa arisen, Mr. Bryan,"
ha said, with more of suavity in bis 1
tone than I bad hitherto observed,
"whether by any chance your patient
has a mark of any character whatever
tattooed upon bis left forearm. If you
have observed such, we shall be glad
if you will kindly describe It."
The nurse flung a questioning glance '
at me, and I nodded reassuringly. I
did not wonder that be was surprised
at the question.
"Is there, or fs there not, such a j
mark?" the Oriental urged.
"There Is; yes, sir."
I think. Involuntarily, I started for-'
ward. I know that for just a breath I
thought my ears had played me a
trick. Then, suddenly, there swept
back across my memory that expres?
sion of Checkabeedy's: "Who between
you and me, sir, I don't trust, nohow."
Could It be possible that Bryan was in
the conspiracy? But only for the
briefest moment did this doubt sway
amid the welter of my thoughts. Into
its place rolled an amaxement that
shocked and stunned; that checked
me all standing, as it were; for Bryan
was amplifying, was telling about the
mark, which be bad first noticed be
said, on the night of bis arrival, and
Which he had examined more closely
on several occasions since.
"It's evidently a representation of
some sort of sailing vessel," he ex?
plained, "with a curved hull snd a
single broad sail. And below It are
three letters: D. M. N."
Blindly I clutched the back of g
chair with both bands, for a sense of
unreality oppressed me, and the room
Itself became waveringly unsubstan?
It was not true, of course, this that
Bryan was saying. Nothing was true.
Nothing was real. It was all a night?
mare; and the two gloating yellow
masks were horrible dream faces.
"And you have probably noticed a ,
scar?a long livid scar?"
It was Yup Sing's voice I heard. He
wss still questioning the nurse. And
now Bryan would make another pre?
posterous answer, Just as persons al?
ways do in dreams. I knew he would
So when he said: "Yes, sir, just bc
'-.oulrler blade and tha
4. _ It looks as though 1t
War* the mark of a deep and vicious:
kulfa slash," I ^as not In the least luT? ,
Checkabeedy brought me baclt to a
realization of time and place. He
spoke my name in a half-whisper and
I awoke again to realities wi'.h a start.
"The officers are here, sir," he In?
formed me, matter-of-fact ly.
"The officers?" I repeated, and then,
memory reasserting itself, I added:
"Oh, yes, of course. Ask them to wait
Just a moment, Checkabeedy."
Into the mental marshalling of facts
which ensued there came a vivid mc.r
ory of that weird scene in the sick
chamber when Cameron had raved in
a strange tongue, mingled with words
of pidgin-Knglish and a few phrases?
incriminating phrases, in the light of
tonight's revelation?of vigorous ver?
nacular. If what Bryan had sau: was
true?and for him to lie about a mat?
ter as readily demonstrable was hard?
ly to be considered?1 must conclude
myself gaging at all points. From first
to last, then, I had been defending a
creature unworthy of defense.
It was difficult to accept this con?
clusion. Mind and heart alike were
arrayed against it. Yet, think' tf
clearly now, I rncogntSSd fully the po?
sition la Whlcn 1 bad placed myself. I
had been willing to swear, to wager,
then* was no tattoo mark, and the best
evld? nc? my own witness?had
proved n.?> wrong. Certainly I could
expert no mild Judgment from the; o
Asiatics. Honest ai I had bean, th< y
must aaMava that I had known, and
bad Meant to deceive them. They
probably thought that I had signalled
to Bryan to eadorse Die In rny lb-s, and
that th*j nurM' had either misuuder
slood or openly rebelled.
BafOtt Clwckut* ? dy had reached the
door. I recalled him.
"On second thought," I said, "the of?
ficers m? d not wait Tall them that
it was i sslstahc l ?hall not require
Turning to *up Sing and his com?
panlon, 1 added:
"What Mr. Br>an has told you is the
greatest surprise to me. BvWfl yet I
cm ?carceli golsm it, unless tho
mark and the scar were obtained while
my friend was a prisoner In tue hands j
of your countrymen."
"Tattoo marks and scars show age
no less than faces," the merchant re?
plied. "Both of these are years old. i
Any capablo Judge of s*ich things will
tell you that. Possibly Mr. Bryan can
"The scar Is not a fresh one," said
the nurse. "As to tattoo marks, I am
not experienced; but I shouldn't think
the mark on Mr. Cameron's arm was
put there recently."
"Gentlemen," I said, making a final
stand, "while I do not question Mr. '
Bryan's entire honesty in this matter,
nevertheless I prefer to see these
marks of Identification, myself. If you
will excuse us for five minutes, I shall
not be longer."
