The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1906-08-26

than the street. I tried to force small
cellar door back there, but it wouldn't
give hair, so I returned to tackle this
one. All, now we're in"
The iron grating finally had given
way, and fell changing upon the side
walk. With an iron bar Coleman then
proceeded to force the lock of the door,
an operation quickly accomplished,
whom he threw open the door and en-
tered the shop.
Boyd quickly followed him, first
! glancing at one of the policemen, and
saying sharply:
Stand here, Gaffneyl Let no one
else enteri"
Though the smoke now was partly
dispelled, the shop was in semi-Ob-
security, and Coleman fastened to raise
the curtain. Then "a flood of light en-
tered over the front shutters, and
revealed the devastation within.
The shop was narrow, but quite deep,
with a counter at one side, and small
/ enclosed office in front. Nearly at the
rear was a large safe, partly fixed in
the side wall. and fronted by an open
space near the rear window.
A glance about the place quickly told
what had happened. The heavy door of
the safe lay on the floor, and a part
of the side nearest the rear window was
badly shattered leaving the interior
compartments Of the safe almost en-
tirely exposed and easy Of access. That
they had been robbed of the most of
their valuable contents was at once
| apparent.
Furthermore, indicating the violence
of the explosion, the counter was
thrown awry, and the glass of the rear
window was scattered in fragments
over the floor, leaving only the secured
iron shutter, through the round aper-
ture in which entered a beam Of sun
light from the rear area or yard.
On the broad sill of this window lay
a large reading glass. similar to that
which Dickson carried on his person;
but Of Dickson himself, or of the
knaves guilty Of perpetrating this mid
day burglary, there was not sign.
"Whewi" whistled Coleman, the in
Here's a mess! A burglary in broad
daylight
Burglary. indeedr' exclaimed Boyd.
THE crooks have made a clean sweep.
This will settle me in Dickson's opinion.
That patchwork letter of his had a
wicked meaning, after all"
II should say wickedp' cried Cole
ter, and springing out of the window.
I'll see what 1 can find out here,
Felix
Go ahead" cried Boyd. "Tn ex-
anime things in here"
Coleman returned in about five min
utes. bearing in his hand a pair of
soiled rubbers, with which he scram-
bled back through the window, remark
ing, rapidly:
There are footprints In the soil of
the alley, but not at all definite. Yet
the crooks must have escaped by that
way and one of them probably wore
these rubbers, for l found them under
some refuse near the alley exit"
Very likely" said Boyd, glancing al
them. Burglars frequently wear them
to muffle their steps indoors. Size
eight, aren't they?"
: A flight of stairs from one corner
! led to dinly lighted cellar, to which
Boyd quickly conducted his companion
At the foot of the stairs he halted. and
pointed to a narrow door, the one Cole
, man vainly had tried to force from out
side. Against it was heavy piece OF
joist, one end of which was securely
blocked several yards from the door
"Humphr' calculated Coleman. "They
: went that way, and the timber shows
how they secured the door after them
It was so adjusted as to fall into place
when the door closed, and thus prevent
J the immediate entrance of any one
anxious to learn the cause of the ex-
5 plosion. The delay gave the crooks e
! chance to get well away. They have
done the job all right, covering theil
tracks WELL, and already have a Ions
lead on the police. There's no question
about that"
Boyd nodded indifferently, and lee
the way upstairs.
You had better rush a message III
to Dickson's wife, Jimmie" said he
! Here is his city address. Have her, OF
-. e. -
son, and bring him here as quickly a!
! possible. He should show up by tn,
' middle of the afternoon"
I'll do so at once nodded Coleman
Fastening to the front door, where h,
I not only started a messenger for Dick
= sons residence, but also dispatched an
! other to headquarters to report the ex
traordinary burglary.
When he returned he found Feliy
Boyd on his knees a few feet from tn,
ruined safe and between it and the rea1
r studying, with the help of Dicksoni
e large reading glass. the hard pin
board of the bare floor.
s what have you discovered there p
Y Coleman demanded, with immediate in
/ terest.
D Nothing much" muttered Coleman
j giancing up. "Only this smutty mari
e across the 1lOOr, jimmie. 1t begins her.
and ends at the corner of the safe"
What do you make of it? VIVA
. caused it?"
1T was caused by a fine fuse Jim
e mic, with which the charge in the SAT
[ was exploded. In burning, it scorche
4 the floor a little, making this almos
a imperceptibie dark line. At first sight
s I thought il was a narrow crack only
:. but this lens belonging to Dickson re
: veals it's true character Very kind o
!, Dickson to have left a glass so handy
o There was in Boyd's voice an intona
ton SO vaguely odd that it brought
l. look of perplexity to Coleman's atten
: tive face. He could discern no NOR
y than had been pointed out to him, how
ever. and he growled, a little impa
q tiently:
well. what of it? What do yo
= mean by-that? we know the charg
was exploded by some means, and wha
matters whether a fuse or an electri
- current was usedY'
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