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THE MILLION DOLLAR MYSTERY
JBV Harold JSdacGrath
THE MILLION DOLLAR MYSTERY
"The Million Dollar Mystery" will
run for twenty-two consecutive weeks
in. this paper. By an arrangement
with the Thanbouser Film Campany it
has been made possible not only to
read the story in this paper but also
to Bee lt each week in the various
moving picture theatres. For the so
lution of this mystery story $10,000
will be given.
Conditions Governing the Contest
The prise of $10,000 will be won by
the man, woman or ch M who writes
the most acceptable solution of the
mystery, from which the last two
reels of the motion picture drama will
be made and the lum two cnapters ot
tho story written by Harold Mac
Solutions may be sent to the Than
bouser Film corporation, either at
Chicago or New York, any time up tc
midnight, Dec. 14. They must bear
poatoillco marks not later man that
date. Thia allows four weeks after
the first appearance of the last film
releases abd three weeks after the
last,chapter is published in the paper
>n lwhich to submit the solutions.
-A board of three judges will deter
mine which of the many solutions re
ceived 1B the most acceptable. The
Judgment of this board will be abso
lute, and tinah Nothing of a literary
?nature wi! be considered in the de
cision, nor given any preference in
tbo selection of the winner of ibo $10.
000 prize!.. The last two resin..which
will give the most acceptable Solution
to the mystery, will be presented In
the theatres having this feature as
aeon as it is possible to produce the
samp. . The story coreBponding .tp
those.motion pictures will appear in
the newspapers/coincidentally, op os
soon after the appearance of the pic
tures as practicable. With the last
two" reels-will be shown the picture
of .thc winner, his or her home, and
other interesting features. It 1B un
derstood that the newspapers,' BO far
as practicable, in printing the last, two
chapters of the story by Harold Maq
Grath, will also show a picture ot the
beinoro than 100. words wng?^ Here
are some questions to be kept in mind
In connection with the f-'j Story aa an
ala to a solution:
Ho. 1-What becomes of the mil
No. 2-What becomes of the $1,000.
Nb. 3-Whom doeo Florence marry?
No. 4-What- does becomes of the
Russian countess? '
. Nobody connected either directly or
Indirectly wlth> *The..Million Dollar
Mystery" will be considered aa a con
Synopsis of Previous Chapters.
' Stanley Hare reave, mi lion ai re, after
a miraculous escape from the den of
the, gang of brilliant thieves known aa
the Black Hundred, lives the life of a
recluse for eighteen years. Hargreave
ope night enters, a Broadway restau
! robt and there comes face to face with
the gang's leader, Bralne.
. After the meeting, during which
neither, man apparently recogniaes the
other, Hsvgreave hurries to his mag
nificent Riverdale home and lays
plans fo*.- making his ?scape from the
country.; Ho writes a letter to the
girls' school in New Jersey where 18
years4 before he had my Bier louai y lett
on the doorstep'ht a baby daughter,
Florence Gray. He also pays a visit
to tho hangar ot a daredevil aviator.
. Ursine and members of his band
surround Hargreaves home at night,
but as they enter the house the watch
ers r outside ? see a balloon leave the
?Qi?. ?S? *J**j& w? m *0Bhd empty-the
cQllllor. which Hargreave was known
to have drawn ttlftt day was gone. Then
some, on? announced the balloon had
be?n punctured abd dropped into he
1 Florance arrtfes from the gus'
school, Princess Olga, Brain o's com
panion, visits ber and clalmB to be a
relative. Two bogus detectives call,
but their plot is foiled by Norton, a
newspaper mari; . '
By bribing ?lte captain of the Orient
Norton lays ? trdp for Bralne and his
ga?g. Princesa Olga also visits the
Orient's captain and shh easily falls
into the reporter's snare. The plan
proves abort I ve through B raine's good
flick and ?inly hwltngs. fall Into the
hs4dB of tho ptMlce.
J . (Copyright*. -?W4:. By Harold
? '? MScOrath.)
