Dan Dare's Eagle Magazine: First 10 Issues published in 1950

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I WONDER IF JIMMIE WAS
WITH RAOS ?

yOUVE GOT A LONG
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CHUM. IT'S A TWO
AND A HALF HOUR
, SHOW.

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pior ACAiHsr

by Chad Varab

The story so far

Pnj »(X« M Sod Jim and Ufctkcr lhq> amiii in ihc
ej c aijc of Ray and Urn ourae (adm kas non joinod ibe

Coaipifmtun. after heaiinc tfcal her faihet ■ ao leeiaie
held l>y Ae jiiniaii). But at the tea mnmmi ‘Yaaiwn"
appean inA a lonHDy-aun.

Chapter lo

come into tt^
Parlottr?*'

D esirable modem residence
my foot!” snorted Geoff, as he
scnilinised the gloomy, nunbling
old house the Vicar was pointing
at. “It looks ready to fall down any moitKot!**
“What do we do now?” broke in Ken
impatiently. **Oo we rush the place, or sneak
up on it? And have you a gun, in case Cog
tries to resist arrest?”

Geoff laughed.

**1 don't know where you gel your ideas of
.Secret Service work, laddie.” be said. "We're
not going to arrest Gog. or engage in gun-
play. if I can help it. I wouldn't have iKou^t
a kid like you if I were?'

“Not going to arrest hitnT' Ken looked
horrified. “Bui be he's a dirty traitor!”

"So liiffe's message allied, if I decoded it
cmreclly,” said the Vicar. "But we’ve no
proof of it. yet."

"And if we rush in without thinking.” eon-
tributed Geoff, “we shall probably not get
the proof «»« want."

**lt would be 'andy if we could ffS 'im to
lead us m sooie of 'is mates afore 'e suspects
as we’re on *8 track,” suggested Mdc, speak-
ing in his usual deliberate way.

"That’s the idea,” said Geoff, looking at
Dick shrewdly, as if he were noticing him for
the first time. "Now, here are your orders.
You, Dick, will cmiae unobtrusively about
in the ne^hbpurhood. keeping your ^cs
open, and ne^«r getting Coo far away in case
any of us needs to tie picked up in a hurry.
Use your own dneretion - after your last
remark I'm sure you've got plenty.” Diidi
coloured sli^uly, but his sK^id northern face
betrayed no other sign of pleasure at this
word of praise. "You, Bill, will call on Ciog,
announcing youradf as The Vicar'. He wMt't
think to ask whether it's this parish that
you're the Vicar of, and you can keep him
talking about uiything you like to use as an
excuse for your call. A subscription to your
Organ Fund, or something.”

"We haven't an Organ Fund.” objected
'Burglar Bill’, “and I resent the suggestion
that if I call on anyone it's most likely to be
a begging ei^ieduion!'

"WeM, think of something better if you
can.” retorted Geoff. "Ute mail] thing is, to
keep him ta&ing whilst I snoop around and
Me ff he's got Ted lliffe imprisaned there. If
you can get anything mcriminating out of
Cog, so much the better, but whatever you
do. don't arouse bis wqsicions."

"What about me?" asked Ken ^umly,
thinking he was going to be left out. "Can't
I come with you. Mr. Geoff?”

"I'd nearly forgotten you. sonny,” said the
Secret Service man, getting out of Ae car.
“No, you go with the Vicar. He can inith-
fu% introduce you as 'one of my boys' -
you're in his Club, aren't yon? - and Gog
will probably assume you're his son.*'
"Heaven forbid!” esdaimed the Vicar.
Dick chuckled and drove off. When Ken
turned badt rrom waving to him, Geoff had
vanished and the Viear was already striding
along the drive. Ken ran and cau^ him
up.

The Vicar fHcsaed bis thumb firmly on the
door-bell. A shifty-eyed m an se r vant opened
the door a few inches and looked at them
suspiciously through the crack.

"What do you wantT’ he asked.

The Rev. BUI Read pushed the door
further open.

“Don't peer at me as if I were a tramp, my
man!" he boomed. "And do you iisual^
address callers in that undvil wayT’

The man looked as if he would have liked
to say something rude if the tdeigyman had
looked less like a |»ine-fighier.

