The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1906-10-07

not be that. unless necessary. Place
them within an hour, Jimmie, when
shall show up there as"
Boyd, who had been hurriedly re-
moving his outer garments while rat
ting forth the above instructions, fin
ished with a cant Of his head in the
direction of the waiting hackman.
whose mute perplexity declared itself
in the ludicrous expression of his rudy
face.
Coleman knew better than to delay
for questions at such a time. He had
learned by experience that the intense
mental application under which Boyd
invariably labored, when at work on
any case appealing to his peculiar tall
ents, always rendered him irritable and
impatient, and frequently so self-ab-
sorbed that food and sleep were utterly
ignored for days at stretch.
\ The central office man merely
nodded, therefore, signifying that he
understood; and he deferred his depart
ure only to ask:
/ Got any idea of the parties, Felix?''
Boyd replied while hurriedly remov-
| ing his linen collar and tie:
The audacious holiness of the trick,
assuming I'm right, Jimmie, and the
nerve and cunning the rascals dis
! played, Indicate that it was turned by
some of the old gang-possibly by the
Big Finger himself. Egad, / hope so,
| too! I'd give a years pay for the sat-
| lsfaction of swapping bracelets around
that crafty miscreants wrists. Come,
come. Jimmie, an hour flies quickly!
Trust me, Felix" returned Cole
/ man, starting for the door. I'll have
your house covered in half the time
Look for me in 'front.' Felix
| I'll remember" nodded Boyd, as the
door closed. Now, Casey, my good
fellow, come out of that rig you
have on. | must borrow your clothes
and your hack for an hour or two"
This unexpected proposal sent Casey,
figuratively speaking, into the air.
Borrow me clothes. is it? And me
hack?" he cried shriliy. ''Bedad,
guess not! I'll have none o. that Sure.
| sor, I'd stand for me duds, if thin was
the limit. But not for me hack
niver!''
Both clothes and hack, Casey, my
good man." said Boyd firmly. so
don't argue the matter, but come up
to the dough dish gracefully. Other
wise ] must send to headquarters for
an off1cer-and a pair of bangles for
you"
Bangles, is it,"
Now come with me into the next
| room. like a good fellow. Sit right
there in the light from the window,
that | may see you plainly. Yours is
| rather an ordinary mug, on the whole
| and / think ] can duplicate il. Surely
| Well enough to fool a knave who has
seen you but once. Sit still. now, Ca
sey, and keep your eye ON me. I'll
show you a thing or two worth know
| ing-not often / do so for strangers.
All, here's the very wig-matches your
topknot perfectly. Sit quietly now.
and We'll shift rigs little later.
| Warm, sin't it?
AS men of far greater mental
strength often had done, Casey had
wilted like a wet rag under the insin-
uating influence of Felix Boyd. With
an expression of ludicrous helplessness,
not unmingled with curious interest
he had accompanied Boyd into the lat
ter'S dressing room, containing mis-
nondescript wardrobe and the require
ments of effecting almost any kind of
disguise, and there had seated him.
self as directed.
Casey's dubious misgivings. more
over gave way to mingled admiration
| and delight as he watched the artistic
TRANSPORTATION gradually perfected by
Felix Boyd. At the end of half an
hour the hackman, staring with wide
eyes at his companion, could honestly
have declared that he thought himself
! staring into a mirror.
God save you, Mr.. Boyd, you're a
divil, so you are!' said ne. when the
latter was about ready to depart, clad
in nearly all of Casey's garments.
Hardly that rejoined Boyd. Bear
in mind that you are to remain here
until I return
That 1 WILL SCR, and not Pave
say, do / look like you, sor, when I'm
meself?" Casey broke off to demand
bullishly, with an understandable grin.
well, very nearly" said Boyd, as he
slipped a brace of revolvers into his
hip pockets.
Thin. by the powers. I'll stay here
till dark so | will II I look like that,
sure 1 niver ought TO be out in day.
light I'll wait here, sor, niver fear"
Boyd drew the cap of the hackman
over his brow, then rendered the cigar
which Casey had displayed before the
exchange of garments.
Enjoy a smoke while you wait Mr..
Casey said he, with sinister dryness.
Have il, not on me, but on-the under
secretary! God willing, I'll presently
have him smoking-in another fash
ion
About half-past 4 that afternoon.
Casey's hack appeared for the second
time that day at the house in Thirty
first street, and the driver mounted the
stone steps and rang the door bell
The summons was answered by a
stout female servants Her sleeves were
rolled above the elbows of a pair of
brawny red arms. Her eyes took on a
threatening CLEAN, and her head an
aggressive cant, when she beheld the
man on the steps, much as If she
dared him to enter without being
asked.
Boyd first was for feeling his way
however, despite his firm convictions
rs the boss at home, mum?" he
FASTENED TO ask 81 name the gintle-
man / was after bringing up here this
morning"
mo. he is not said the woman curt
Iy HE does not reside here"
"Bedad that's badl Phatll l do
Because I'm after losing a trunk
chick, a brass wan, which was given
me by a fare early this morning, and
l."