At the foot of the grand staircase,
Evelyn joined me. Rryan, at my sug- j
gestion, went to the elevator and aa- j
oended that way, while she and I slow
ly climbed the broad, velvet-carpeted j
marble steps to the floor above.
"I thought you were never coming
out of that room," she declared, nerv- |
ouBly. "Once, I was on the verge of
going after you. The first time you
rang for Checkabeedy, I mean. . . . |
What did you have him telephone for?
He absolutely refused to tell me.
Was It the two policemen? . . .
What did you want them for? . . . .
Why did yon let them go away again?
. . . Aren't those Chinamen ever
going? , . . What on earth did you
want with Mr. Bryan? . . . What
are you going upstairs for, now?"
How tactfully I answered these ques?
tions and others I shall not attempt to
decide. X know only that I set my
teeth to guard the one problem which
absorbed me, and which for worlds I
would not have her know.
"It is all right, Evelyn," I assured
her, over and over again. "There is
not the smallest danger. . . . They
came to give me information. . . , |
You must be very tired, little girl.
? . . Go to bed, now, and forget it :
all until morning. . . . Yes, I'll
tell you everything, then."
I wonder how many women there
are who, burning with curiosity as she
was, would have obliged me as she
did! Is it pardonable, then, if again I
say that throughout all this trying ex?
perience she proved herself a girl of a
Bryan was waiting for me in the
passage outside Cameron's door.
"I left him sleeping," he explained,
"and, if possible, I don't wish to dls- '
turb him; so we'll go in quietly to- !
Slowly and with infinite care lest
he make the least noise he turned the
knob. Quite as cautiously he opened
the door, and tiptoeing softly, we en?
It was the first time I had been In
the room since the day of that terrible
outburst, and It still held for me an at?
mosphere as grewsomely forbidding
as that of a tomb.
Only one lowered light burned, over .
a tall, antique bureau between the
darkly curtained windows; the chain- j
ber was In semi-gloom. But scarcely
had I passed Bryan, who stopped to
close the door with the same adroit
silence with which he had accom?
plished Its opening, than a stealthily
moving white figure defined itself. Is- i
suing, apparently from a massive
carved wardrobe, which stood against
the wall opposite the huge, testered
The spectacle was at least arresting.
I know I halted abruptly as if stricken
all at once with total paralysis. For a
heart-beat or two I think I stopped
breathing. But my eyes meanwhile
were strained fixedly upon the appari?
tion, and seeing it pass with almost in?
credible swiftness beneath the one '
r... v"ve the bureau, I rv.jj, !
alzid fr.r&aron, ?
At the us pic moment the room was j
flooded With a BUddth glare. Bryan too, |
had seen, and had twitched on the
electrics. Simultaneously he flashed
past me und was at his patient's side.
"What does this mean?" I heard him
say. What did you want? Can't I
trust you alone for ten minutes? I
told you, Cameron, that you must, not
leave your bed unless I am with you."
I saw Cameron cower under the tip
braiatng. In his eyes I read terror,
and all my sympathy was aroused nn
this instant. Bryan might be carryir. .
out Dr. Maaiey'l orders, but be ap?
peared to me unnecessarily harsh.
"What were you doing?" he insist?
ed; and then I saw him roughly grasp
his patient's arm, and held it up, re?
vesting a tightly clenched l and.
"Mr. Bryan!" I cried in remon?
strance. "Gently, gently. Remember?" ;
But the nurse paid small heed to
me. He w as busy opening the doubled
I stood now where I could look Cam?
eron squarely in the face, but my gaze
was elsewhere. It was his left hand
over which Bryan was engaged, and
from his wrist to his elbow the sleeve
of his white night robe had been
pushed back, exposing a sinewy fore?
arm, marked precisely as Bryan had
Bcrutlnialngly I bent forward. The
tattooing was Indisputable, and, as the
nurse- had said, it bore no evidence of
being recent work.
Up to that moment I had hoped
against hope that in some way or oth?
er a misconception had occurred. I
had hoped, 1 suppose, for the perform?
ance of some miracle which would ex?
onerate this num. And now that hope
w,is obliterated by those blue-pricked
letters I). M. N. beneath an almost ox
act facsimile of the black smudge
Which had taken th*' place of signature
on each of the three threatening let
ten the black smudge, of which Cam
? ion, wearing It then indelibly upon
tho cuticle, had dared to feign utter
And yet, I naked myself once more,
how waa it that l had never noticed
it bef ?? Aguln and again 1 had seen
that forearm hired. Surely I would
have, observed so odd a mark; certain?
ly I would huve been perplexed by
those three unfitting Initials.
