"How," began Craddock, bewildered and angry; "how——" He stopped abruptly, for his successful rival was sound asleep.

* * * * *

Next morning the Intelligence came out with two and three-quarter columns of news from the front, while the Moonshine's space reserved for the latest war news was as vacant as the expression on the face of its puzzled editor.

Jack Devereux had made his scoop and his reputation in one stroke.

THE END

The
POWDER
HULK

By Percy F. Westerman

Illustrated by E. S. HODGSON