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WANTED BY -UNCLE SAM: By BERTRAM LEBHAR, Author of ‘‘ The Jailbird,” ‘ When a Man’s Hungry,” “ The Isle of Mysteries,’ etc. : Certain thrilling experiences that befell two army men and a sailor after they had left the service and looked forward to a peaceful civilian existence. SYNOPSIS OF CHAPTERS PREVIOUSLY PUBLISHED. FRANK LEFFINGWELL and Al Randolph, arriving in New York from the Philippines, fall in with a“sailor, Simon Semple, also just discharged. The three men pool their money, which, together with their discharge papers, is stolen that evening from Leffingwell’s pocket. They are accosted by a young woman who asks their protection from a man who is fol- lowing her. The man, attempting to pass them, is knocked down by Randolph and taken to the hospital with a fractured skull. Randolph is arrested, and his two friends leave him in jail to try to procure legal help. Seeing in a paper an advertisement offering five thousand dollars for the capture of a man named Mitchell, a deserter from Leffingwell’s regiment, they determine to earn the reward. Semple-traces to the Gondola Apartment House, on Riverside Drive, the young woman of their adventure, whose testimony they want in Randolph’s behalf. Mean- while, Leffingwell interviews the writer of the advertisement, a Mr. Addison, who also lives at the Gondola Apartments.. He learns that Addison’s ward is in love with the deserter, who, Addison believes, is planning to marry her for the fortune which is to be hers on her birthday next month. Addison promises to put his own lawyer on Randolph’s case if Leffingwell will aid him in capturing Mitchell. That night, as he leaves the Gondola, Leffingwell chances to notice a light flashed in signal from the Jersey shore and answered from the windows of the apartment-house. He and Semple row across the river, where they trace the light to a little shack. As they approach the hut a bulldog rushes uppn them and fastens his teeth in Sempleé’s leg. the same time two armed men, one of to put up their hands. CHAPTER XIII. THE TABLES TURNED. ITCHELL’S companion gave a sharp command to the bulldog ; and the latter, with evident reluctance, relinquished his hold on Simple Simon’s leg, and walked over to his master, grumbling and growling, as though in protest against this order. Leffingwell, greatly to his surprise, then noticed, for the first time, that the man was a Chinaman—a one-eyed China- man, who wore clothes of American style, and had discarded his pigtail. His amazement at this discovery was cut short by the voice of Mitchell. “So, it’s you, my dear friend Lef- fingwell, is it?’’ sneered the deserter. “Why, this is indeed a great and glad- some surprise. I can’t tell you how de- lighted I am to see you. It’s so pleasant * Began March ArGosy. 292 At hom is Mitchell, run from the hut and force them to have one’s friends drop in unexpected- ly, you know. ° “By the way, let me introduce my good friend, Mr. Beem Nomm Low Wing. I believe you and your red- headed friend have already met. Now, that we’re all properly acquainted, we can converse without restraint. I trust that you and your friend are prepared to take off your hats and stay a while, my ‘dear Leffingwell?” ~ The latter scowled. “JT wish you’d cut out this cheap sar- casm and get down to business,” he growled. “I don’t know what yeu in- tend to do with us; but, whatever it is, hurry up and do it. That’s all I ask of you.” “Now don’t be impatient, my dear Leffingwell,” said the deserter, in a mock tone of reproach. “ To be quite candid with you, I’m a little puzzled to know Single copies, 10 cents. (C@ NOOK (C@