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DEALERS IN long leaf yellow pine lumber, DOOliS WINDOWS MOULDINGS BCILITING PAPER Absolutely Pure Lincoln Mixed Paint Sold under an Iron Chid Guarantee. XT. XEIYJIAW MAXAGER, CANYON CITY, '"'-. CCopyrltht, 1899, I7 Frederick A Stakes Company. girl ovr .- cum i-ur.laji 01lvar.ee tl to 'dropped the letter and its envelope obtain a front view of him and ree iuto her lap nnd resumed the pose. ognized Sturgis. The reporter had tipragu" tried to renew the conver- nation where it had been interrupt ed; but his efforts were in vain. Both lie and Agnes were preoccupied dur ing the balance of the Kitting-. "When at last the time came foi Miss Murdock to leave. Sprague nr. ,ot Jmipuoq putt 'jnjinS. 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Let isaia Eiq 'inooa aq; paja;u aq s' w enter now, if you like; I have seen oipnj aq; o; jflE ! nn triero is to te o-n outsitle- Hythe .pooui poujnjaj aq 'jauuoa aq; punciB j xvny (j vou inow this key?" pajsaddBsip ;t ii;uu ;t 3 jdiba i je held up a large teel key of com ;jV -aBiaJBO jaq o; joq paiuwduioa pjoated structnre. CANYON GRAIN AND GOAL GO. WHOLESALE AND RETAIL GRAIN AND COAL All Kinds of Field Seeds The Largest and Best Wagon Yard and Sheds on the Plains Your Business Solicited, LUMBER. CO. LEAD VARNISHES CYPRESS SHINGLES FENCE POSTS GLASS OIL PUTTY CRUSHES - - - TEXAS EDGAR.MORETTE not nnt'red his approach; lie Iieiil a mngr.ifvi'ig f,!as m n:s nunu mm seemed deeply interested in a minute examination of the smooth-worn curb. "Good morning. Mr. Sturgis,'1 said the banker, "have you lost some thins?" The reporter looked tip quietly. "No, Mr. Dunlap: 1 have found some thing something which may possibly prove to be a hyphen." "A what?" asked the banker, per plexed. "A hyphen connecting two parts of a very pretty puzzle." Dunlap stared curiously nt the curb. "1 can see nothing there," said he. Sturgis handed him the magnifying glass. "Now look again." He pointed out a particular portion of the curb. Dunlap looked in the di rection indicated. "I see what looks like dried mud, dust particles, and a little dark spot or stain." . . . . . ...... j "Yes." said Sturgis, "that dark spot Is the hyphen, mere were proDiy "YEE MISS, A GENTLEMAN LEFT IT FOR YOL"." jthers like it on the sidewalk yester Jay afternoon, but they have been ob iterated by the jjedestrians. Here, however, are some that have re mained." As he spoke, he led Dunlap to the Exchange place entrance of the bank, jnd pointed out R number of similar spots on the stone steps. 'Fortunately, be said, ns if ppcak- itiir to himself, "fortunately Ihe de- t,.ct;vos ontcred through the front door last night so that they did not inter fere with jLis portion of the trnil." "Hut what are these spots?" asked the banker. "They are blood-stains," replied the reporter. "I have every reason to be lieve them to be human blood. Hut that question I can settle positively as soon ns we are in the bank, for I have "Why, ' cxciaitned Dtmlnp.'surprmca "that looks like the key to the Ex change place door. Where did you find it?" "In the gutter, near the sewer open ing nt the corner." "Hut how did it get there?" nskec Dunlap, nnxiousdy. "Perhaps I shall be able to enswet thnt iuotion presently," said Sturgis "Shall we go in now? No, not that way. Let us enter by the Ynll street side, if you please." A couple of minutes later the outei door of the Knickerbocker bank wat unlocked. "Excuse me if I pass in first," snic Sturgis. entering. "I with to se something here." He bent low over the tiled entrance with the magnifying glass in his hand "It is too bad," he muttered to him self presently. "They have troddei all over the trail here. Ah! what ii this?" 'Yhat?" inquired Dunjap. The reporter vouchsafed no reply t this question, but asked another. "Is Thursday n general cleaning day at the bank?" "Yes," answered the banker "Every evening, after the closing hour, the floors are swept, of course and the desks are dusted; but Mon dayR and Thursdays are reserved foi washing the windows, scrubbing tin floors, and so forth." "Then it is lucky that yesterdnj was Thursday," observed Sturgis "Will you please hand me the key t thi? gate, and that to the inner door.' Upon entering the bank Sturgis re quested his companion to seat him self on r. particular chair, which In designnud. He then began a critics examination cf the premises. Inch by inch he scrutinized the walls, the fioor and even the ceiling; sometimes Witt the naked eye, sometimes through tin magnifying glass. He als-o constantly brought into play a tape measure; anc several times he called upon Dunlai for nssi.stnnee. when the distances t be measured were longer than hit reach. The Wall street entrance of the Knickerbocker bank led- directly intc the rpace to which the public was ad mitted. This pace was partitioned off ns usual, from the bookkeepers' anc cashiers (iep-.atmcnts. At the fart het end a door led to a reception room coni municnting with the president's office This ofilee itself opened into the cash ier's department on one side, and on the other into n small room occupied by the president's secretary and type writer, and ii.