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THE NEWS-HERALD, HILLSBORO, OHIO, THURSDAY, DECEMBER 31, 1914
Million Dollar Mystery
Illustrated from Scenes in the Photo Drama of tho
Soma Same Jty the Thanhouscr Film Company
"I don't know, sir.
brought It, saying it wa8 tor Miss
"Let me Bee If there is a card."
Hut Jim searched in vain for the card
of the donor. At once all his suspi
cions arose "Don't touch them. Bet-
tor let tho maid throw them out.
Fruit from unknown persons might
not be the healthiest tiling hi tba
"What do s-ou think?"
"That in all probability they are poi
eoned. But there's no need trying to
prove my theory right or wrong. Ask
Jones. He'll tell you to throv them
"Horrible!" Florence shuddered.
"But they do not want to poison me.
i m too valuable. They want
"Who can say?" returned Jim
gloomily. "They may hare learned
that they cannot beat us, no matter
what card they turn up. I may be
wrong, but take my advice and throw
them away. . . . Good Lord, what's
"Some one cried!"
"O, Miss Florence!" exclaimed tho
maid, terror stricken as she recalled
Susan's act. "Miss Susan took a
peach from the basket and was eating
it on the way to her room!"
"Good heavens!" gasped Jim. "I
was right The fruit was poisoned."
Jim had head enough to send for a
ppeciallst he knew. The specialist ar
rived about twenty minutes after Sus
an's first cry. To his keen eye It
looked like a certain poison which had
for Its basis the venom of the cobra.
"Will the live?"
"O, yes. But she'll be a wreck for
Home months. Send her to the hos
pital where I can visit her frequently.
And I'll take that peach along for
analysis. No police affair?"
"No. We dare not call them in,"
"That's your affair. I'll send down
the ambulance. Keep her quiet She'll
have a species of paralysis; but that'll
work off under the treatment A
"So It is," agreed Jim grimly.
Florence knelt beside her friend's
bed and cried softly.
"You called me Just in time. An
hour later, nothing would have saved
her. She would have been paralyzed
Jim accompanied the doctor to the
door and went in search of Jones He
found the' taciturn butler eying the
fruit basket, his face gray and drawn,
Jhough his eyes blazed with fury.
"A pretty bad poison, too," said Jim.
"We can't do anything. We've Just
cct to ait still. But in the end we'll
get them. That she devil . . ."
'No, my friend; that he devil The
woman is mad over hlra and would
commit any crime at his bidding. But
this Is his work. We want him. He
wasn't without courage to send this
fruit, knowing that I would instantly
suspect the sender. Yet, I have no
definite proof. I could not hold him
in court in law. He will have bought
the fruit piece by piece, the basket in
a basket shop. He will have injected
the poison himself when alone. Poor
Susan! That messenger was without
doubt some one over whom he holds
the threat of the death chair. That's
the way he works."
Jim tramped the room while Jones
carried the. fruit to the kitchen. The
butler returned after a while.
"What about that blank sheet of pa
per?" "It has to be dipped into a solution;
after that you can read it by heating.
I have already dipped it into the solu
tion. The moment the heat leaves the
sheet the writing disappears again.
The ink is waterproof. I'll show you."
Jones got a candle from the mantle,
lit it, and held the sheet of paper very
close to the flame. Gradually, almost
imperceptibly, letters began to form on
the blank sheet At length the mes
sage was complete.
"Dear Hargreave The Russian min
ister of police is at the BlaUc hotel
under the name of Henri Servan. He
is investigating the work of the Black
Hundred in this country and can free
you from their vengeance If you sup
ply the evidence needed."
"Now, what evidence can he want?"
"Such as will prove Braine an unde
"Quietly pack him off to Russia,
where he is badly wanted."
"Who sent this message?"
