The Orlando Clipper (Orlando, Okla.), Vol. 5, No. 40, Ed. 1 Friday, August 18, 1911 Page: 2 of 8
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_ JACQUES EUTRELLE
ILIE5IRAH0NS by M.O.l^Hiver
COPYRIGHT 1908 by THE ASSOCIATED <5UHDAY MA0A2IHE3
COPYRIGHT 190Q by THE DODDS * MERRILL COMPANY
8YN0PSIS.
Count 111 Itoslnl, tho Italian irnibns-
sailor, la hi ilmner with diplomat* I"
the national capital when a nu-xs'-ngcr
bring* a noto diiaetlns lmn to cunm to
the embassy at once. Hero a benut nil
young woman uska that she bo fc1' "
H Ih-Kol to 1110 . mbassy ball. Tho tick
et Is made out la tho name of Mias Is-
abel Thorne. Chief Campbell of the
secret service, riml Mr. tjrlmin. his h.ad
detective, arc warned that a plot or in
Hallo races uftalnst tho English speak-
ln« r.ios Is brewing In Washington,
and Clrlmm goes to the stale ball tor
Information. In a conservatory Ids at-
tention Is called to Miss Isabel Thorn ,
who with lor companion, soon disap-
pears. A revolver shot is beard and
Campbell and Grimm hasten down t ie
hall to find that Senor Alvarez of tno
Mexican legation, bns been shot. A wo-
man ill 1 It. and Grimm Is assured It was
Miss Thorne. He visits her, demanding
knowli dim of the affair, and there arrests
a man named Pietro Petroslnnl. Mbs
Thorne visits an old man, f-ulgl, appar-
ently a bomb maker, and they speak or
a wonderful experiment.
lars In American gold, the first of
four payments of similar sums. This
gold was to have been shipped to Phil-
adelphia by express to-day to catch a
steamer for Venezuela.”
Mr. Grimm nodded.
"The fact that this gold was in
man with one sharp, inquiring glance,
and continued:
"The gentleman who paid the money
remained here from four until nine
o’clock while I. personally, counted it.
As I counted it I placed it in canvas
bags and when he had gone I took
these bags from this room* into that.”
he Indicated a closed door to his right,
"and personally stowed them away in
the safe. I closed and locked the
door of the safe myself; I know that
it was locked. And that's all, except
this morning the money was gone.”
“Safe blown?” inquired Mr. Grimm.
‘‘No, Senor!” exclaimed the diplo-
matist with sudden violence. "No, the
safe was not blown! It was closed
and locked, exactly as I had left It!”
Mr. Grimm was Idly twisting the seal
ring on his little finger.
“Just as I left it!” Senor Rodriguez
repeated excitedly. “Last night after
I locked the safe door I tried it to
make certain that it was locked. I
happened to notice then that the
—.....- " Happen.- —
Senor Rodiguez's possession could not | f|0lnter on tj10 dial had stopped pre-
hnvo heon known lo more than half | c)se]y at number forty-five. This
morning, when I unlocked tbo safe—
CHAPTER VIII.—(Continued.)
have been know’n to more than half
a dozen persons, as the negotiations
throughout have been in strict se-
crecy," and Mr. Campbell smiled be-
nignly. “So much! Now, Senor Rod-
riguez has just telephoned asking that
I send a man to the legation at once.
The gold was kept there over night
or perhaps I should say that the senor
intended to keep it there over night.”
Mr. Campbell stared at Mr. Grimm for
a moment, then: “Miss Thorne, you
know, is a guest at the legation, that
is why I am referring the matter to
Simultaneously the front door of the
house on the corner, where Hastings
had been hiding, and the front door
of the house near tho corner, where
Blair had been hiding, opened and two
heads peered out. As the car approach-
ed Hastings’ hiding-place he withdrew
into the hallway; but Blair came out
and hurried past tho legation in the
direction of the rapidly disappearing
motor. Hastings joined him; they
spoke together, then turned tho cor-
ner.
It was about ten o’clock that night
when Hastings reported to Mr. Camp-
bell at his home.
“We followed the car in a rented
automobile from the time it turned
the corner, out through Alexandria,
and along tho old Baltimore Road Into
the city of Baltimore,” he explained.
“It was dark by the time we reached
Alexandria, but we stuck to the car
ahead, running without lights until
we carrie in sight of Druid Hill Park,
and then we had to show lights or he
held up. We covered those forty
miles going in less than two hours.