"There, now!" Bryan was saying.
"Back to bed w ith you, Cameron. What
did you want this letter for, anyway?
If It was necessary for you to have it,
couldn't I have got it for you?"
"Give it hack to mo!" Cameron was
pleading, piteously. "Give it back to
me! It is a private matter. Give it
back to me, or destroy it before my
eyes. Burn it, here, before me."
"Let me have it, Mr. Bryan," I
asked, and turning to the unhappy gen?
tleman I said: "You'll trust me, won't
you, Cameron? I'll destroy it, unread,
if you wish it."
"No, no no," he objected, earnestly.
"Give it back to me."
But even as he demanded it, Bryan
put it in my hands; and spreading it
out?for it had been crumpled to a pel?
let in the invalid's clutch?I was about
to humor him, when the superscription
caught my eye and held it.
The envelope bore the name and ad?
dress: "Donald McNish, Taylor's Ho?
tel, New York City, U. S. A."
Another Problem Crops Up.
There are, I dare say, those who will
not hesitate to charge me with an un?
pardonable lack of perception. "Even
from your own telling," they will prob?
ably declare, "we realized from the
first that the creature you discovered
at two in the morning, supporting him
Belf by means of a Fifth avenue area
railing, was not Robert Cameron, but
bis physical counterpart, and a not
very deceptive counterpart at that."
I shall not dispute the Justice of the
criticism. As I look back at it all now,
I sometimes wonder, myself, how I
could have been so blind, so credulous.
And yet there is something to be said
on the other side, too. An able advo?
cate, I believe, might make out a fair?
ly strong case for me if I were dis?
posed to defend myself; which, as it
happens, I am not, since the verdict
can make no possible difference either
to you or to me, and would only delay
the culmination of our narrative.
Nevertheless I must tell that for
some minutes after reading the letter
which had so opportunely fallen into
my hands I stood at the foot of the
bed, and in the glare of the blazing
electrics, studied with keenest scru?
tiny the face which had so deceived
In general contour and individual
feature the likeness to Cameron was
monstrous in its fidelity. The same
rugged power, inherited from Scottish
forbears, was traceable in every linea?
ment. But there the similarity ended.
The face I gazed upon lacked illumina?
tion. Character, so strongly indicated
in the other, was from this totally ab?
sent. In its place was an admixture
of craft and brutality, so palpable, now
?so clearly, unmistakably evident?
that I marvelled at my former delu?
It was the newspaper puzzle picture
over again. Having at length discov?
ered the hidden rabbit I could see
nothing else whatever. It dominated
the drawing. It fairly sprang at me
from out the printed page.
There was still another feature of
the revelation, however, which held a
contrasting pathos. The letter which
carried conviction beyond all possible
dispute was from Donald McNish's
aged mother. And while it tempered
In a measure the harshness of my
judgment against the son, it was of
tragic import, in that it was one po?
tent piece of evidence in his undoing,
severing the last link in the chain
which connected his identity with that
of the shamefully maligned Cameron.
Evelyn wept over this letter, and 1
am not sure but that my own sight
grew hazy, too, as I read the fond, j
quaintly couched Vases of endear?
ment, penned half a year back in Dun?
dee, by tin? God-fea'ing old Scotch?
woman, to that infamous, blood-stained
reprobate, who, to her, was still her
"aiu bonnie bairn."
It all cr.me out, eventually, that Mc?
Nish had traveled the world over in
the sixteen years Intervening since the
coolie massacre, employing a score or
more of aliases and so studiously
avoiding the name by which he had
then been known, as to have almost
forgotten it, probably, himself, until
yielding to the call of home, he had at
some early period of the last twelve?
month returned for a brief visit to his
native town and bis septuagenarian
It was then, most likely, that he
gave to her the address of the New
I York hotel. Fate influenced the moth?
er to write, and I ate sent the son
there six months later to get the let?
ter, and so carry upon his person the
confirmatory evidence of his identity,
Just at the time when it "would prove
"How did it happen" I have been
asked, "that you didn't examine imme?
diately the clothes that the supposed
Cameron wore, when you found him?"
In view of subsequent events it is
very easy to see what an important
bearing such an examination would
have had. But at the time, there was
no one who thought of it. Our chief
purpose then was PO get the injured
man to b< d, and to secure a physician
and nurse to minister to his recovery.
If ho had been found (bad, then, of
course, w? should have gleaned what
information we could from his pockets.
But we daily expected him to be able
to tell his own story, and in the anx?
iety and confusion cr rv.r moment the
possible pregnancy of the disclosures
that lurked in his apparel was entire?
ly lost sight of.