“Kindly tell Professor Gog Ihc Vicar is
calling upon him."

"He's not in.” said the man; then, as
"Buiglar Bill’s" jaw stuck out pugnaciously,
be added reluctantly, “sir”.

“Noatense! I know he's in, so you're either
lying or roiriaken. I'll give you the beiufit of
the doubt, and aasume the latter."

"Well, ni go and see, but if be is, he'll be
loo busy to see you sir," answered the
fellow uneasily. He tried to shut Ihe door, bul
the visitor's number wn shoe was in the way,
so he retreated, glancing murderously
over his shoulder.

“How’m I doing?” asked the Vicar out of
the comer of his mouth.

“Fine, sirr enthused Ken. "1 think we ll
get in."

The "gatUbird” returoed.

"The professor is very busy, sir, but he says
he will spare you one minute if you'll wtut a
moment," he said. He made no move to
admit itsem. so Ihe Vicar stroite purposefully
in with Ken a his beds.

"We'll wah in the drawing-room,’' he
announced finnly. "You’ve k^t us on the
doorstep too long as if is.*

The man iook^ as if he were about to
argue tlie point, then shrugged his shoulders
and led the way to a room that was beauti-
fully furnished but didn't look as if it was
used much.

“You needn't wak," snapped the Vicar.

The servarn looked dagg^ but went. The
Vicar ju-ked his head at Ken, and Ihe boy
stood ^ the door with his ear dose lo it
whilst his companion tried the drawers of
Ihe desk. They were all locked, but the Vkar
plucked off Ihe lop sheet oi Ihe blotter aM
c ra mmed it into his pocket.

“Ssst!” hissed Keo, moving away from the
door. When the Professor entered, tiMy were
both at^iatendy absorbed in an oil painting
so dark that no one could idl if it was a
family portrait or two cows.

The Professor was obliging enough to kmk
exactly like Ken's idea of a Professor. He bad
gr^ rumpled hair hedging in a shiny haM
pate, a walrus moustache, yesterday’s egg on

bis waistcoat, sonicificular lenses lo bis
passes, and a preoccupied expression.

"My dear feUow!” boonud the Vicar
genially, advanciiig with outsUetched hand.
He had a grip like a bear, and the Professor
winced. "How delightful lo see you again! It
has been a long time, hasn't itT'

"No flies on Burglar Bill!'’ ihou^it Ken.
"Gog can't be sure they haven’t net before,
and he’ll have a job to find out without
appeariog rude!”

"Yes - yes. indeed!” stammered the Pro-
fessor uncHtainiy. He looked wildly round,
noticed Ken, and addressed him with idief.
"Ha, my boy! I haven't met you faefore, have
I? What’s yoarnamir

“Ken, sir."

If the Profesaor, assuming they were fatiw
and son. had hoped for a mention of the
surname of bis unwelcome visitots, he was
disappointed.

“WcILMr.-cr - er - weU. Vicar, what can
1 do for you?"

The Vicar obtained somewhat grudging
permtssiun to sit down and light his pipe, and
launched into a kmg and involved account of
the difficulties of running young people's
dubs, the shakiness much Church finance,
the proMems of juvenile delinquency, and
many kindred nutters. He approached the
sdbject of a "small subscription " from
several different angles, but sheered off every
tune his vidim reached fix’ his cheque-book
and tried to pin him down to a definite
amount or lo discover to whom or what the
cheque should be made payable. Ken could
almost fed sorry for the Profe.ssor, who was
hopping about from one leg to the other in
his imfutience to get nd d* his callers, and
tiying in vain lo get a word in edgeways.
"Burglar BiH” was putting up a marvellous
perfonnaiicc. pretending to be hard of hearing
and bocicniag away non-slop. When Ken
slipped to the door muttering something
about going to the lavatory. Ihe Professor
was too distraught to notice, though the
Vicar looked up with a warning frown.