“After the car passed Druid Hi'.l it
slowed up a little, aud ran off the
turnpike into North Avenue, then into
North Charles Street, and slowly
along that as if they were looking for
a number. At last it stopped and
Miss Thorne got out and entered a
house. She was gone for more than
half an hour, leaving Mr. Cadwallader
with the car. While she was gone I
made some Inquiries and learned that
the house was occupied by a Mr.
Thomas 0 Griswold. I don't know
anything else about him; Blair may
have learned something.
“Now cornea the curious part of it,”
and Hastings looked a little sheepish.
“When Miss Thorne came out of the
house she was not Miss Thorne at all
—she was Senorlta Inez Rodriguez,
daughter of the Venezuelan minister.
She wol-e the same clothing Miss
Thorne had worn going, but her veil
was lifted. Veiled and all muffled up
one would have taken oath it was the
same woman. She and Cadwallader
are back in Washington now, or are
coming. That’s all. except Blair is
still in Baltimore, awaiting orders. I
caught the train from t lie Charles
Street station and came back. John-
son, you know—”
“Yes, I've seen Johnson,” inter-
rupted Campbell. “Are you absolutely
v positive that the woman you saw get
Into the automobile with Mr. Cadwal-
lader was Miss Thorne?”
"Absolutely,” replied Hastings with-
out hesitation. “I saw her in her own
room with her wraps on, then Haw her
come down and get into the car.”
"That’s all," said tho chief. "Good-
night.”
For an hour or more he sat in a
great, comfortable chair in the smok-
ing-room of his own home, the guile-
less blue eyes vacant, staring, and
spidery lines in the benevolent fore-
head.
you.
“I understand," said Mr. Grimm.
And ten minutes later Mr. Grimm
presented himself to Senor Rodriguez.
“Senor,” he inquired placidly, “fifty , meekly,
thousand dollars in gold would weigh j Mr. Grimm believed him.
and, of course, I didn’t know then that
the money had been taken—the point-
er was still at number forty-five."
lie paused with one hand in the air;
Mr. Grimm continued to twist the seal
ring.
"It was all like—like some trick on
the stage,” the minister went on,
"like the magician’s disappearing lady,
or_or—! It was as though I had not
put the money into the safe at all!”
"Did you?" inquired Mr. Grimm ami-
ably.
^'Did I?" blazed Senor Rodriguez.
••Why, Senor—i I did!” he concluded
taken out of the safe without it b' as ,
unlocked. This last would have been
a miracle, and this is not the day ° i
miracles, therefore—!"
Mr. Grimm’s well modulated vole*
trailed off into silence. Senor Rodri-
guez came to his feet with a blaze of
anger in his eyes; Mr. Grimm wa*
watching him curigusly.
“I understand, Senor," said the min-
ister deliberately, "that you believe
that I—!”
"I believe that you have told the
truth,’’ interrupted Mr. Grimm placid-
ly, "that is the truth so far as you
know it. But you have stated on*
thing in error. Somebody besides your
self does know the combination.
Senor Rodriguez drew a deep breath
of relief. The implied accusation had
been withdrawn as pleasantly and
frankly as it hnd been put forward.
"I ran across a chap in New 'dork
once, for instance,” Mr. Grinnn took
the trouble to explain, “who could un-
lock any safe—that is, any safe of the
kind used at that time—twelve or
fourteen years ago. So you see. 1
doubt if he would be so successful
with the new thod< 1), with all their
improvements, but then—! You know
he would have made an ideal burglar,
tnnt chap. Now, Senor, who lives here
in the legation with vou?"
“My secretary, Senor Diaz, my
daughter Inez, and just at the mo-
ment, a Miss Thorne—Miss Isabel
Thorne,” the senor informed him.
“Also four servants—two men and two
women.'
t~\0CTORS know
Ly that Oxidine is a
most dependable sys-
tem-cleansing tonic.
Most useful in stirring
up lazy livers, sluggish
bowels and kidneys,
weak stornaebs. Its efc
fects are quick, safe,
sure and permanent.
On the morning of the second day
following, Senor Rodriguez, the min-
ister from Venezuela, reported to the
Secret Service Bureau the disappear-
ance of fifty-thousand dollars in gold
from a safe in his private office at the
legation.
CHAPTER IX.
Fifty Thousand Dollars.
Mr. Campbell was talking.
“For several months past,” he said,
“the International Investment Com-
pany, through its representative, Mr.
Cressy, has been secretly negotiating
with Senor Rodriguez for certnin as-
phalt properties in Venezuela. Three
days n;*i these negotiations were suc-
cessfully concluded, and yesterday aft-
ernoon Mr. Cressy, in secret, paid to
genor Rodriguez, fifty thousand dol-
nearly two hundred pounds, wouldnt
it?”
