Adventure Magazine Cover — page 111: what you’re looking at

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ee Milliken and Magpie are in the cabin, and they sure stared at us quite some when we fell inside arm in arm. “Dirty,” says Magpie, “we’re sorry. We had men at the window to catch you, but they got at the wrong window when you fell.” “Which—time?” asks Dirty. ~ “Magpie, is there an insanity clause in that policy?” asks Doc. “This feller is knocked crazy.’ “Nope. I returned the money you collected today, Ike.” “Why did Doc pass me and turn down the rest?” wonders Dirty. . “Because you wasn’t mad at anybody,” grins Doc. : | iH t 7 . 4 ¥ *, 4 ; . r . va ‘a | - a . “ - a4 ‘ at < oes Aauy et waaay Ay bat Lo Poa j (AED We - iG, LEY Paps yt ‘ e oN ae. CAVA 4 ts Vie Bea ed OTA "UES ns ae Hf as ; ; : ’ , “ ’ a Pots 2) nt oe Nat oe ck ¥,.* v 2 A. Five-Fart Stor ry I CHET OVERMAN, saw it myself—the treasure 9 chest which we had dug up on the shore of Mag- delena Bay—filled to overflowing with freshly minted Mexican gold pieces. It was the end of our quest; that quest which had sent us out from San Francisco on -the bare word of Adolfo Ramerez de Valencia, alias Serafin: Dicenta, an absconding pay- master of the Mexican army, who swore he had buried his loot here before he was arrested. Dicenta had vanished and the bail we had put up for him was forfeit; but here was enough gold to satisfy all our claims, and there were only four of us to share it: Kit Morley, the reporter who had gained the Mexican’s confidence; his wife; Jim : Hathaway, captain of the 13, °4 converted sub- marine chaser which had brought us there; and myself. ; a and I wished that Mrs. Morley had not '* Ny iM tie \ i i VY Toyanta / _ Dirty. 101 “Don’t I get nothing for my tréuble?” I° asks. “I’ve sure done a day’s work.” “Yes,” says Magpie, “and it took a horse- doctor to undo it, Ike.” “Is the Legion still doing busine? asks “In times of peace,” says Magpie, “but in these days of paid murder she’d soon put the Bank of England in the sere and _yaller leaf. We sure figure on doing big business but——” The door flies open and Scenery sticks his head inside. ~ “All is lost,” he squeaks. ate the ch-charter!” Which finished’ Magpie’s sentence and the Loyal Legion of Lizards. “Th-the gug-goat Patrick Casey The first part of the story briefly retold in story form. come, for we distrusted her. Now as we stood staring down on the wealth before us, I knew that already she coveted it all for her husband. Yet when she ordered me back to the ship to get Jim and some of the sailors to help move the chest, I went. , There was need for haste. The secret of the buried treasure was shared also by Mariquita, a beautiful Mexican who was the discarded mistress of Dicenta. We believed her to be living inland with the Indians and feared she might attempt to regain the gold at any minute. A strange sight greeted us after we had the chest safely on board the 73. A ship sailed into the bay, flying the flag of Japan and laden with Japs, men and women in bright-colored kimonos. We watched them disembark under the leadership of a tall man, whose high hat and somber robe were covered with COMMICL©O S