"One of our mysterious friends. We
have a few, as you already know. But
111 go and make this man Servan a
visit I have seen the real minister,
and if this man is the same one, some
thing of importance may turn up. I
shall want you somewhere about
Here. HI let you have this letter. Re
member, heat brings It out and cold
air makes it vanish. Now I'll go up
for a moment to see bow that poor
girl Is getting along. We are lucky;
there's no gainsaying that"
"You're a clever mas, Jones." said
Jones turned upon him, his face
grave. The two men looked steadily
fato 6Mb other's eyes. Jones was
(Copyright, 1911, by Harold WacOrath).
A meFBenCer first to turn nnlr Jitu olanso no lia
had something to conceal and Jim had
When the ambulance look tho tor.
tured Susan away, Jones addressed
"I am going out and so is Mr. -Nor-
l ton. Do not leave the house; not
oven If yoti have n telephone call from
me or Norton. Both of us will return;
' so don't let anything bather or con
I "I promise," said Florence, strug- '
gilng with a sob.
Jones went downstairs again, paused I
by a window as it cogitating, and sud
denly threw It up and looked abroad. I
A rustle among the lilacs caused a
I smile to flit across his faoe Sn Uxt
' had sent some one to learn the effect
of the poison? Or to follow him
should ho leave the bouse? He re- I
tired to the kitchen and gave some
Letters Began to Form on the Blank
explicit orders to the chef, orders
which did not In any way refer to
cooking. Then Jones and the reporter
left the house, each quite aware that
they were being followed. Near the
Blank hotel they separated In order
to confuse the stalker. He might dod
der and follow the wrong man. But
it was evident that this time he had
been directed to follow Jones; for he
entered the hotel a minute after
Meantime a second snv. whom .Tnnpn
had not seen, had observed the trans-
fer ol the invisible writinc and had
Immediately Informed Braine, who
was not far away. That his poisoned
fruit had stricken down an outsider
troubled him none at all. But that
mysterious message he meant to have;
it might be a life and death affair, It
might be a clue to the treasure, or
the whereabouts of Hargreave.
Thus, while only one man followed
Jones, several kept a far eye on Jim.
Jones scribbled his name on a blank
card and had it taken to the Russian's
room. The page eyed that card curl
ously. It was different from anything
he had ever seen before. In one cor
ner were written three or four words
which resembled a cross between He
brew and Greek.
"Humph!" muttered the boy.
"Whadda y' know about that? Chick
en scratches; but I guess the bell
rings Itooslan. On your way, Hor
tense," he pried to the hall maid, who
'anted a look at the card. "Up f th'
room, sir. He'll see yuh!" The boy
kept the silver salver extended ex
pectantly, but Jones went past with
out apparently noticing the hint
The Russian was standing by a win
dow when Jones knocked and was
bidden to enter
"You are not Hargreave."
"Neither are you the Russian min
ister of police," urbanely.
"Who are you?"
"I am Hargreave's confidential man,
The two men eyed each other cau
tiously. "You speak Russian?"
"No. I am able to scribble a few
words; that Is all."
The Russian lit a cigarette and
smoked leisurely. He was !n no hur
ry. "No, I am not the minister; but I
am his accredited agent. I am em
powered to bring back to Russia a
man who is known here by the name
of Braine, another by the name of
Vroon, and a woman who calls her
self a countess and unfortunately is
one. All I desire is some damaging
proof against them that they are out
laws In this country. The rest will
"They have all three taken out nat
The Russian waved his hand airily.
"Once they are in Russia those docu
ments will never come to light This
man Braine, it has been learned, has
long been In the pay of Prussia, and
has given the- general staff of that
country many plans of our frontier
fortifications. I do not know what any
one of the three looks like. That is
why I sought Hargreave."
"I will gladly point them out to
you," said Jones, rubbing his hands
together, a sign that he was greatly
Jones Paused by a Window.
"That will be very good of you, I'm
sure," In a rumbling but perfectly
"And suddenly they all three will
"Suddenly; and you may believe me
that from that time on they'll be heard
of never more."
"AH this sounds extremely agree
able to mo. Mr. Hargreave will be
happy to hear that his long enforced
hiding will soon come to an end."
"All you have to do, sir, is to point
thorn out to me."
