The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1907-04-28
On the Trail of big Finger"

| TONED, and looked out. Three feet be-
low was the fiat roof of a shed, COW
cred with tar and gravel. An exam
nation of the stone coping outside the
window revealed a small black smooch
on the gray stone. and Boyd, without
offering any explanation. sprang out
upon the roof of the shed.
There he examined the outer edge OF
| IL. the ground below and a vine-grown
trellis, reaching nearly to his feet; and
next he intentiy studied the gravel roof
in line toward the window, and par
ticularly one noticeable patch of tar,
the surface of which cleaned fresh and
bright in the afternoon sunlight.
What do you find, Felix?' asked
/ Coleman carelessly, when Boyd re-
turned 70 the chamber.
The crooks entered by this win
dow replied BOYD readily.
DO you really think so?" demanded
DIR. Dane. How on earth do you ar
rive at that eonclusion?''
"One of them trod in a clot of soft
/ tar out there" said Boyd. Note the
smooch left on this stone as he came
over 1t, His foot slipped slightly. thus
defacing the stone. and he steadied
himself by clutching at this lace dra-
perry, as you may infer from the fact
/ that 1t is torn from one of the rod pins
UP there. Your exemplary housekeeper
would speedily have seen and repaired
that, DR.. Dane, so it is safe to say it
was very recently torn. Also on your
hall floor you will see a small stain of
tar, plainly indicating that the burglars
went in that direction"
DR.. Danes eyes were opening wider,
| and Professor Clyde, who had been an
interested observer of Boyd's move
ments, now remarked admiringly:
"Those are keen and clever deduc-
lions, Mr.. Boyd / beg TO congratulate
you
''They amount 10 nothing, professor,
nor serve us in the least" smiled Boyd,
g. bit obviously. I'VE already knew
that the thieves entered the house. Just
how they got in is not very material. l
/ now am convinced however that they
were experienced crooks"
so 1t appears to me-" rejoined Clyde.
THAT Is all l want here, doctor, "
said Boyd. With your permission,
professor. 1 will merely glance into
your room and note it's location"
Certainly, certainly, Mr.. Boyd"
cried Clyde cordially. Come this way.
1t is across the hail.
AS the party approached the room
Boyd turned to Coleman and said,
quite indifferently:
You might go with DIR. Dane, Jim
nile, and have him get together the sew
| eral students whom / have to question.
1t will expedite matters a little, and
will glance into their rooms after hav-
ing questioned them"
! Il will call them up into the hall of
the wing" put in DR.. Dane readily.
/ Capital" nodded Boyd. Il present
ly will rejoin you there. Professor
Clyde will show me the way"
Clyde bowed agTeeably and Boyd fol-
lowed him into the room, while DIR.
Dane and the central office man depart
ed. 1t was similar TO the one they had
/ left. and Boyd at once went to look
| from the window.
mo chance for an entrance here,
professor" he remarked. "The WIN
dows are much too high. The location
is on the north side. l take it."
Eyes. Mr.. Boyd. I prefer this side.
there being less SUM- Clyde affably re-
joined.
You're like me in the respect, y
| laughed Boyd lightly. Too much sun
gives me a headache. I'm not over
| the way, that I'll jot in my notebook
the points mentioned, lest they pass
| from my mind. All, pardon mel"
In drawing forth his leather pocket
book. to take from II a small notebook
and pencil. Boyd nearly dropped his
prepared bundle of banknotes, and in
catching it collided slightly with Pro-
fessor Clyde. The episode passed in an
! instant, however, having been enacted
with a naturalness precluding the
slightest suspicion. and Clyde re-
marked, laughing lightly, as Boyd
thrust the package back into his poek-
! ct:
You carry quite a wad of money, Mr..
Boyd"
! Boyd joined in the laugh, while he
| glanced at the point of his pencil.
More than like to carry" said he.
'T had intended to pay several official
accounts with it today, but Detective
Coleman's telegram reached me after
leaving my office. my boy overtaking
me with it. and 1 had only time to
catch the first Epson train. may use
your desk, professor"
Certainly, Mr.. Boyd" cried Clyde
! heartily. Pen and ink are there, If
you wish to use them"
''Thank you, professor My pencil will
answer"
| For a matter of five minutes Boyd
scrubbed earnestly in his notebook,
| then arose, looked over what he. had
written, and then again glanced cur
! icUsly about the room. Yet he appeared