The Citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1903-1912, 1907-01-19

high strung to degree and ner con
dition was such that any undue OK
element might kill her. Cheney's In
vestigation of Stanton was not prolifi
of any information and Col. Jack wal
nonplussed.
word from Guthrie. Another pastet
letter threatening in character had ar
rived. simultaneously with this new,
came Stanton and in his hand he helt
seven letters, one that had come Il
his house and six that no had secured
from his friends. Stanton was worket
up to a high degree of excitement.
Here's a bunch OF them. Col
Cheney. My Godl isn't there som,
way of stopping this avalanche Of
threats?"
Leave them here" said Cheney
quietly. "and come here on your way
home from your Office this evening
Then | may know something"
Cheney now had nine letters, al
similar, all threatening. A threat Il
never made except for reason
blackmail or revenge. There was
/ nothing TO warrant a belief in black
mail because there was no request fol-
money. Who, who could want re.
venge on Stanton. and for what?
Stanton came back about -four
o'clock. Cheney had long talk with
him and during the conversation drew
from him the fact that prior to his
marriage to Mrs. Stanton he had beer
engaged to a young lady living In
Sedalia.
This lady's name was wbat?" asked
Cheney.
Grace Ellerton."
"Um. yes. And was she much in
love with you, Mr.. Stanton?"
well, now, Col. Cheney, that-er--
Is a leading question. Yes. l suppos,
she was. But wasn't with her, ant
we quarreled and separated"
Eyes, you separated. to be sure
How long were you engaged to tn,
young lady, you say?"
About one year"
And what became of herr"
why, she married an attorney o.
this city, Abney by name, and Mrs
Stanton aud ! have met them occa
sionally in society. In fact Mrs
Abney and have laughed over oul
engagement more than once"
Where does Mrs. Abney liver"
.out on Washington boulevard. Blu
look here, colonel. good God! 20,
don't think Grace Abney would d,
such a thing? Impossible, man. i'm
possible!" exclaimed stanton, rising.
"Mr. Stanton" slowly reptile,
Cheney. Il never think out loud. 1
hurts. am merely asking question:
TO find a clew. Perhaps l have foun,
one. You will receive one more let
ter. SO will your friends, then the.
will stop and you can discharge you
butler"
"All right" said Stanton, "but don't
for Gods sake. make n mistake"
Your impetuous chivalry Is run
ming away with your judgment
There will be no mistake made. b
assured OF that Good evening. M
Stanton"
Stanton left with n cloud OF unceg
tainty In his mind. However. Judg,
Treat had told him TO trust cheno!
and he would. But Grace Abney tn,
culprit! No. never!
As soon as Stanton had gone Chene,
lighted a fresh cigar and, smilingly
murmured Hell hath no fury lik,
that OF a woman scorned."
The next morning Cheney made !,
quiet investigation In the neighbor
hood OF the Abney home. lie foun,
that Mrs. Abney about two month";
ago had purchased n couple OF writ
ing pads and some plain envelope
at a small stationery store just arount
the corner. A. the substation he In
terviewod the man that sold stamps
He was a civil war veteran. johnson
by name, and after Cheney presentet
his credentials was willing to answe
any questions.
do you know Mrs, Abney?" aske,
Cheney.
yes. know her by sight," reptile,
Johnson.
Does she ever buy stamps here7"
Eyes. that's the way | know her"
How long since she bought any,"
about two weeks ago"
How many stamps does she bu!
at a timer"
Generally about so. half q sheet"
Now listen" said Cheney, sharply
This afternoon III send you out
sheet OF stamps. Put them away II
some safe place and when Mrs. Abne,
buys any more stamps sell her iron
that sheet and send the rest TO m,
Immediately Don't forget; It is i'm
portant."
IAN right. sir I won't forget" sal,
Johnson.
Cheney was absolutely certain Mrs
Abney was the letter 'paster." In hi
own mind he knew H. but he wanted
the proof. proof that could be uset
In a court Of law II necessary. II,
went TO the post ONCE, Intervene,
the postmaster. secured a sheet o
stamps and that afternoon sent then
all 10 JohnsOn's substatlon, Then h,
waited, waited like an angler watch
ing a bobbing cork, waited for a nib
BILE which would tell him the fish wa
was playing with the bait. Sever