-to the vestibule- of the Exchange place entrance to the bank. On the right 01 the vestibule was a large room in.which the bank employes kept their street clothing, cm) to which they could retire when they were off duty. A door from the clerks' room led into the cashier's department, while anoth er one opened into the private secre tary's room. After he had finished his inspection of the space cpen to the public, Stur gis, followed by Dunlap, passed into' the president's reception room, and thrnce in turn into the other rooms, and finally into the cashier's and book keepers' departments. Several times he stopped, retraced his footsteps to some particular point and then b;egan his search anew. At times he crawled about ten his hands and knees; at others he climbed upon the furi.iture. the better to examine some spot upon the wall. In the presi dent's o;Tice he stopped to pick up a great number of tiny scraps of paper which lay in and around the waste basket. These he carefully' plaeed iu an envelope, which he laid upon the president's table. On one side of the room there stood u magnincens old-fashioned carved mantelpiece. The artistic beauty of tho structure did net seem to strike Sturgis. but he appeared to derive a great deal of f-titisfaction from an in spection of the large tiled hearth. Pres ently, removing Lis coat and his cuffs, he pluDgcd hi hand into the grimy chimney and removed a handful of soot, which he examined carefully' and then threw away. He repeated the op eration again i.ik again, until at last, with evident satisfaction, he picked out n small object, which he deposited in an envelope. Then, after washing his hands in the clerks' room, he passed in to'the cashier's department. In a cor ner stood the telephone closet, the door of which was open. The receiver cf the instrument was down. The reporter took it up and gazed at it long and ear nestly. Sturgis' examination of the bank must have lasted over two hours. At first l:i'iiard Dunlap looked on with a mild curiosity, in which amusement struggled- with good-natured kkepti- cisni. j;ut as time wore on ine uanKer began to show sign3 of impatience, and when at last Sturgis returned to the private office and carefully depos ited upon a sheet of white paper a mis cellaneous assortment of tiny scraps and shreds, the banker could scarcely conceal his d;sKatisfaetion. "Well, Mr. Murgis," he said, "I hope you have nearly completed your inves tigation; for my leisure is not so abun dant that I cun afford to waste it like this." "I need one more witness at least," replied the reporter, "and I am afraid I shall have to ask you to help me ob tain it. "But," he quickly added, as he noted DunlapV impatient gesture, "1 think I can promise, you that the time you regretting ba.i not been wasted." The finuncier did not seem convlree by this assertion; but he nevertheless consented with an unwilling grace to Assist the reporter to the best of his ubility. "Well, then," said Sturgis, "tell me. first of all, whether you keep firearms in the' bank." "Yes," replied Dunlap; "the cashier has a small revolver which lie keeps in his desk as a means cf defense in case of a sudden attack by a bank thief." f "Have you the key to the desk?" "Yes," replied the banker. "Will, you kindly see if the revolver you mention is in its place?" ' "It ought to be," said Dunlap, pick ing out the key on a bunch which he took from his pocket, nnd walking to wards the cashier's department with Sturgis at his heels. "Yes, here it is in its accustomed place." He handed it to the reporter, who ex amined it attentively. "Exactly," said Sturgis, with satis faction; "this is what I was looking for." "What do you mean?" asked Dunlap. "I mean that this is the revolver wh'eh was fired twice last night in the Knickerbocker bank. See for yourself; two of the cartridges are empty, nnd the weapon has not been cleaned since these shots were fired." "Hut who can have fired the pistol, and at whom was it fired, and why?" "Hold on! hold on!" exclaimed Stur gis, smiling; "one thing at a time. We shall perhaps come to thnt soon." For the present, If you will come back to your private office, 1 shall endeavor to piece together the scraps of evidence which I hare been able to collect. There, sit down in your own urmchinr, if you will, while I fit these bits of pa per together; and in less than ten minutes I shall probably be ready to proceed with my story," Dunlap was still nervous anc! impa tient; but all trace of amusement and skepticism had vanished from his face, as he