Senor Rodriguez stared at him
blankly.
"SI, Senor,” he agreed absently. And
then, in English: "Yes. 1 should im-
agine so.”
“Well, was all of it stolen, or only
a part of it?" Mr. Grimm went on.
The minister gazed into Uie listless
eyes for a time, then, apparently be-
wildered, walked forth and back
across the room again. Finally he sat
down.
"All of it," he admitted. ”1 can’t un-
derstand it. No one, not a soul in this
house, except myself, knew it was
here.”
"In addition to this weight of. say
two hundred pounds, fifty thousand
dollars would make considerable
bulk,” mused Mr. Grimm. “Very well!
Therefore it would appear that the
person, or persons, who got it must
have gone away from here heavily
laden?”
Senor Rodriguez nodded.
"And now, Senor,” Mr. Grimm con-
tinued, "if you will kindly state the
circumstances immediately preceding
and following the theft?”
A slight frown which had been
growing upon the smooth brow of the
diplomatist was instantly dissipated.
"The money—fifty thousand dollars
in gold coin—was paid to me yester-
day afternoon about four o'clock,” he
began slowly, In explanation.
“By Mr. Cressy of the International
Investment Company,” supplemented
Mr. Grimm. "Yes. Go on.”
The diplomatist favored Lb* young
Except Myself, Knew It Was Here.”
“Who else knows the combination
of the safe?” he queried.
“No one, Senor—not a living soul.”
"Your secretary, for instance?”
"Not even my secretary."
‘‘Some servant—some member of
your family?”
"I tell you, Senor, not one person
in all the world knew that combina-
tion except myself,” Senor Rodriguez
insisted.
"Your secretary—a servant—some
member of your family might have
seen you unlock the safe some time,
and thus learned the combination?”
Senor Rodriguez did not quite know
whether to be annoyed at Mr. Grimm's
persistence, or to admire the tenacity
with which he held to this one point.
"You must understand, Senor
Grimm, that many state documents
are kept in the safe,” he said finally,
"therefore It is not advisable that any
one should know the combination,
have made it an absolute rule, as did
my predecessors here, never to un-
lock the safe in the presence of an-
other person.”
"State documents!” Mr. Grimm's
lips silently repeated the words. Then
aloud: "Perhaps there's a record of
the combination somewhere? If you
had died suddenly, for instance, how
would the safe have been opened?”
“There would have been only one
way, Senor—blow It open. There is
no record.”
“Well, if we accept all that as true,”
observed Mr. Grimm musingly, "ft
would seem that you either didn’t put
the money into the safe at all, or—
please sit down, there's nothing per-
sonal In this—or else the money was
"I’ve had the pleasure of meeting
your daughter and Miss Thorne,” Mr.
Grimm informed him. "Now, suppose
we take a look at the safe?"
"Certainly.”
Senor Rodriguez started toward the !
closed door Just as there came a tim-
id knock from the hall. He glanced
at Mr. Grimm, who nodded, then ho
called:
“Come in!”
The door opened, and Miss Thorne j
entered. She was clad in some filmy, !
gossamer-like morning gown with her
radiant hair caught upon her white
neck. At sight of Mr. Grimm the blue- .
gray eyes opened as if in surprise,
and she paused irresolutely.
“I beg your pardon, Senor,” she
said, addressing the diplomatist. "1
did not know you were engaged. And
Mr. Grimm!" She extended a slim,
white hand, and the young man bowed
low over it. “We are old friends,” she
explained, smilingly, to the minister.
Then: “I think I must have dropped j
my handkerchief when I was in here j
yesterday with Inez. Perhaps you '
found it?"
“91, Senorita,” replied Senor Rod-
riguez gallantly. “It is on my desk
in here. Just a moment.”
He opened the door and passed into
the adjoining room. Mr. Grimm's
eyes met those of Miss Isabel Thorne,
and there was no listlessness in them
now, only interest. She smiled at him
tauntingly and lowered her lids. Senol-
Rodriguez appeared from the other
room with the handkerchief.
"Mil gracias. Senor," she thanked
him.
“No hay de que, Senorita,” he re-
turned, as he opened the door for her.
“Monsieur Grimm, au revoir!” She
dropped a little curtsey, aud still smil-
ing, went out.
"She is charming, Senor,” the diplo-
matist assured him enthusiastically, j
albeit irrelevantly. “Such vivacity,
such personality, such—such—she is
charming."
