The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1906-08-05
Continued from Pade a.

informed coleman What further de-
signs ne had in view These matured
less than an hour later. or Just before
o'clock.
Then, at the head of a dozen police
men in uniform, and several plain
clothes men from the central office
Boyd again entered the Howard build
ing. where, disregarding the amaze
ment OF the workmen who observed this
threatened invasion. he led the posse
of officers straight to the basement.
There was an ugly look on his strong,
forceful face when, thrusting aside one
OF the contractors who then was pres
ent, and who had FASTENED to accost
him, he cried sharply TO the troop of
officers at his heels:
Now spread yourselves my men!
Begin out yOnder and work this way.
Search every nook and corner of the
place. Don't leave a stone unturned-
not stone! Arrest any man thought
TO be crook. or whose actions are az
all suspicious. Off that way, first, all
of you. and don't miss crack nor
crevice,"
While loudly giving these commands,
Boyd again observed the boss mason,
Mr.. German still supervising the lay
ing of the floors in the front Offices;
and, strange as it may seem. Boyd
scattered his followers in the-opposite
direction.
The contractor mentioned now as
serted his authority by clutching Boyd
by the arm, and angrily demanded:
Whats the meaning of this, sir?
Why do you come here in this way,
and"
TT means that there are crooks about
here, and that we want them" inter-
rupted Boyd sharply. We're going to
search the place There's a warrant, If
you care to read it. II you wish to
know more, go and ask Sergeant Kelly
yonder, and don't bother me. Look
lively, therei"
The contractor seized the warrant
and rushed away after the policeman
indicated. whereupon Boyd wheeled
sharp about and strobe toward the
front offices, as If to give them his per-
sonal inspection. At the same time he
cried sternly TO the startled workmen
who were issuing into the dimly light
CIV corridor:
Get back to your labors, my men,
every one of you This is no affair OF
yours. and you'll be wise if you stick
TO your work. It'll be time for you to
quit when you're asked to do so. and
that'n be soon enough. Get back 10
your work, say"
His authoritative manner served to
from the corridor as he strobe along,
which presently brought him nearer
the man he had interviewed that morn
ing, and within a few feet of the office
in which the interview had occurred.
What's the trouble, mister?" German
ventured to ask, tossing away a half
burned cigarette. Something wrong?"
Wrong enough" cried Boyd, halt
ing and looking back as if to ensure
h
executed. There's been a robbery
committed, and a lot of bonds stolen.
We have evidence that crooks are about
here. and the stuff still in the building.
Well turn every stone. too. but what
We'll find them. Who are you. sir?"
The question came quick and sharp.
but German did not finch a hairs
breadth
I'm a boss mason here" he replied
Been here since the work began"
'Oh, is that so? You're all right
them" cried Boyd. with a toss of his
head It's among the laborers that
we're after our game. We suspect that
one or more crooks have worked their
way in here and done this job, and now
have hidden the"
While he spoke ne had raised his
hand to his hat. a prearranged signal
and what more he might have said was
interrupted by loud cries from the far
Their end of. the corridor. where most
of the policemen then were located.
Look out, there. Stop him. Boyd,
Stop that mani"
These were the VOciferOus cries, and
at the same moment a roughly clad fell
low. none other than Jimmie Coleman,
however, came plunging down the dim
corridor at breakneck speed. He ap-
peared to be making for the stairs, and
was closely. pursued by two Of the pO-
licemen, who were uttering the above
cries.
Boyd seemed to take in the situation
at a glance. He muttered an oath. then
sprang up the corridor to head Coleman
off. AS he did so, he flashed one back
ward glance at German, and saw him
slink'quickly toward the office in which
they had met that morning, as if his in
fereSt there was greater than in the eX-
citemen outside. Yet, without pausing.
Boyd ran a rod or more up the cor
ridor, shouting at the top of his lungs:
Look out for him, boysl He's turn
Ing back! Down the side age-that
wayi that way. I'll look out for these
stairs!'
Then he turned sharply around and
looked back. German had disappeared.
The confusion in the corridors during
these few moments was like that of
bedlam.
With a movement as quick and agile
as those of leopard. Felix Boyd dart
ed back. hurled aside a workman who
came from one of the offices, and in a
moment he had reached the doorway of
the room abutting the street Vestibule.
There was but one occupant of the
room.
Mr.. German, the boss mason, was
upon his knees on the tesselated floor.
With a chisel he had pried UP one of
the square stone slabs in the south cor
ner, and from a cavity beneath it was
at that moment taking-the package of
stolen bonds.
Good enough. Mr.. Gorman" cried
Boyd, I'm ringing tones, as he strobe into |
the room. so you are the man, pre-
cisely as ] suspected Let me have |
them, If you please"
German came TO his feet like a man |
electrified. He realized instantly the |
rUse by which he had been duped.
His convulsed features grew as white |
as marble, and for the bare fraction of |
q second he shrank and hesitated.
Then. without a word. but as quick /
as a flash, he drew a revolver and fired |
pcintblank at Felix BOyd's head.
Boyd saw his move and ducked the /
bullet crashing against the wall behind |
him ThaO he Snrapp forward to ora n