O NCi. outside the door, Ken listened intently
for any sign of ibe footman's presence,
and then dodged up the stairs. The lavatory
door was open, so he shut it in caK he
should have to pnaend that he couldn’t find
the place. He passed stviftly along the
corridor, trying doors cautiously until he
came to one that was locked. He tapped
gently cm this one, saying with breathless
politeness. “Are you going to be in time
much longer?” so that if anyone but Ted
lliffe were in he could claim that he had mis-
understood the nature of the room. However,
there was no reply, and when he applied his
eye lo the keyhe^ he caught a glimpse of
appeared to be electrical apparatus.

He was just about to open a green baize
door when he heard footsteps from the ptber
side of it, and had to nip into the nearest un-
locked room. He closed the door behind him
a fraction d a second before the other door
Uanunod gently on its spring, and waited,
scarcely breathing, for the footstcfts to pass.
They did pa^ for a few paces - then they
returned, and he pressed himself against the
wall as the door opened.

'’Come on out a! it!” grovriM a voice
which, he recog n ised as that of the uncouth
manservant.

Ken was too paralysed to move. His
aotnach seemed to turn over and he clenched

The voice spoke again, cajolin^y this time.
“Come on. now! I shan't hurt you!’*

There was something more frightoiing lo
Ken in this coaxing than in the previous
angry tone. He found himself thinking "Will
you walk into my parlour? said the spider to
the By”. Then the voice continued, more iiv-
sistently, "Qii-chi-chi-chi-chi !” and it was all
Km could do lo stop himself letting out his
breath with relief. There was a phunlive
“riiiaouw!” and a tiny thump as the cal
jumped off the bed, aod Ken caught a glimpse
of the back of the footman's head as he bmt
to pick up a huge marmalade cat by the scruff
of its neck. Then the door was cto^ and the
footsteps rroeded.

He gave a little hysterical giggle, tbca

checked himsdf. He found himself trembling,
and sat on the bed to recover. But knowing
that the Vicar might not be able to keep Gog
talking much longer, he soon made for the
green baize door and tiptoed up the stairs
which it concealed.

There was no doubt which of the allies was
the scientist’s prison. One of the doors was
reinforced, and had a grille in h so that food
could be passed ihroi^ without the gatder
entering. Ken pulled bvk the bolt securing
the grille, and oj)ened ibe panel.

The man sitting on the p^lei-bed in the cell
didn't trouble to look up, until Ken whis- '
pered hoarsely, “Are you Ted itiffe?” Then
the man leapt to his feel and came across to
the grille.

“Who are you?” he demanded.

“My name’s Ken. My pal Jim found you
in that cellar, but when Dick and my sister
and I went for you, you’d gone.”

"Yes, they came back for me within about
ten minutes of Jim going for help. I’m glad
they didn’t catch him. How did you get here?
Are you akme?''

“No - I came with Dkk and (he Vicar and
his friend GeofT from M.I.5. Dick's still in
the car, the Vicar’s keeping Gog talking, and
Mr. CieofT’s looking /or you.”

The prisoner looked suddenly wary.

“Can you get me out without GcolTs
help? Where is her

"I don't know,” answered Ken to both
questions. "Will that footman be ctming
backT’

“I expect so - my lummy says it's time for
lufKh. you pick a lock?"

"I shouldn’t think so - I never have, except
on my suitcase once when I lost the key.”

“Well, try with this," said Dr. Iliffe, hand-
ing a piece of metal through the grille.

“Can't you do it from your skier asked
Ken dubiously.

“No keyhole, and I've nothing to cut
through with. Hurry, mant"

Under the direction of the imprisoned
scientist. Ken twisted the hem metal in the
lock, but although it would turn in several pos-
itions, it would not lift all the wards at once.

“Give me it back a minute!”

Dr. Iliffe wrested with the implement for

some lime out of Ken's line of vision. Ken
tried the other two doors on this landing, but
they were locki^. There was nowhere to hide
if the manservant should return.

The prisoner passed the pick-lock back.
Ken was still wrestNng frantically with it
when he heard the rattle of cro^ery ap-
proaching the baize door.

T He sudden appearance of the man wkh the
tommy-gun was like a cold douche to Ray,
Anna. Jim and Pru, in their momeni of ext^
tation. Apart from whirling to face him, they
stood in frozen immobility, like statues. It
was Pru who broke the spell.

“Why, Mr. Cosh.” she cxiHaimed, “what-
ever are you doing here?”