'The safe, please,” Mr. Grimm re- !
minded him.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
"Pins and Needles.”
After being for a long time in a con- i
strained attitude a peculiar numbness |
and pricking is often felt in the arm, !
leg or foot. This is caused by some I
interruption to the circulation and
can usuany he removed by rubbing or
exercise.
The reason of the sensation, which
is decidedly uncomfortable while it
lasts, is that pressure for a certain
length of time deadens the sensibil-
ity of a nerve. When this pressure is
suddenly removed las straightening
out the leg after sitting with it dou-
bled underneath the body) sensibility
gradually returns to the nerve, and
as each nerve-liber composing the
trunk regains its normal condition of
sensibility a pricking sensation is felt,
and these successive prickings from
tiie successive awakenings of the nu-
merous fibers have not inaptly been
called "pins and needles."—From the
Family Doctor.
bottle proves.
The specific for Malaria, Chili*
and Fever and all diseases
due to disorders of liver,
stomach, bowels
and kidneys.
EOc. At Your Druggist*
fSI usnxsxs DSVQ o*.,
Vioo, Tem.
Ruins In Yucatan.
There is in Yucatan a chain of ruins
300 miles long, where once stood
buildings richly decorated and erected
with a vast amount of architectural
knowledge. The buildings belonged
to the stone age, when the remarkable
figures In stone wero carved with
pieces of flint. The people of this !
age had not the use of either bronze i
or iron.
On the Eligible List.
"So you think that Baron Fucash is
likely to propose to me?” said the
beauteous heiress. "Yes,” repli
Mrs. Cumrox. "I think there in a
probability. You see, ills credit..:--’
pressing him and he's got to ; ro,, . •
to somebody.”
HE HAD THEM IN A CORNER
Clergyman's Rebuke to Thoughtless
Youths at Once Neat and
Disconcerting.
A well-known clergyman was one
day in a barber’s shop, when four or
five young men walked in whom he
knew by their voices, but who did not
recognize the man in the chair, with
lather all over his face. They pro-
ceeded to spend the time by telling
stories and using expressions which,
to say the least, were rather strong.
When the barber pulled away the
towel the clergyman, cleanly shaved,
stood before them. So nonplussed
were they that no one tried to take
the vacant chair, and the barber
called several times—“Next gentle-
man! Next gentleman!”
The clergyman smiled somewhat
grimly as he said:
“It isn't a bit of use, John. There’s
not a man here who has the effront-
ery to answer to that name.”
Serenity.
"The true religious man, amid all
the ills of time, keeps a serene fore-
head and entertains a peaceful heart.
This, going out and coming in amid
1 ail the trials of the city, the agony
of the plague, the horrors of the
thirsty tyrants, the fierce democracy
| abroad, the fiercer ill at home—the
saint, the sage of Athens, was still
1 the same. Such a one can endure
1 hardness; can stand alone and be
content; a rock amid the waves—
lonely, but not moved. Around hi;w
the few or many may scream, calum-
niate, blaspheme. What is all to him
hut the cawing of the seabird about
that solitary, deep-rooted stone?’’—
Theodore Parker.
A Hopeful Fellow.
“What is an optimist?”
“A man whose bump of hope is big
ger than the rest of his head.”
AT THE PARSONAGE.
Coffee Runs Riot No Longer.
“Wife and I had a serious time of it
while we were coffee drinkers.
“She had gastritis, headaches, belch
ing and would have periods of sick-
ness, while I secured a daily headache
that became chronic.
“We naturally sought relief by drugs
without avail, for It is now plain
enough that no drug will cure the dis-
eases another drug (coffee) sets up,
particularly, so long as the drug
which causes the trouble is continued.
“Finally we thought we would try
leaving off coffee and using Postum. I
noticed that my headaches disappeared
like magic, and my old ‘trembly’ nerv-
ousness left. One day wife said, ‘Do
you know my gastritis has gone?’
“One can hardly realize what Post-
um has done for us.
“Then we began to talk to others.
Wife’s father and mother were both
coffee drinkers aud sufferers. Their
headaches left entirely a short time
after they changed from coffee to
Postum.
"1 began to enquire among my par-
ishioners and found to my astonish-
ment that numbers of them use Post-
um in place of coffee. Many of the
ministers who have visited our par-
sonage have become enthusiastic cham-
pions of Postum." Name given by
Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mich.
Read the little book, “The Road to
Wellville,” in pkgs. "There’s a reason.”
liver read tbe above letter? A nev*
one appears from time to time. They
lire genuine, true, und full of burn**
Interest*
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