"It may take a week or ten days."
"My government has waited for ten
years to gather in this delectable trio.
A month, if you like."
"The sooner the better. I shall call
this evening after dinner. We shall
'iegin with Mr. Braine; and generally
a here he Is is the woman. Vroon
will be the most difficult."
"After dinner, then, since you know
some of his haunts. There is a re
ward." Jones laughed shortly "Keep It
yourself, sir. Mr. Hargreave would
willingly double whatever this reward
is to eliminate these despicable crea
tures from his affairs:"
While this conversation was taking
place Norton idled about; and feeling
the cravings for a cigarette, prepared
to roll one, only to find that he hadn't
the "makings." So fate urjuid him to
step Into the nearest tobacconist's.
He asked for his favorite brand and
passed over tho silver.
Braine and his companions saw Nor
ton enter the shop. It agreed with
their plans perfectly. The tobacconist
happened to be affiliated with the or
der. So they hurried into the shon.
Jlm instantly realized that he was In
"How can I get out of here?" he
whispered to the tobacconist.
The latter smiled. "I have to obey
these gentlemen. I don't know what
they want you for; but if I made a
move to help you I should find my
own throat cut without saving yours."
Jim made a dash for the rear door,
to find It locked. Even as he fumbled
with the key, Braine and his com
panlons flung themselves upon the re
porter and overpowered him.
i "Ah, my friend Braine!" he said.
I "My friend Norton!" Jeered the vic
tor "And what do you want; some
J "A paper, my friend, a little secret
of paper with invisible writing on it
We promise to give you something in
exchange for it."
I "What?" asked Jim with as much
nonchalance as he could assume.
"Search," said Jim. "You won't ob
ject to my smoking?" He began to
roll a cigarette while they passed -ver
him. He struck a match; the pleas
ant aroma of tobacco floated about his
"He's got it on him somewhere 1
eaw him take it. He's got his nerve
The cigarette glowed. Jim smoked
Through every pocket they went
The contents of his wallet lay scat
tered at his feet, his watch dangled
from the chain. The cigarette grew
shorter and shorter. Suddenly one of
the men stretched out a hand and
whisked the cigarette from Jim's lips
Ho threw It to the floor and stamped
out the coal.
"I thought so!" he exclaimed, hold
ing out the scrap of burnt paper to
The words "Dear Hargreave" wcvro
all that remained of the message. With
a snarl of rage Braine whipped out his
"I will give you one minute to tell
me what that paper contained "
"And after that minute is up?"
"A bullet In your stomach."
Quick as a flash Jim's hand shot
out, caught the loosely held revolver,
gave It a wrench, and brought it down
savagely upon Braine's head. Then
he reversed it and backed toward the
"Au rovoir, till we meet again, gen
A Packet of Papers.
Jim said nothing at first about his
adventure to Jones, whom he met
half an hour later
"Was it necessary to keej that in-
visible latter?" ho asked.
"No," snW Jones
"Would It have given our -affttirs a
serious turn llf It -had fallen into Allon
"Decidedly," answered Jones "It
1 would moan flight for the Black ttun-
area or a Jon; time under cover if that his cunning trap had boen to
our friend Braine learned that Russia tally dstroyod. With tho Infinite pa
nas now taklnt; an active interest In -tienco of his kind he began the weav-
the doings of Uio Black Hundred. And
eventually all our work would have
to be done over .again."
"You look a feit mussed up. Any
thin? happened?" laBkod the keen-eyed
"Nothing mtich I made a clgaretto
out of tho letter and smoked it"
Jones chuckled. "I see that you
have had an adventure of some sort;
but It can wait."
"Becausa I want you to pack off to
"Yes. I want you , to interview
those officials who are most familiar
with the extradition laws."
"A new kink?"
"What I wish to learn is this- Can
a man, formerly undesirable, take out
naturalization papers and hold to tho
protection of the United States gov
ernment? That is to say, a poisoner.
menaced by Siberia, becomes an Am-
erlcan citizen. He Is abducted and
carried back to Russia. Could he look
to this government for nrotectlon?