Ray slapped his thigh disgustedly.

“Of course!" he said. “Albert Cosh! I
knew I'd seen you before, but 1 couidn'l
place you. However did you get into Ibis
galteyT'

The man’s beady little eyes gleamed with

“So you recognise me now. do you? All
the more reason to see you never gel out of
here alive! Now stick ’em up and turn

'Take no notice of him!” commanded
Anna, scornfully. Jim guiltily lowered his
hands again, and glanced at Pru to see if
she'd noticed his action. “Like all bullies, he's
a coward! Go on. shoot, if you dare that
thick nock of yours would just suit a hang-
man '.s halter!"

“ Don't you try me loo far !*' snarled the man.
“Do as you're told, and don’t try any tricks,
or I might do something you'd be sorry for!”
“You might panic and do somelhing you'd
be sorry for," admitted Anna.

So saying, she began to walk deliberately
towards him, her qres on his. Ray needed no
dearer hint to approach him loo.

“Gel back, you fools!” shrieked Cosh.
The advancing pair neither faltered nor
hastened. Cosh backed away until he bumped
into the porch. Then, with his back against
the wall, he dosed hb eyes and svas about to
blaze away wildly when something crashed
on his head and knocked the weapon from his

TV first burst wrecked the front tyres

grasp. Jim had pushed the ladder over and it had
felled him as neatly as if he’d be^ pole-axed.

Ray lifted the ladder with his one good
hand, and Anna snaldied up the tommy-gun
which had been trapped un^ h.

"Let’s get out of herel" suggested Jim
anxiou^.

They all made their way as quickly as
possible to the place where ^ had climbed
the wall. There was no sign of pursuit.

Infuriatingly, there seemed to be ik> traffic
at all just when they wanted to thumb a lift.
They walked on, one (d* them locdiing back
frequently for signs of a hue and cry. They
had walked about a quarter of a mile when
Jim yelled: “Car just driven out of Figtree’s
gate They dashed for a iive-baned gate into
a field, and were climbing over it, when Pru,
who had been giving Ray a Iq^up. suddenly
rushed back into the middle of the road,
yelling and waving. As the others saw the
reason they clambered back, too. A taxi was
approaching at its top speed of about forty
mites an hour.

It pulled up alongside them, aitd they all
piled in on lop of Dr. Briggs, Jim dariing
round to the other door to save time. “Turn,
driver - that ear’s after us, and they're
armed I” yelkd Ray.

“Bliraey!" nsoaned tbe cabby, fumbliag
agitatedly with his gears. “IfT ever get aht
o' this alive . . .”

He had the cab spravried right across tbe
road as the other car approached at speed.
The pursuers pulled up with a shriek of
brak^ hut by tbe time they had leapt out.
the cab was off, and they had to get in again.

The brief start they had was being rapidly
reduced by tbe faster car when Dr. ^ggs
said, very poblely for him, “Excum me,
young la^'’. and locdt the tommy-gun from
Anna, who seemed to have forgotten she
stiD had h, and leaned out of the window.
TTiere was a noisy stuttering sound, and Jim
yelled “Got ’em.'”

Tbe Doctor's first burst had wrecked both
the front tyres of the pursuing car, which was
now bumping along almost out of control.
As it stopped, a man sprang out and fired at
the retreating taxi, but the only tyre be hit was
the spare one, and tbe cab was soon out of
range.

“Don’t you ever try to 'ire my cab again,
any of you.” should the lerrified driver,
swerving dang^ously as he turned to glare
at his passengers. “I shall want double fare.
and damages, that I shall. You did oughter 'a
knowed better. Dr. Briggs."

The Doctor tgivxed him. He was .sitting
beck betwe en Jim and Pru, with a beatific
smile on bis face.

“I'm a man of peace,” he remarked
dreamily. “A respectable citizen pursuing an
honourable calling. I've been dcfmved of my
car. I've had my taxi snaffled under my very
nose by a young hussy who wants a good
pranking, arid I’ve been left on tbe fringe of
all the excitement of the last sixteen hours or
so, and / don't mind. It's all beoi worth it.”

