The Secret Wireless

he task of following the automobile driver to the even more difficult task of securing one of the dollars. For sooner or later the wireless patrol would have to procur

the grocer himself; for none of the three had possession of the coins very long after they were mar

y followed day. The watch grew monotonous and tiresome. There were no signs of hostile activity in the hawk's nest and the secret service had no suspicious telephone conversations to report. It requ

Federal Sugar Company could use experienced refiners at once. Henry took the message, and recalling what Captain Hardy had

code messages, and we just carried out the spy idea about sugar. This mes

tled down to the pine grove. Henry, his heart bea

ul glasses. For several moments he studied the passing ships carefully, then withdrew from the window and was lost to sight. In a very few moments the scouts sa

scontinued their work or devised some new plan of operation. So impatient did Henry become that he could hardly refrain from running into the street to see if any motor-cars were approaching. At last his anxiety was relieved. He heard the regular beating of a motor climbing the hill. Then as he glued his eye to the tiny window the familiar car,

and he should miss it. He could not endure the thought. Quickly he opened the door and peered forth. The driver was just turning his car, as he had always don

had gone away by some other route returned and began to torture him. He wanted to run out into the street and assure himself that the car was still in sight. And then, when it seem

otor began to bark and Henry leaped to the saddle. In another instant he was speeding after the roadster and was already so near it that he had to jam on his brake to avoid coming up to it. Near the ferry there was more traffic and Henry felt relieved. He dropped back a little distance and was almost completely hidden

stood his machine against a post and sought a position near by where he was sheltered from the spy's observation by a huge coal truck, but where he could himself distinctly see the roadster by peering through the spokes of the t

the water, Henry continued to follow the roadster. The great buildings, piled skyward in huge masses, were twinkling with a million lights. Boats were coming and going on the stream below. Electric cars followed one another across the bridge in endless procession. Elevated railway trains thundered past unceasingly

y outskirts of the city, where houses gave place to vacant lots and vacant lots were succeeded by open fields. Darkness had come. Traffic had grown less and less. Now there were no sheltering vehicles between himself and the roadster. A great fear of discovery sprang up in Henry's heart. He switched off his light, risking arrest, and rode on in the darkness. Occasionally h

oped section of land. Dimly he glimpsed tiny bits of woodland here and there. The lonely lights Henry occasionally saw were the lamps in isolated farmhouses. He could no longer tell exactly where he was, though he knew the road he

e driver had lost control of them and it flashed into Henry's mind that they had been frightened by the roadster ahead. But he had no time to think of anything. The frantic animals bore down on him like an express-train. Quick as thought Henry turned sharply to the right and threw on his power. The horses were almost upon h

es. He had all but crashed into them at high speed. Now he understood why the roadster's light had disappeared when the car turned the curve. It had been hidden by these great lumber piles. Rapidly Henry ran back to the road. He knew the motor-car would now be far ahead of him. He should h

was in sight to which the motorcar might have gone. No light gleamed anywhere. But he could di

hrough that fence." He dismounted, set his machine up, and took out his pocket torch. Holding it clos

e a few hundred yards further. Then he examined the road again. He found the tracks he was searching for. He rode on and dismounting,

n this point and the las

other hundred feet showed no prints in the dust. But the third hundred

se to the road. Within fifty feet the marks turned straight off to the left. The car had passed from the highway through a gap i

ation his captain had foreseen, by himself, and with no means of defense. The enemy he was trailing had disappeared. He might be a mile distant or he might be waiting for his pursuer, behind the nearest tree. Henry shivered with fear and stood irresolute. But the feeling passed when he realized that he had lost the trail, t

He held his breath and listened. Now he crept forward a foot at a time. Now he advanced swiftly for yards. He worked his way to t

d searched for a quarter of an hour. "I have lost him,

ension rod, not unlike a telescoping fishing-rod. It was fully ten feet long. In its curved handle was a small opening, like a keyhole. Into this Henry jammed the bayonet connection that terminated one of the wires. The other end of the wire he thrust into a like opening in the side of his big fountain pen. Into the opposite side of his pen he fastened one end of his second wire, attac

s ear. He rested his cane, upright, against the stump, and began to tune his instrument by sliding the cap of th

t hand," mut

instrument, telescoped his extension cane, and gathered up the different articles and thrust them into his pockets. As rapidly as he c

. "Ah!" muttered Henry, "he's started his motor

he position of the hidden wireless station. But discretion showed him that was not wise. The s

he gauged the sound, deciding whence it came. "He's right off there," he said. And

otor-cycle with him. An instant later the roadster rolled softly past, not more than fifty feet distant. In a moment more the car had

thed a space on one of the posts and marked a cross on it with his pencil. Then he ran to the highway, started his motor, and was soon flying down the road

d a private residence, and gained a position where he could watch the spy's house. He saw the spy close and lock his garage and enter the house. Stealthily Henry approached and