That Is what I want you to find out."
"That will be easy. When shall I
as soon as you can pack your
"That's always packed," replied tho
reporter. "You see, I'm eternally
shunted hither and yon, at a moment's
notice, so I always have an extra grip
packed for quick travel."
"The Russian agent wants Braine,
Vroon, nnd the countess; and tonight
I'm going to try to point them out to
him. It would satisfy me more than
anything I know to eliminate this
precious trio In Russian fashion. It's
thorough; and once accomplished,
good-day to the Black Hundred In Am
erica. The organization in Russia
has still some political significance,
but on this side of the water it la
merely an aggregation of merciless
"I'll' take the first train out. But
you will tell Florence?"
"And take care of your own heels.
You were watched at the hotel."
"l.know it; but the watcher could
learn nothing, Henri Servan as a name
will suggest nothing to the fool who
followed me. Besides, we both knew
that he was trying to peek through
That hotel, you know,
the old-fashioned key-
"To keep the maids In good humor,
I suppose," laughed Jim. "Well, I must
be on my way to make that flyer."
Tho two shook hands and Jim hur
ried off. The butler watched him till
he disappeared down tho subway.
( "He's a good lad," he murmured,
"and a brave lad; and money is only
an incident in human affairs after all.
I'll be a good angel and let the two
be happy, since they love each other
and have proved it in a thousand
Meanwhile the Russian agent settled
down before his writing portfolio; and
once or twice as he wrote he thought
ne neara a sound outside the door.
No doubt this butler of Hargreave's
had been watched and followed. By
and by he rose, drew his revolver, and
tiptoed to the door obliquely so that
the watcher outside might not become
aware of his approach Swiftly he
swung back the door and the member
of tho Black Hundred stumbled into
the room. Almost instantly the Rus
sian caught him by the collar and
held him up.
"What were you doing outside my
The man did not answer He was'
.trying to collect his thoughts.
"A spy of some sort, eh?"
"I'm a detective," said the man
Anally, thinking he saw his way clear.
"And what did you expect to learn
by looking through the keyhole of my
Servan laughed. "Show
badge of authority."
The man fumbled In his upper
pocket, hoping against hope that the
muzzle of the revolver would waver.
"You're an ordinary thief," declared
the Russian; "and as such I shall
instantly hand you over to the hotel
authorities unless you tell me exactly
who and what you are."
The man remained dumb.
He hung I
betwften the devil and the deep sea.
If he told the truth the organization
would soon learn the truth; if he kept
still he would be lodged In Jail, per
haps Indefinitely, for he hadn't a sav
ory police record. Presently his
nerve gave way In face of the steady
eye ana nana, and he confessed the
why and .wherefore he had sought the
keyhole of Servan's room.
"We are after this butler. Where-
ever he goes we follow,
unr.ii t - . i
vi. you ve wasieo your time, my
"versome property M? Hargreave ?T "' , YU W,H E t0 the b befre ' Le0na Chaney is spending a few
left in ance for sale I know , da lve BOt t0 spend 80me t,rno at , days wlt" K- M- Chv
notnlng Sout your private feudl I SauTr aT., T "!? Dfa MartI" l3 8pendD a few da8
Now. get out But keep out of my 2 Z?L "' ff "l! bIe ' her grandmother, Mrs. Samuel
way; j am not a peaceful man."
The spy tumbled out as he
tumbled in. by an act of gravity; and
Servan was alone. He spent two
days Jn comparative Idleness. Then
things began to wake up.
For a long time tho leather box
across which was inscribed "Stanley
Hargreave" lay In peace undisturbed.
A busy spider bad woven a trap
across the handle to the quaint lock.