“I'm glad to bear you say that. Doctor,”
said Ray grimly, “benuse if that 'plane isn't
going to machine-gun us, i'll send back my
D.F.C "

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EAGLE CLUB

AND EDITOR'S PAGE

16 June 1950

Tkt Editor'! Office
EAGLE

43 Shoe Law, Lomdom, EC4

W HAT is miuiDintsm? It is.

according to David E. Tuthill
of Plymouth, the colteaing of
match-box covers.

That's something wc learned from the
"What do you like hesl" Competition in
FAGLii No. 3. (Incidoiully there are <]uite
a large number of "Philuminist-s" in the
FAGLF Oub.)

We were very nearly snowed under, but not
quite, 1^ all the (isis of hobbies y<Hi sent
along, and very interesting lists they were too.
Selecting the one wc liked hea was a tremen-
dous job; so much so, that wc have decided
to award three prizes instead of one.

Freda Austin of IChonirey Road., Brixlon
sent in the list for which vw are awarding the
first of the ^izes. Her interests apart fftmi
whal we might call the usual holies, like
those wc listed on the coupon include
“Dressing up”, “Doing the Housework”.
"Making Snow-men”. "Reading the Bible",
"Sitting in the Dark”, "Gcang on Bus Rides",
"Shorthand and Typing", “Nursing”, "Dress-
making", "Watching Weddings”. “Baby
Minding". "Making Noises” and fifty-four
more. It seemed to us a most vaned and
emerpnsing list, showing a good deal of
originality.

Two o^rs we have picked out for prizes
arc Frank L_ Tebbs. 136 l.ichfKld Road,
Beconiree, whose list includes pisciculture.
(We are learning a number of new words m
this coDipetitkHi; I imagine that pisciculture
means 'caic of fish'). Artd John Bowers, 21
Bancroft Road, Newark -on-Trent, who inclu-
des archery and puppetry among hu interests.

I also think we ought to send five bob to
David Tuthill for leaching us whal philu-
minism means.

There are a great many other lists almost
equally good and wc have certainly been
astonished by the wide variety of hobbies and
interests shovm by .EACl.r. readers. Wc arc
going catefully through all (he lists so as to
gel a clear picture of what you like doing
most. It will be a very ^eat help in planning
further activities of the Club. It is clear that
we shall have to organise a good number of
hobbygroiipsin whi^ all Eaglers with similar
inieiests can join. So far, you remember, we
have made a start with forming the Model
Car Club.

T his week, wc announce our second mug
III 7 HF MONTH. You'll agree, we feel sure,
that it is a thoroughly desen^ award.

Here arc the names of some others who
have been elected mugs. We shall announce
others from time to time in later issues as
space allows.

Tltere is, for example, 16-year-old John
Wilkins from Lincoln who has saved two
people from drowning in a year, lie is patrol
leader of the 22nd Troop of I.incolD Scouts
and has been awarded the gilt cross and bar.

There is Victor Crouch of 103 Galloway
Road, Shepherd's Bush. Lemdon, who one
day saw two boys driving a dug ofl'a dilTinia
Che sea. He tackled the boys and got badly
hull. But be kqst on and then, although there
were gla.vs and stones in the water, be jumped
in and sawed the dog from being washed out

There is Flizabelh McHutchison who came
across a liitle girl of three playing on the foot-
path. The little i^rl dashed into (he road after
her ball - in the path of an onemning car.
Elizabeth ran out and grabbed the little gift
and got her back to (he pavement just in time.

There ts Roy Davies of 18 Spaik Street,
Binningham. He has given up many weeks of
his lime to look after an clderiy couple who
have been ill and had no one to care for them.

Wc have only room for these fourexamples
this week. They all seem to us to have done
something special which deserves the award
of (be Mugs Badge. There are many others
10 tell you about later.

Yours sincerely,

THE EDITOR

Mifff OF TJVff Momw

COMPETITION CORNER

There me privs for tdt competitiaia ofam ihL neei. Yrw can letKiulI
your entries in one envelope, bat please put your mime am! atUress
and citA number on each. Address to Condition, EAGLE, 4 New
Street Square, London, E.C.4.