; Bralne>?rawl*%from his uncomfart
vible hiding place/ His clothes were
soiled and damp, his hat gone. V , By
a hair's breadth he had escaped the
deter trap .laid for him. Hargreave
wa? allv*. hs.h#;e?4aped; Bralne was
aa certain of thjs fact as ho was of his
ow breathing* He ? how know how
to account ipr .the nickering light In
the upper story of the warehouse. HU
ancient enemy had bon watching, him
?ll!tba.tim?;r>e?More;*han this. Har
Sgreav? and the . meddling .reporter
were In collusion. In the flare ot
ts at ths jsnd ot tbs gunplay he
caught th* profils bf the reporter,
? was a dangerous toon, who must
bo watched with the utmost care.
'- He.--Brains had been lured to com
mit an overt act, and by the rarest
good luck had escaped with nothing
more serious than a cold chill and a
Ile crawled along the top of the
pier, listening, sending his dark-accus
tomed glance hither and thither. The
sky in the east was growing paler and
paler. In and out among the bales
of wool, bags of coffee and lemon
crates he slowly and cautiously worm
ed his way. A watchman patrolled
the office side of the warehouse, and
Braine found it possible to creep
around the other way, thence Into the
street, i After that he straightened up
sought a second hand Bhop and pur
chased a soft hat which he pulled
down over his eyes.
He bad half a dozen rooms which
he always kept in readiness for such
adventures as this. He rented them
furnished in small hotels which never
asked questions of their patrons. Tc
one of these be went as fast as hie
weary legs could carry him. He al
ways carried the key. Once In hie
room he donned fresh wearing appar
el, linen, shoes, and shaved. Then lu
proceeded downstairs, the second hal
still shading bis eyes and the uppei
part of his face.
At half past 12 Norton entered tin
Knickerbocker cafe-restaurant, ant
the first person be noticed was Braine
reading the morning's paper, proppec
up, against the water carafe. Ehrl
ftently he had Just ordered, (or then
was nothing on his plate. Nortot
walked over and laid his hand upor
Braine's shoulder. The man tookee:
up with mild curiosity:
"Why, Norton, Blt down, sit down!
Haye you had lunch? No, Join me."
"Thanks. Came in for my break
fast," Bald Norton, drawing out tb?
chair. Braine was Bitting with hil
back to the wull on the longe seat
"I wonder If you newspaper men ev
er eat a real true enough breakfast,
should think the hours you lead wouh
kill yotf off. Anything new on thi
l-l ar g rea ve story ?"
"I'm not handling that," the report
er lied cheerfully. "Didn't want to.
knew him rather Intimately. I've i
horror of dead people and don't wan
to be called upon to Identify the bod;
1 WB&gmf Un* Mt." " " ?
' -.Then you think they will find itr"
"I don't kbow. It's a strange mix
up. I'm' not ba the etory, mind you
but I was in the locality of Duff'
warehouse late last night and fell Int
a gunmau rumpus."
"Yes, I read about that. What wer
"You've got me there. No on
seems to know. Some cock and bul
story -about there being somethin
valuable. There was."
."What was lt? The report in tai
paper does not say." '
"Ten thousand bags of coffee."
Braine lay back In his chair an
"if you want my opinion," said Not
ton, "I believe the gunmen were ot
to Bhoot up another gang, ard th
police got wind of it."
"Don't you think it about time th
police called a halt in this gunme
"O, so long as you pot each otho
the police look the other , way. 1
saves a long trial and passage up tb
river. Besides, whenever they ai
robbed some big poliUctan manag?
to open the door for them.. Oreat I
the American voter."
"Take air. Norton's order. Luigi
"A German pancake, buttered toai
and coffee," ordered the reporter.
"Man, eat something!"
"It's enough for me."
"And you'll all the rest of tl
day-on tobacco. I know somethk
of you chaps. I dont see how ye
manage to do .it"
"Pood is the least of our trouble
By the way, may I ask you a fe
questions? Nothing for print, unlei
vou've got a new bock coming."
"Fire away/' .
"What do you know about th Pr ii
"Let me see.. H*ih. Met her flr
about a year ago at a reception giv<
to Naslmova. A very attractive w
man. I see quite a lot of her. Why
"Well, she claims to be a sort of au
to Hargreave's daughter."
"She said something to me abo
that the other night. You nev
know where youlfe at in thin'T.or 1
do you?" . . '
Tho German pancake, the toast, t!
coffee disappeared, and the report
passed his cigars.