The box was still badly stained from
1U immeon nrsairUwateVTt
ra cortnln tlmo It was" quietly with
drawn from Its hiding plaoe. It was
stealthily opened A hand reached mln
and when It withdrew a packet "of
.papers was nh-o withdrawn, The box
vas acaln locked nnd lowered; and
prenently the spider returned to find
Ing of another trap. Perhaps this
would be more successful than ItH
Later Henri Servan received a tele
phone call. Ho was Informed that his
purpose in Amorica would be real
ized by1 his presence at such and such
a Jjox that night at the opera Fur
ther information could not be given
over the telephone. Servnn seemed
well satisfied. Ho dressed carefully
that evening, called up the office clerk
and Inquired if his box tickets for the
opera had arrived He was Informed
that they had. Instantly the spy, who
had dared to linger about the hotel,
overhearing this conversation, deter
mined to notify Braine at once. And
at the same time, Norton, In disguise,
determined not to lose sight of this
man 'whom he had set himself to
The spy left by one entrance and
Jim by another. Jim had learned
what he desired: that the RusRinn
agent would be followed to the opera
'and thnt It wn inr- tn h tmnit
to hand the documents to him. The
spy entered a drug store and tele
phoned. Jim waited outside. When
the man came out he strolled up the
street and entered the nearest saloon.
Jim's work was done.
It was Braine's lieutenant, however,
who took the news to Braine.
"We have succeeded."
"Good!" said Braine.
"He will go to tho opera. He will
have a box Doubtless they have ar
ranged to deliver the papers there."
"And the next thing is to get the
number of his box." This Braine had
no difficulty In doing. "So that's all
It Was Stealthily Opened.
fixed. He calls himself Servan
and registers from Paris. I'll show
the fool that he has no moujlk to
deal with this time,"
"And what are these documents?"
"Ah, that's what we are so anxious
to find out Some papers are going
to be exohanged between this Rus
sian spy and Jones or his agents.
That these papers concern us vi
tally I am certain. That la why
I am going to get them if
there has to be a murder at the
opera tonight. Norton has been to
Washington He was seen coming out
of the Russian embassy, from tho
secretaries of state and war and a
dozen other offices I've got to find
out Just what all this raeanB"
"It means that the time has come
for us to fly," said Olga. "We have
failed. I have warned you. We have
still plenty of money left. It is time
we folded our tents and stole away
quietly 1 tell you I feel it In my bones
that there is a pit before us some
where; and If you force Issues we shall
all fall Into It"
"The white feather, my dear?"
"Them la nltncvoftin,- anmA illlYaranna
tiatWPPtl tllA Tl'tllta Pantliap nn.4 ..Am.
... vv- w ..u,lv .luiiioi nun wvriu-
mon-sense caution." j
I shall never give up. You are
free to pack up and go If you wiHh.
As for me, I'm going to fight this out
to the bitter end."
"And take my word for It, the end
will be bitter."
"Oh, I shall stay. You know that
my future is bound up in yours. In
tho old days my advice generally ap
pealed to you as sound; and when
you followed It you were successful
From the first I advised you not to
pursue Hargreave. See what has hap
pened!" "Enough of. this chatter. I've got to die '
some time; It will be with my face to
ward this man I hato with all my soul.
You trust to me; I'll pull out of this
all right You Just fix yourself up
stunningly for tho opera tonight and
leavo the rest to me.""
Olga shrugged. She was something
of a fatalist This man of hers had
suddenly gone mad; and one did not
reason with mad people.
"What shall I wear?"
"Rm,flMB. tw ,- ii,
that our friend Jones will come later.
If not Jones, then Norton. I was a
fxi mn ,n t,An Lt .i t i , .t.
,- couldTave cored It uo
without the least difficulty. But I
needed tho information about that pa-1
per. With Norton going to Washing
ton and Jones conferring with this
Servan, I've got to strike quick. It
concerns us, that I'm certain. Perk
up; we've lots of cards In our sleeves
yet. Bo at the opera, at eight-thirty. Pay
no attention to any one; wait for me.