I. SEQUELS From the thousands of replies received to the Fill-in competition
some weeks ago it is obvious that a great many of you are very keen on drawing. So
here is something rather moie diificulu Our artist has drawn one pkture and has left
(he empty square for you to use your imagination and draw the succeeding part, the
sequel. Ifyoudon’t want to cut the page tiace the blank square on to a piece of paper.
National Savings Certifkates oC £I will be given for the three most original “Sequels”
received not later than June 21sL

RITY COMFETITION, No. 2 Write on a postcard,
in order numbered 1 to 6, your choice of the six books you have read which you
enjoyed most. Prizes of a £1 National Savings Certificate will be awarded to those
wIk) give correctly the books in the order of popularity agreed by the jud|^.

3. THE NOISES THEY MAKE: You all know that parrots talk and
monkeys chatter, but do you know the noises made Iq> (a) donkeys, (b) hones,
(c) lapwings, (d) seagulls, (e) hens, (0 hyena, (g) deer, (h) cricket, (i> grasshopper?
A prize of a 10/6 National Savings Certificate will go to the sender of the lint correct
-solution opHted oa June 21s.

luUsh Lonergan’s Quest

By MOORE RAYMOND

Lank froze n ha tracks, staring ahead

The story so for

in a fisiM witk Mnsiier. who wylays hm In of his
iiqury Lash wina Ihe ftnl naal al Ibe spofU nail day.
He it alsa ckallcnscd by Meuilcr lo ride an tmrideabk
mare bare-back. TtK bone is ClMckk. and 4be Iro Latb
ride her. IntwadofflOO Uuh accapU ChucUe lo settle
the debt. The lliuichback sends a letter to I ash and
Messitcr aikia* for oflen oaer £1.000 for the missiiio
wiH. Ihe offer is to be placed ia a tin ni Ibe middk of the
read by sundoteB on Sunday. AfKr Ihe sports Use
Hunehbsek robs a weattby ca trieman of jemls worth
ihoosaods. Hcarinc that Daco has |Ooe in punuii ol
Ihe biiihiaater. Lash follows bim. but he is captuted by
Data who ocdeis Yabbayabba lo kill Laah in the bush
at dawn. .Saddenty Mopoke aireears.

Chapter lo

M opoke suddenly stepped out
from behind the tree. He carried a
booRienng and spear. Crying
some native word, he again
hurled his boomerang.

Yabbayabba, watching its swifi curving
Right, raised his nullanulla in readiness to
strike tlie weapon and bring it to the ground.

Then Mopoke silently Rung a spear. It was
timed to reach YabbayaMe at the same mom-
em as the boomerang on its longer flight.

The trick caught Yabbayabba olThis guard.
He was just about to strike at the boomerang
when he glimpsed tbe flashing spear. He
hurled hinocir to the ground just in lime.

So accurate was Mopoke's judgment that
the two weapons reached tbe spot simul-
taneously. Unluckily, the boomerang hit one
end of the whizzing spear, and both went
flying into a dense and ihomy waitawhile
bush. Luckily, they were well out of reach of
Yabbayabba, now on hi.s feet again.

"Hard luck, Mopoke!” called Lash,
straining at the rope around his feet. New
hope of rescue had given him renewed
strength, and he thought he could detect a
loosening of Ihe bonds.

With a cry YaMiayabba leapt at Mopoke,
whom he now believed to be unarmed,

But all the time Mopoke had concealed in
his lef) hand a small but deadly weapon. It
was a smooth, egg-shaped pebble be slipped
into his right hand. He flung it with all hb
might al the onrxishing Yabbayabba.

The siMX struck the black in tbe middle of
the forehead. He grunted, spun round, flung
wide his weapons, and fell Rat on his back
. . . unconscious.

Lash was soon free. He stretched his
cramped arms and looked ruefully at his
chafed wrists.

“Mopoke!” he exclaimed, reaching out a
hand. "Put it there, cobber!*'

Shyly yet proudly, the abongine cla.sped
Lash's brown hand in his huge black paw.
Then Lash instructed him to mount tbe horse
that stood beside Monarch.

His Rrsi thought had been to take Yabba-
yabba prisoner, march him along to the
police, and turn him over as a self-confessed
murderer.

