Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1909-09-26

LeSSlng would stop at notnlng, StOOp 10 any
thing; but to find him dragging girl like you
down to his level, to find you helping him to
rob your own father, is damnable, despicable,
pitiful.
Nathalie Mellor's face went pale before his
accusing words, and her hand went out toward
the safe by which she stood. as if seeking for
support, then instantly withdrew from it, as if
the touch of it scorched her flesh. Her eyes
sought Lessing's in mute appeal. Carleton
brushed by her, passed into the hall and out of
the front door. Catching the last train for New
York. he learned, on arriving at his rooms that
Medford had neither been in nor telephoned
He did not trust his temper to call up his friend
to learn the reason why.
Ply luncheon time next day, however, Garlic
- tons anger had cooled a little, and conse-
quently, when Tommy Medford blew breeziy
into his office about o'clock, he was able to
greet his chum with some degree of cordially.
We'll, he made good, Jack" the visitor an
nounced cheerfully, dropping into convenient
chair Paid up like a little man. Here's the
check you gave me. l didn't have to use it;
but I'm thousand times obliged. followed
Lessing down to the Central station, all right ."
he ratified on without giving Carleton chance
to speak; but l lost him at the Jersey City
end. However, you were in Newark, and l
couldn't do anything alone; so l went home
and turned in But thought you'd be glad to
know I'd got my money and returned his
punky securities
Carleton leaned forward Thomas Vining
Medford, you're a triple-plated, Harveyized
idiot" he announced and you'll be dee
lighted to use that money when you know the
source it came from! Leasing never got any
farther than the Ferry-st station on his way to
Manhattan. If you d kept your wits about you,
you'd have seen him get off the train, probably
the wrong side. Then he came back on the
trolley. Of course you got your money; l
knew that an hour ago. There! Read for your
self" He flung early edition of an afternoon
newspaper at his friend, and turned to his desk.
This is what Medford read:
"NATHAN MELLOR ROBBED.
NEWARK BANKERS HOME BURGLARIzED TO
THE TUNE OF TWENTY-FIVE THOUSAND
DOLLARS. THIEVES MAKE GETAWAY.
THE house of Nathan Mellor, president
of the Mellor Trust Company of Newark, was
entered early this morning and robbed of cash
and negotiable securities aggregating twenty
five thousand dollars. Entrance to the house,
handsome residence on Heathdae-ave., was
obtained through window on the first floor
opening into Mr.. Mellors study, in which stood
safe containing large sum of money and
stocks and bonds to considerable amount.
That the window had been forced from the
outside plainly evident from the marks
the sill and sash, and footprints underneath
and on the stone coping that runs below the
window showed where the thief had approached
and departed.
Mr. and Mrs Mellor were out of the city,
and Miss Nathalie Mellor and her fance, Mr..
Francis Leasing, well known New York fnan-
Cler, were IN the lower part OF the house until
about half past ten o'clock, when Mr.. Leasing
left to return to Manhattan. The butler who
let Mr. Leasing out extingushed the lights in
the study and locked the windows and is pos
tive that everything then secure.
Two men were seen lurking in the neigh
borhood early in the evening and the police
have good description of one of them. Mr..
Mellor notified by telegraph, and has Of
fered a large reward for the apprehension of
the thief thieves; but, except for the two
suspicious characters just mentioned, there is
no clue to the perpetrators of the outrage"
Medford tossed the newspaper the desk
and looked at Carleton. We'll, III be gosh
swizzled!" he said. Gee! | wonder whether
the police have your description mine!"
Yours. hope" retorted Carleton; "for by
letting Francis Leasing give you the slip, you
largely contributed to the success of the bur
glary."
oh, say. Jack" protested Medford, don't
be finty hearted sphinx. l know / made
mess of it, but you might tell me how.
CARLETON lost no time in satisfying his
friends curiosity. THE man at the safe
was that Ratchet faced chap Morgan, who used
to bootleg for Leasing in college. Don't you
remember he announced at the end of his
recital While l was rubbering around and
stalking my game through the front hall, he
skipped with the swag Leasing got some hold
on him in college, and now employs him to do