'"The president visits town tod
and I'm off to watch the show,
suppose I'll have to Interview ht
about the.tariff .and alt that rot. Wh
yob start on si pew book let mc km
?nd I'll be your press agent."
"That's a bargain."
/.Thanks for the breakfast."
-, Bram? picked up hta.:/newsnapi
smoked and read. Ho emoked, y<
but he only pretended to read. T
young fool waa clever?1 but no man
Wigunda, He had not, the least si
plclon; ' ho saw only tho. newsnaj
?tory, still, m some mShner :
might a tumble upot tho truth, and
would bo Just as. well to tie the i
porter's handa effectually.
Tho rancor ot early rooming b
been subdued; anger an? quick te
per never paid in the long run, and
ono app tee lated this fact better tb
Brains,To put Norton out ot t
F$&?' . ":'?>.'. . -. .> ;' ?>.'? '.VA ?
*7ay temporarily waa cnly a wise prc-1
caution; lt was not a matter of spite
f^^?S*'tn?' reckoning left the res
taurant, and dropped Into one of his
clubs for a game of billiards. He
drew quite a gallery about thc table.
He won easily, racked his cue and
sought tba apartments of the princess.
What a piece of luck it was that
Olga had really married that old (lo
urd, Per i goff. He had left lier a
titled widow six months after her
marriage. But she had thirdly a
kopeck to call her own.
"Olga, Hargreave is alive. He
was there last night. But somehow
he anticipated the raid and had thc
police in waiting. . Tho question is,
has he fooled us? Did he take that
million or did ho hide it? There ls
one thing 16ft; to get that girl. No
matter where Hargreave is hidden,
the knowledge that she is in my hands
will bring him out Into the open."
"No more blind alleys."
"What's on your mind?"
"She has never seen her father. She
confessed to me that she haa not even
seen a photograph of him.
There was a long pause. .
"Do you understand me?" she asked.
"By the Lord Harry, I do !. You've
a head on you worth two.ot mine. The
very ' simpllicity ot the idea will win
out for us. Some one td pose as her
father; a'message banded to her in
secret;; dire-misfortune if bbe'whis
pers'a word , to. any one; that ber
father's life bangs upon the secrecy;
she must confide in no one, least of all
Jones, the- butler. It all depends
upon how thc lette? get3 to.her. Bred
In -the Country, She probably sleeps
with her window open.' A pebble at
tached to a note, tossed into tl e win
dow. Ill trust this to no one; I'll
do it. myself. With the girl in our
control the -rest will be easy. If she
really does not know where Ute mon
ey is, Hargreave will tell UB. Great
does, not know of her father's hand*
I writing?" .
"She has never seen a scrap of it.
All that Miss Farlow ever received
was money. The original note left
on the doorstep, with Florence has
been lost. Trust me to make all these
"Tomorrow night, then, immediately
after dinner, a taxicab will await her
Just around the corner. Grange is
the best .man I can think of. He's an
artist when it comes to playing the
old map parts."
"Not too old, remember. Har
[ greavb IBU'I over 46."
"Another good point. I'm going to
stretch' but -here. on thcdivan .and
snooze for a while. - Had a devil bf a
time last night."
"When shall X wake you?"
'At 6. We'll have an carly dinner
I sent in. I want to .kep out of ev
erybody's way. .By-by!"
In leas' than three, minutes he was
sound' asleep: Tho woman gazed
down at him In wonder .and envy. It
only she could drop to sleep.like that
Very softly she pressed her lips to hl?
At li o'clock the following night the
hall light in thc Hargreave house was
turnad ott and the. whole interior, be
came dark. A shadow, crept throng!,
i tfepv lilac bushes without any more
sound than a cat would have made.
Florence's window was open as the
itv]? cone j) rr u tor i uni expected it would "
!)b. With a small Btrlpg and stone as
x sling he sent the letter whirling
skilfully through the air. It sailed
Into thc girl's room. The man be
low heard no sound ct tbe stone hit
ting anything, and concluded that lt
liad struck the bed. He waited pa
tiently. Presently a wavering
light could be distinguished over the
sill of the window. The girl W?H
iwake and had lit the candle. This
knowledge was sufficient for his need.
The tragic letter would do the rest,
that ls, if the girl came from the
same pattern as her father and moth
er-strong willed and adventurous.