But he quickly decided that Yabbayabba
could wait. The Mack murderer was only an
Ignorant hireling. There were bigger Hsh lo
catch.

‘To Opaltown," said Lash, urging
Monarch into an anriile.

"No, no, boss!" cried Mopoke. “Co longa
father fella. Koala."

"Your father?*' Lash was puzzled.

Then Mopoke told the story the young man
was aching lo hear the story of how the
black managed to arrive in time to save him.

It was all very simple. Mopoke’s father.
Koala, had sent his son to ask Lash to come
up into the hills, where he would learn some
very important news.

Koala himself did not come down from bis

hiding-place, because he was being hunted by
Yabbayabba. Koala had been one of the
blacks who had discov«ed Uncle Peter's body
that tragic day. He had seen Yabbayabba
running away from the scene of Ihe crime.
He knew too much for Yabbayabba, who
was out to silence him.

But that was not all the news. Koala had
something extmndy important -to show Lash.
It was something to do with opals.

"Could he have nnade an opal strike?”
Lash asked him excitedly.

Mopoke went on to say how he went off to
Oonawidgee in search of Lash.

When he learned from Rawhide O'Reilly
that Lash had ridden off in pursuit of Dago
Messiler, the aborigine made for Coolabah
Creek Station.

"You runnem all night?" suggested Lash
admiringly.

Mopoke chuckled and went on to tell how
he had arrived at the homestead before dawn.
Then, when daylight came, be saw Lash being
put in charge of Yabbayabba and being taken
off into the bush.

Speaking in U^drfeUow English. Lash said :
"i’ll do what your father asks, Mopoke.
I’m sure it must be very important and
urgent news. But first I’m going to Opaltown.

“I’ve got an idea I might find out some-
thing about The Hunchback in Opaltown
this morning . . . something to do with last
night's robbery . . . something that might
lead us to his secret headquarters.”

They went cantering off throi«h the scrub
to the deserted township.

About half-a-mile from the deserted town-
ship. Lash and Mopoke reined Ibeir horses to
a walk. This was ihe roughrider's first pre-
caution.

They had not gone far when Monarch

The peak ruse a sheer SOU /erf abort the hills

whinnied. Both horses pricked their ears.

"There's a horse ahead," Lash told him-
self. "Maybe more than one. CXd a horse
whinny in Opaltown and give warning of our
approach?*'

The roughrider and his companion dis-
mounted and lied up their horses. They
approached Opaltovm quietly and on foot.

"Wait longa here a bit." he said to Mopoke.
Standing hidden in the last patch of scrub on
the outskirts of Opaltown, they gazed down
the dusty road that ran through tbe tumble-
down setilemem.

It was deserted. Not even a snake or goanna
or frit] lizard ran across the sun-scorched
road.

Yet Lash sensed there was someone about.
“Mine tinkit fella longa here,” he murmured
to Mopr^e.

Lash made for the mouldering building
that was once the township’s bank. II was
here he had first discovered the stron^iox
clues that connected The Hunchback with
Opaltown.

On nearing the place, he signalled Mopoke
to move off and try to approach the bank
from the frooi. I'he black silcAily disappeared.

Crack ! It was the unmisukaMe .sound of a
breaking twig, snapped by soraeane’s weight
on the tmtlle wood. Lash froze in his tracks,
staring ahead.

“There's somebody behind that fence,” he
told himself as be crouched low and began to
inch his way forward. He was aculdy aware
(hat be mi^t at any motmii be confronted
with Ihe menace known as The Hunchback.

He oept silently forward till he had almost
reached the vine-curtained fence. He held bis
breath and listened.

L ash edged further forward and, resting a
hand on one of the palings, started to
draw aside tbe curtain of leaves.

The paling was rotten, and it gave way.
The roughrtdci fell forward on to Ihe fence,
and the whole thing cd lapsed.

As he went sprawling, Lash heard a yell of
surprise. Before he could disentangle himself
the muzzle of a rifle was shoved within an
inch of his nose. “Stick 'em upf cried a shrill
voice. "Or I'll driU you!"

Lash burst into laughter. The holder of the
gun looked mommtarily astonished. Then he
gave a jt^ful cry of recognition.