11' " W,te Vend
UUUUO UlCBBUKUB. J1U WUIV Ol HUT IfftD
lllto that to get you
utoly after dinner,
"1 have Important
under no ee
InnvA rVtrt liniian T otinll Tni
ivu vuv nuiiDvt auu um
followed. And our enemies will have
need of you far more tonight than at
any previous tlmo. I shall not send
you phone or written message You
have your revolver. Shoot any strange
man who enters. Wo'll mako Inquir
"Wo aro near tho end?" whlBpored
"Very near the end."
"And I shall see my father?"
Jones bont his head. "It wo suc
ceed. "There Is danger?" thinking of her
"Thero is always danger when I
leavo this house. So be good," tho but
ler added with a smile.
"He has proved that he can take
care of himself."
"Tell him to be very careful."
"I'll do so, but it will not be neces
sary;" and with this Jones set forth
upon what he .considered the culminat
The usual brilliant crowd began to
pour Into the opera. Bralno took his
stand by the entrance. He waited a
long tlmo, but his patience was re
warded. A limousine drove up and
out of the door came his man, who
looked about with casual interest. He
dismissed tho limousine, which
wheeled slowly around the corner
where It could be conveniently parked
Then Servan entered the opera. ,
Braine hurried around to the limou
sine. The lights, save those demand
ed by traffic regulations, were out
The chauffeur was huddled In his seat.
"My man," said Braine, "would you.
like to make some money?"
"How much?" listlessly. The voice
"Good night, Blr."
"Good night and good morning!"
"Now you've got me interested.
What kind of a Joy ride do you want?"
"No Joy ride. Listen."
Briefly the conspirator outlined his
needs, and finally tho chauffeur
nodded. Five twenties were pressed
Into his hand and ho curled up In his
Servan entered his box. In the box
next to his sat a handsomely gowned,
young woman. He threw her an Idle
glance, which was repaid In kind.
Later. Braine came in and sat down
"Everything looks like plain sail
ing," he whispered.
Olga shrugged sllghfly.
During the intermission between the
first and second acts, Servan took tho
rear chair of his box, near the cur
tains. Braine, watching with the eyes
of a lynx, suddenly observed the cur- "
tainB stirring. A hand was thrust
through. In that hand was a packet of
papers. With seeming Indifference
Servan reached back and took the pa
pers, stowing them away in a pocket
Braine rose at the beginning of the
"Where are you going?" asked Olga.
"To see Otto."
A bold attempt was made to rob-
Servan while in tho box, but the time
ly arrival of Jim frustrated this plan.
j So Braine was forced to rely on the
As Farrar's last thrilling note died
away Braine and Olga rose.
"Be careful. And come to the apart
ments Just as soon as you can."
"I'll be careful," Braine declared eas
ily. "You can watch the play if you
When Servan entered the limousine
he was quietly butfbrclbly seized by
two men who had been lying in wait
for him, duo to the apparent treachery
of tho chauffeur. Servan fought val
iantly, for all that he knew what the
end of this exploit was going to be.
One of the men succeeded In getting
the documents from Servan'B pocket
"Done, my boy!" cried the victor.
"Give him a crack on the coco nnd1
wo'll beat it"
"Just a minute, gentlemen!" said a,
voice from the seat at the side of Jho
chauffeur. "I'll take those papers!"
And the owner of tho voice, backed by
a cold, sinister-looking automatic,
reached in and confiscated the spoils
of war. "And I shouldn't maka anv
I attempt to slip out by the side door."
"Thanks, my friend," Bald Servan.
shaking himself free from his cantors-.
(Continued on page seven)
December 28, 1014.
Isaac Dunlap and family spent
Christmas with C. N. Carey and fam
ily. Hugh Purdy and family entertained
to dinner Christmas Will Wrlglit and
i family, Will Dudley and family and
Simnoi WW. anrt fomii
Mrs. T. B Smith and children, Law
rence and Gladys, are spending a few
aa'8 wun relatives In New Market
a,,a ougartree Kldge.
Ova Creed and wife spent a few
days recently with relatives arid
friends In Uerryvllle.
Everett Simons, of Greenfield, spent
Sunday with Bert Connel and family,
'The average depth of the sanda of
the African deserts Is from 30 to 40