He tiptoed back to the lilacs, when
a noise sent him close to the ground,
liait a dozen feet away he saw a shad
ow creeping along toward the front
loor. He stooped again' and ran
lightly to the steps, up these to thc
loor, which he hugged.
Who was this? .wondered Bralne.
Patiently he waited, itrranglng bis
posture so that he could keep' a look
out at the door. By and by tbe door
opened cautiously. A man, holding
i candle, appeared. Bralne vaguely
recognized Olga's description of the
sutler. - The roan on the veranda sud
ienly blew out the light.
Bralne could hear the low murmur
of voices, but nthing more. Tho
conversation lasted scarcely a min
ute. The-'door closed and the mon
ran down the- steps, across the lawn,
with Bralne close at his heels.
"Just a moment, Mr. Hargreave," he
?lied ironically; "Just a moment!"
The man he addressed as Hargreave
turned with lightning rapidity . -and
struck. The blow caught Bralne;
above the Wr, knocking him fat.'
When lie regained his feet the rum bk '
of a motor told him the reat of thc I
By the dim light of her ber. oom
?adie Florence read the note which
lad. found entrance so . strangely and
ny8teriously Into her . room. Her
rather! He lived, he heeded her!
Mive but in dread peril, and only she
:ould save him! She longed to fly to
dm at once, then and lhere. How
:ould she wait till tomorrow night at
5? Immediately she began to plan
low to circumvent the watchful
Iones and: the careful Susan. Her
father! She slept no more . that
light.- V .
"My Darling Daughter-I must see
r'ou. Come at 8 o'clock ' tomorrow
iight to 78 Grove street, third floor.
Jonfldo In no one, or you seal my
loath warrant. "Your unhappy
What child would refuse to obey a
summons like this?
A light tap on the door startled her.
"Is anyhlng the matter?" asked tho
nlld volco of Jones.
"No: I got up to get a drink of
She heard , bis footsteps die away
lown the - corridor. . She . thrust the
letter into,the pocket of her dress,
which lay niatly, folded on the chair
it the foot ot the bed itself. She
nuat not tell:even Mr. Norton.
Was the child spinning n romaneo
>ver"the first young man sha had ever
meL? ?n her heart of hearts th
girl did not know. , .
.Ker muier; '
She w?s going to save her father.
All day long Jonec went about Uk
an old hound with his bose ' to th
wind. There WSB something tn th
sir, but he could not tell what lt wai
Somehow or. other, no matter whic
room Florence went into, there wa
Jones within earshot. And sh
dared not show thc least impatienc
or restiveness. rt was a large ordt
for so young a girl, but. she Ulled it.
She rather expected tho reporte
would appear some time during tli
afternoon; and then euro enoug
he did. He could no more resiBt tl
desire to nee and talk to her than li
could resist breathing. There wi
no use in denying it;, the world ha
suddenly turned ut a new nngle, pr?
seating, a new face, a Roseate, vislpi
ll rather subdued his easy'banter.
"What news?" Bho asked.
"None," rather despondently. 'Ti
sorry. I bad hoped by this time I
get somewhere. But it appears th J
1 can't get any further than th
She did not ask him what he meal
"Shall I play something for you
He drew a chair beside the pia:
and watched ber Angers white, aa tl
ivory keys, flutter up and down* tl
board. She played Chopin for bli
Mendelssohn', Greig and Chaminatl
and she played them Ih a surprising
scholarly fashion. He had expect'
the usual school girl choice and ex,
cution; Titania, the Moonlight Son a
(which not half a dozen great plan ie
have ever played correctly), Mona
lo y Hells, and the like. He hi
repared to make a martyr ot. hil
self; Instead he was distinctly and d
"Yon't don't", uc ??id whimsical
when she finally stopped, "you doo
by any chance, know 'The Maidei
She laughed. This piece was
standing Joke at school.
"I- have never played it. It mi
however, be in the music cabin
Would you like lb hear it-:" ra
"Heavon forfend!" he murmur?
raising his hands.
All the while the letter burn
against her heart*, and the smile
lier face and the gayety on her tong
were 'forced. "Confide in no on
she repeated mentally, "or you st
my death warrant."
"Why.dp yon shake your head ll
that?" ho asked.
"Did 1 shako my head?" Her hei
[luttered 'wildly. "I was not c<
sctous of it." , . ' .
