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H.T.JONES
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.
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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
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Would quickly leave you, if you used
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of sufferers have proved their match
less merit feir s!ck and nervous head
nchi's. They make pure blood and
build upyonrhtnilth. Only2.rf Money
back if not cured. Sold by Hadley
Drug Co.
r. Geo. 3. parson,
GENERA PRAGTICIO NER
Answers all calls day or night.
Ofllce in the Canyon City rharniacy.
CANYON CITY. TEXAS.
H. T. CLARK, M. D.
PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON,
GENERAL PRACTITIONER,
' Diseases of women and children a
specialty. Calls promptly answered.
Ofllce and residence at Fanchon,
Swisher county
O'DELL 5 STEWART,
lpbstcians anl Suroeone,
Office over Hadley Drug Company's.
Calls promptly answered night or day
DRS. PATTON
AND CRAWFORD,
PHYSICIAflS & SUfGEOfS,
Office at drug store, next door to
Stringfellow-Humo Hardware- Co.
CANYOW CITY, TKXAH.
COLD DRINKS.
Cold drinks, all the best non
intoxicating drinkssoda pop,
malt tonic, cherry phosphate,
etc., ice cold at
LEWIS BENTLY'S
Next door to the restaurant .

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