"Lash!**

“Squib!"

"Rawhide and 1 came up lookin' for you,"
said Squib breathlessly. “He’s bavin’ a squiz
on that side o' tbe rood and I'm loolun' on
this. And I'm the one that's found vouf”
MoptAe appeared as if by magic. He had
heard the pair's laughter, and came to in-
vestipte.

Rawhide heard it. too. He arrived lo find
Lash, Sqihb, and Mopoke squatting on the
coilapsad fence.

MopcAe plucked at Lash's skeve and

pleaded; "You come quick longa Koala fella,

ehr

‘Too right, Mopoke. We won’t waste any
more lime here. We've already made enough
noise to scare anybody away. So get yoiu-
horses, mates."

Soon the four companions were riding
north towards Ihe hills again.

Now it was Mopoke who led the group.
He picked bis way among the basalt boulders,
winding in and out of the gums, ironbarks,
and ti-iree$.

Suddenly they came to a clearing bordered
by wattle trees golden with bloom.

Mopoke's father. Koala, awaited them.
The greying tufts of lair on eilber side of his
head gave the Uackfellow an appearance
tike the bear after which he was named.

Lash, who had known Koala since chikl-
bood, jumped down and shook the old man's

He briefly repealed what MopcAe had told
the roughrider - how lie had seen Yabba-
yabba running from the scene of Uncle
Peter's murder, and how a great piece of opal
was clutched in the lifeless hand of (he man
who was carried by the blacks to tbe home-
stead of C?oolabah Creek station.

‘‘Opal!" exclaimed the old aborigine,
pointing further into Ihe hills. "Plenty opal
longa bird humf^."

"What’s he meanT' asked Rawhide. "Bird
humpy. That means bird’s house."

“Why waste lime talking about it?" asked
Lash as he remounted. "Let's go and see."

With an agile ease surprising in a man of
his age. Koala vaulted up behind Mopoke.
who once more rode ahiad into (he hills.

Tbe slope grew sleeper and stonier. The
gullies benme ravines. Then, suddenly, they
rode out of (he scrub and saw Candle Peak.

Ages ago. when the crust of the earth in
these regions was undergoing (he convulsions
of settling down to rest, a deep-down volcanic
force thrust up a finger of rock. Roughly
cylindrical in shape, it lo<Aed something Uke
the stump of a lighted candle to tbe explorer
who saw it with the glow of sunrise at its peak.

“Bunyip longa there, eh, Koato?" laughed
Rawhide, pointing to the peak with precipi-
tous sides that rose a sheer SOD feet abene the
boulder-strewn hills.

Koala did not approve of the joke. Like
Ihe rest of (he blacks, he believed the tradi-
tional story about the inaccessible peak
being inhabited by a bunyip. The bunyip is a
fearsome, fabulous creature of the bush.

Koala instructed Mopoke to rein their
horse to a hall. Pointing down lo Ibe bottom
of tbe ravine, he said; "Findem Missa
Lonergan longa there."

"Then it must be somewhere around here
he found that bonzer bit of opal,” suggested
the Irishman.

"Missa Messiler come k>n^ here with
plenty fella." went on Mopoke. "All fella
lookem, lookem, lookem. No findem opal."

Koala slid off the horse and turned to the
others wHh a grin that mingled pride and
cunning. 'This fella findem budgeree opal,"
he told them.

So they all di»nounted and followed him
across the stony slope lo a dump of mulga
trees at the foot of Candle l^k.

"Ssssb-h-h!” whispered the old Mack,
quietly leading the way through the trees.
Soon he slopped and pointed, routiering;
“Opal longa bird bumpy.”

“It’s a bower bird’s nest!” exclaitned
Squib.

“Not a nest,” corrected Lash in a soft
murmur. "A bower Nrd’s playground. They

As they moved doaer to the bower
fashioned out of tall, dry grass intertwined at
the top by the bird’s weaving beak. Squib
remembered what he had learned from the
book . . . how the bird collected pebbles, Uls
of glass, bright things of every descriFAiott,
and made little heaps to decoraie fats bower.

"Strike iTK hancisomer’ exdaimed Raw-
hide aloud. “Look at the opab!"

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