took the proffered armchair and watched Sturgis patiently piece to gether the tiny fragments of paper he had so carefully gathered. When this work was accomplished, the reporter went to (he typewriter and wrote a few lines on a sheet of paper. He next pro ceeded to examine under the micro scope the minute frngrcents nnd pnrti cles which he had collected iu his search. When he had finished this operation, he leaned back in his chair nnd looked up into space for what seemed to Dun lap an interminable length of time. Then at last he glanced at the banker, who could hardly contain his growing impatience. "I nm ready to go on now," said Sturgis, reaching fof a sheet of paper, upon which he began to draw with ruler and pencil, "At lastl" sighed the banker. "Yes; but my first, as the charades say, is a-question." "Another!" gasped Dunlap; "when is my turn to come?" "Just a few more," replied Sturgis; "nnd then j'our turn will come for good." "Well, out with your questions then, if you must," said Dunlap, seating him self resignedly in his chair. CHAPTER X. PIECING THE EVIDENCE. Sturgis was still busy with his dia gram. He spoke without looking up from his work. "Who besides yourself has a key to the drawer in which this revolver is kept?" "The cashier has one and the head bookkeeper has another." "You mean the bookkeeper who sits at the eirsk ai the extreme right in the bookkeepers' department?" "Yes," replied Dunlap. "that is Mr. Arbogast's desk. Do you know him?" "No. What did you say the gentle man's name is?" The reporter looked up and prepared to make a note of it. "Joh W. Arbognst." "A man something over 50 years of age, quite bald, with a fringe of gray hair; wears a heavy mustache and side whiskers; nnd had on yesterday after noon, when you last saw hint, a pepper-and-salt business suit," said Sturgis, writing down the name in his note book. Dunlap stared at the reporter in amazement. Sturgis smiled slightly. "1 met the gentleman yesterday aft ernoon." he explained. "Oh, that accounts for it!" exclaimed the banker. "1 see but but, then, how comes it that you did not know his name?" "He did not tell me his name," said Sturgis, gravely, "and I did not know until just now that he was employed in the Knickerbocker bank. How long has he been with you?" "Nearly 20 years; but only for the last live years as head bookkeeper." "1 suppose you have every confidence in his honesty?" asked the reporter, looking critically at the diagram be fore him. "Of course. Such a position is not given to a man unless his record is ex cellent." "And yet," cbserved the reporter, re flectively, "opportunity sometimes makes the thief." "True; but the duty of a bank presi dent is to reduce such opportunities to a minimum," said Dunlap, somewhat pompously. "Quite so," assented Sturgis, "and this you accomplish by " "By having the books examined pe riodically," answered the banker, rub bing his hands together with calm sat isfaction. "I see," said the reporter, who had now finished his sketch. "Do the em ployes of the bank know w hen an exam ination of thN kind is to be made?" "They do not even know that such examinations are made. No one but the accountant and myself aie in the secret ; for the overhauling1 of the books is done entirely at night, after the bank is closed." "Have the books been recently ex amined?" asked Sturgis, carelessly. "Yes; only last week." "Well?" "They were found to be all right, as usual." "May I nsk by whom?" "By Murray & Scott, the expert ac countants." "Was the examination conducted by Mr. Murray or by Mr. Scott?" WE ARE H to sell the best goods at reasonable prices. We want a share of your patronage and by courteous treat ment and honest dealing we hope to hold your trade. Our stock of GROCERIES, COUNTRY PRODUCE, CONFECTIONS, FRUITS AND VEGETABLES is the freshest to be found on the market. J. A. WANSLEY 3 CO. "By neither. For many years the work was done by one or the other of the members of the firm; but since their business has grown to its present proportions Messrs. Murray nnd Scott are no longer able togivepersonul atten tion to their customers. For the last two years they have sent ns a trusted employe, Mr. Chatham Thomas Chat ham." "Yes," said Sturgis, who was appar ently wool-gathering. A silence of several minutes followed, during which the reporter thought fully inspected his collection of micro scopic odds nnd ends, while Dunlap beat the devil's tattoo upon the desk. Presently the reporter spoke again: "Do you know a young man, about five feet eight inches tall, with fiery red hair, who affects somewhat loud clothes?" "Why, that is Thomas Chatham. You know him, then?" "I? No; I never heard of him be fore." "Then, how on earth do you know?" "He has 'Jeen here recently." "Yes; I told you he had been here last week; but " "No; I mean he was here yesterday afternoon," interrupted the