"Are you going to keep your pro
"Never to leave this house with?
Jones or myself being with youM' -
,"I couldn't If I wanted to. I'll \
ger Jones ls. out there In the ball t
minute. ? know; lt 1B all, for
sake. But it bothers me."
Jones. was indeed, in the hair,/.!
when he sensed tho petulance in .1
voice, his shoulders sank denponde
ly and he sighed deeply If silently.
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. At -quarter tc 2 Florence being
long, for a in lute Bet lire to a veil
and' stuffed it down- the register;
"Jones," she called excitedly, "I
smell something burning!"
Jones dashed into the room, sniffed
and dashed out again, heading for the
cellar door. Ills first thought was
naturally that the devils. incarnate
bad Bet fire to the house. When he
returned, having, of course, discover
ed no fire, he found Florence gone. He
rushed into the hall. Her hat WBB
missing. He made for the hail door
with a Bpeed which seemed incredible
to the bewildered Susan's eyes. Out
j n ^^^^^
Into the street up and down which he
looked. Far away he discovered a
dwindling taxicab. Tho child was
. In the house Susan was answering
the telephone, talking Incoherently.
' "Who ls It?" Jones whispered his
(ipa white- and dry.
i "The princess. * . began Susan.
. He took the receiver from her
Hello! ' Who ia it?"
"This is Olga Perigoff. Is Flor
ence there?" .
"No. madam. '? She has Just stepped
ont for a moment. Shall I tell her
to call you when she'returns?"
"Yes, picase?. I waul her and Susan
and Mr. Norton to come to toa to
morrow. Good by."
Jones hung up the receiver, sank
into a chair near by and buried his
face in his hands.
"What is it?" cried SUBUII, terrified
Itv (lie haggardness of hia face.
"She's gone! My God, those
wretches have got her! They'vo got
Florence was whirled away at top
speed, lier father! She was actual
ly on the way to her father, whom she
had always loved in dreams, yet nev
er seen. r -U
No. 7S Grove street was not an at
tractive place, but when she arrived
she was too highly keyed to take note
of its sordidness. She was rather
out of breath when she reached the
door of the third flat. She' knocked
timidly. The door was Instantly
opened by a man who wore a black
musk. She would have' tamed then
and there and flown but for the. swift
picture she had of a well dressed man
at u tuble. He lay with his head up
on lits arms.
"Father-" she whispered.
The man raised bia careworn face;
so very wei ' done that only the clouest
scrutiny would have betrayed the
paste of thc theatre. He roBB and
staggered toward her with ' out
stretched arms. But the moment they
?they closed about her Florence eS
! pcrienced a peculiar ?hivor?'' '.' ? ,
"My child!" murmured the broken
man. "They caught me when.? was
about to come to you. I have given
up the fight." A sob choked him.. ?.-?r
What was it? wondered the child.
her heart burning with the misery pf
the thought that abe was ss$ instead
of glad. Over his shouter she pent
a glance about th? room. ? There waa
a Bofa, a table, some chaire and an
enormous clock,'the face of which
was dented and the hands hopelessly
tangled. Why, at such a moment;:she.
should note such details disturbed lier.
Then' ?he chance ) to look- Into the
I cracked mirror. in lt. she saw eev
oral faces, all niaakcd^^^T^savme?
were peering at her th^gh .tieVhalf
closed door behind her.\' ".;,
I "You must return home and bring
me tho money," went'on. the Wretch
who dared to perpetrate such mock
ery. "It IB all that stands' batween
me and death." ^^'"'Y' '.
.Then she knew! Th d' 1'lasteten t
dally warnings came home to her? She
understood now. She bad'deliberate
ly walked into the spider's net. But In
stead of terror an extraordinary calm
fell upon her. ., V
"Very well, father. vt w.111 go and
'? ns? cf-'"''"." ? *
get It" ' Gently she released herielt
from those horrible arms." .
"Walt my child till I sea 1? they will
let you go. They may irish to hold
you as hostage."
When he was gone she tried the
doors. They were locked. Then
she crossed over to the window and
looked out. A leap from : there
would kill her. She turned her gaze
toward the lamp wondering.
The false father returned, dojected
ly'"It Is aa I said, t They Insist upon
Bending some one. Writs down the
(Continued on last page. This scet'ouj