When we did make the examination,
on the morning following the episode
of the letter, it was to discover that
the suit and overcoat worn by McNish
were of Scotch manufacture, having
been made in Dundee, according to
8?\vn-ln labels, early In the current
The contents of the pockets were
not significant. The letter he had
been so anxious to secure and destroy
was the only letter, apparently, he had
carried. There was a cheque-book on
a Chicago bank, and there was a wal?
let containing a small sum of money
in bills, and a few business cards of
importing houses, which we took to
Indicate that the possessor was still
desultorily engaged in trade, or some
species of smuggling, with the Malay i
states and the Straits settlements as
his field, since most of the cards made
reference to goods of such origin.
That morning, which succeeded the
night of exciting events already de
tailed, was crowded with another suc?
cession of happenings scarcely less
At seven o'clock, O'Hara, in obedi?
ence to my instructions came to my
room In the Loyalton, rousing me out
of a heavy sleep; for I had not got to
bed until four, and then had lain
awake with teeming brain until after
five. I received him In bath robe and
moles, sitting on the bedside, and sip?
ping coffee, while he, perched on a
low, brass-bound clothes chest, poured
forth his story.
"Sleep!" he echoed, when I had
made my apologies. "I haven't had a
wink, myself. I've been with the boys
all night doing as pretty a round-up
as you ever see. We've got the bunch
right this time, Mr. Clyde, and there'll
be a clearin' out down there in China?
town such as hasn't been known since
the Chinks discovered Doyers street"
"Yes," I saidL encouragingly.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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was captured that night when he
boarded the 9.30 train for Columbia
at the passenger station. The trou?
ble seems to have originated the day
before when Schwartz struck the ne?
gro several times, when the latter had
made some remark about him.
Thursday afternoon the difficulty was
renewed and the shooting followed.
One of the bullets missed its mark
and struck Joe Johnson, colored, who
was nearby and who was in no way
concerned in the fracas.
Mr. Schwartz stated Friday morn?
ing, when asked about the matter,
that the negro had made an uncom?
plimentary remark concerning him,
and when asked about it repeated to
him. He had then beaten the negro
with his fists, until they were separat?
ed and the negro went on off. This
took place on Wednesday afternoon.
On Thursday afternoon he stopped
the negro, who was passing through
the warehouse and asked him what
he meant by what he said the day be?
fore, meaning for him to take back
his remarks. Taylor apologized and he
started off, when the negro again made
some uncomplimentary remarks. He
struck him with his fist, when Taylor
drew his knife. They were then sep?
arated and the negro pulled his pis?
tol and fired at him twice. He had
then made an attempt to get away
when the third shot was fired. He
then "beat it" into the office.
Taylor, when asked for a statement
Friday morning, said that he had
nothing further to say than that the
difficulty had started through play
wih Mr. Schwartz. He had intended
no offense and had cherished no hard
feelings, until Mr. Schwartz had tried
to take advanage of him and carry
the play too far. He stated that he
had decided to go to Columbia to his
brother's when he was arrested on
the train Thurusday night.
Joe Johnson, the innocent bystand?
er who got the worst of the encount?
er, was treated at once by Dr. China.
The wound proved to be only a slight
one in the shoulder, the ball "having
glanced the collar bone and not gone
in deep. He was reported to be get?
ting on very well Friday.
There were quite a number of people
standing around at the time of the
shooting, and in a short time all of
the force at the depot had gathered in
the w arehouse. So excited was every?
body that no one was able to say when
Chief Sumter arrived a few minutes
afu f the shooting, what direction
Taylor had gone. Chief Sumter at
once summoned almost the entire
force and set them to work in the
search for the negro, he being de?
termined that he should not escape.
The negro's house was searched and
kept surrounded as *j?>on as night fell,
so that he could be caught if he at?
tempted to return there. All of the
western and southern portions of the
city were searched carefully, but all
to no effect Policeman Ward was
sent to th?> passenger station to keep
a sharp watchout there to see that
Taylor did not escape on any train
leaving the city. He WHS rewarded
for his work when Taylor got on the
9.30 train for Columbia and thus fell
into his hands. 11?' arr. sled him on
the train and took him on back t.?
the police station, later placing Mm
in jail to await a preliminary hearing,
which was first set for Friday at
noon, but later post p. ned until Sat?
urday, when it will come up for a
hearing before the recorder.
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boy from a pale Weak sick boy to the
picture of health." Always helps
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played bis first game of golf His
card for the is holes of ttu Ingleeide
links was the beat ever turned in by
a beginner of this course.
Mrs s s. s . Van Ituren s, . Kings?
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application* had such decided bene?
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Compound th.ti she shar? s her good
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