reporter. "Not to my knowledge," said Dunlap, incredulously. "I thought ns much," Sturgis replied, quietly; "but he was here, for all that." The'banker looked perplexed. "Now, another thing," continued Sturgis. "I notice in the bookkeepers' department an announcement to the effect that on January 2 that is to say, to-morrow anew system of book keeping will be adopted. Would this be such as to bring to light any iiS regularities that might exist in the books "Yes; it involves the transfer of each bookkeeper every month to n different set of books. Hut I fail to see the drift of your ejtiestions." "You w ill see it presently. Have you examined the safes this morning?" "Yes; one of the first things I did, after you allowed me to move at all, was to examine the cash safe." "Ah, yes; the cash safe. And you found its contents intact?" "Perfectly," said the banker, tri umphantly. "Hut there t also a safe in the book keepers' department." "It contains nothing but the books, which of course would have no value to anyone but ourselves." "You have not examined this safe?" "Why, no; I" "If you have no objection, I should like to see the interior of that safe. I suppose, of course, you know the com bination of that as well as that of the cash safe?" "Oh, yes; the combinations are changed every Saturday, and of course I am always informed of the new com bination." "Then may I examine the bookkeep ers' safe?" "I see no objection to your doing so, if you like." Dunlap seemed surprised at the re porter's request; but he rose nnd pro ceeded to the bookkeepers' department. Sturgis followed an instant later. When the reporter came within sight of the safe, Dunlap was closely inspect ing the lock. Presently he uttered an exclamation of surprise. "What is it?" asked Sturgis. "I don't understand it," said Dunlap. "I cannot open the safe. The lock seems all right; but" "Perhaps the ombination has been changed." "Apparently it has," admitted the banker; "but howcame it to be changed on a week day, nnd without my knowl edge?" "That is rather significant, isn't it?" suggested the reporter. "Significant? What do you mean?" exclaimed Dunlap, excitedly. "I mean that Arbogast was a de faulter; What his system of defraud- WHAT DO YOIT MAKE OUT?" ASKED 8TUKGI8. ERE ng the bank was I do not yet know; jut an examination of the books will 10 doubt reveal this; and I should nd 'ise you, Mr. Dunlap, to lose no time n having it made." "Hut," argued Dunlap, anxiously, "I '.ell you the books were examined last rt-eek." "Yes; by Arbogast's accomplice." "What, Chatham his accomplice?" ;xclaimed Dunlap, faintly. . "Chatham was in the plot beyond a 3oubt," answered Sturgis. "So long as 10 one had access to the books except ais accomplice Chatham, of course Ar aogast felt secure. Hut when, yester lay, the announcement was made that ifter the beginning of the new year his books would pass to the custody of an other man, he saw. that the game was jp." The men had returned to the prcsl ident's office. 'Those are his very words," contin ued thereporter; "thosehe telegraphed to Chatham yesterday, as you will see if you hold before that mirror vnis sheet of blotting paper which I found. on Arbogast's desk." ' Dunlap, with an unsteady hand, tooK the blotting paper; and, holding it be fore the glass, studied the reflection, intently. "What do you make out?" asked Sturgis. "Nothing whatever," replied the banker, promptly. "What?" exclaimed the reporter; "do you mean to say that you do not distinguish any marks on the blotting paper?" "I mean to say that I do not see any thing to which I can attach any sem blance of a meaning. The blotting pa per has been used, and, of course, there are ink marks upon it; but, as far as I can see, these are wholly dis connected. They are entirely void of sense to my eyes, at any rate." "Examine the blotter ngain careful ly in this direction," snid Sturgis, drawing an iir.aginnny line upon the mirror, "and pay no attention to any other marks which seem to cross theso lines. Now do you see anything?" The banker examined the image in the mirror for some time before reply ing. "If I allow my imagination to enter into play, I can complete several iso lated letters." "Will you dictate these while I note them here. Be careful to distinguish between capital and lower-case letters. Also separate the lines, and state whether letters come close together or are separated by a space." "Yery well," agreed Dunlap, who then proceeded to read off the letters he saw in the reflection of the blotter in the mirror. When he had finished, Sturgis hand ed him the paper, upon which were .il,t.iaiitiaiitiSutM THAT THROBBING HEADACHE. Would quickly leave you, if you used Dr. KhiKS New Life Pills. Thousands of sufferers have proved their match less merit feir s!ck and nervous head nchi's. 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