The Forrest City times., 1908-07-24

 of the evidence against Cadwallader.
 While waiting for replies Alfred wrote to Gov Stanford inelosing the cipher dispatches and their transla tions. But this was soon done, and the two men. oppressed with their death-laden secret, watched the clock feverishly.
 The minutes dragged as intolerably for Alfred. though he wore his mask more easily than Alvin. Would they be in time? Would they catch the little steamer before she left port for her fate? Even then. would they find the infamous secret before its fateful moment arrived? What would it be- Powder slit in the hull? A cun. ming injury to the boiler?
 At last San Francisco called Alvin sprang to the key The steamer had started. had been hailed had waited for small boat and the message, and had gone on her way.
 Alfred rose. as stiff with the tension as if minutes had been hours That's all We can do at that cad keep your eye and ear buster than your hcDgue. Al, for the rest of the day I'm of to settle with his nibs, Phineas Cad wallader. By the way. couldn't you contrive some way to get him left? The train reported late in leaving, false report, something like that?"
 Alvin nodded. Guess I can think up that trick in four hours
 At the hotel Alfred took caly time to don riding boots and to find Stella for hurried word. Get Sally 3. to hold Cadwallader here over trair time. If it's possible" Alfred said b4fore his goodbye. Tt may mean everything to the company. I'll return tonight if can"
 A swift horse took him .o the Front" where he found the svoerin- tendent riding his beat Alfree told his story briefly and asked if there was a lineman on the force
 Jupiter. You cant track thst man, Vincent. The snow's come and gone since that Hecate's job was don,"
 But, Mir. Gregory, he'd have to cHt the wire. and he'd have to clims a tree or pole to do it. >ouio that be done without leaving a trSce?"
 What then? How can you provo it was he?
 How'll 1 know I couldn't prove 1t unless l try"
 'Linemen don't show up often in my diggings. I'll ask Bennett; his ss;- tion begins here"
 Inquiry discovered an intelligent man who had worked on the line. Els climbers were at camp near by; and MT Gregory's resourcefulness provided horse and saddle The two men sat off without delay. They rode fast t.u within nearly five miles of Dutch Fist, Alfred judging that, since Phineas took the stage there. his exploit must be in that neighborhood.
 The afternoon was past it's half when they began to inspect each ptse and wire-touched tree with cyose scrutiny. We'll work east over these five miles to Dutch Flat Alfred said If We find nothing we'll have to stay over night in town, go east a short <, take it west from here
 For the first two or three miles their search was unrewarded by any sign. Just at sunset, in a windy little vale, the lineman's practised eye caught a peculiar piecing of the wire, and he climbed nimbly to inspect 1t It was not joining made by the regu- lar force. but a recent cut. The marks of the climbers were also fresh.
 Is there anything about it 10 dis tinguish it from regular work?" Al fred asked.
 You bet! Any chump could tell. if he see it close, that 1t was the work of an amachure by the way the wires are tied"
 That was something gained, but not enough. How did the man get up there?"
 Before the man could reply Alfreds eye was caught by the gleam os crescent of burnished gold. Lying half imbedded in the wet remains of snowdrift, it's upper surface washed clean and shining, he found cuff but ton of peculiar design-a star within a crescent, the two free points tipped with diamonds. He knew if, he knew who owned it's fellow. Turning it over he saw the engraved initials. P. C.
 Good enough" he called We need no more evidence. You can go on to town for the night, or back to camp, as you choose. I'll ride too hard for you, perhaps"
 The man chose to turn back. Alfred arranged for payment for the extra work and again rode east.
 In few minutes he arrived at the Dutch Flat office and telegraphed Al Yin, asking of Phineas. Five minutes later he was reading the reply:
 "C s here, pacing the platform like mad gobbler. We did the leaving trick for the regular train o. K. But he thinks he's going on the special in spite of fate
 Let him go in peace" Alfred wired