The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1910-01-25

contractor, you know, and as such naturally
has employed hundreds Of Italians. We
figured that one Of them, a born criminal or
man rendered desperate for want Of employ
ment, had followed us up TO our isolated sum
mer home in the Catskills OF course, how
ever, we had no idea OF yielding to bis prepos-
ferrous demand.
Pardon me, interrupted Kingston, you
say this letter was found by your father on his
writing-table?D
Yes, just after breakfast, day before yes
terday. The governors den is on the ground
floor, and has French window giving en-
trance from the piazza The window is usu-
ally open in the day time, and the beggar must
have slipped in with his note while We were at
breakfast Not wishing to disturb our
guests-"
Pardon me once more. Your guests,
who are they r"
All, Howard, old chap, | see you're be
coming interested But you can't work up a
mystery in that direction There are two old
crones Of the governors, Colonel Mathews
and Judge Desmond; visitor from France,
the Count de Sacran, not a fortune-hunsing
adyenturer but the right sort, over here TO try
and earn an honest living in business; and,
finally, two college friends Of mine whom you
may have met, Sidney Wright and Perceval
Porter. My sister, Maisie, is doing the
honors, and Porter's sister, Annie, is helping
her oat That completes the household as at
present constituted except for the servants,
x.bo ha,.. toar, Nth tc for x.e,rc -
= Go ahead with your story
AS was saving, we decided to mention
the letter to no one, but the governor casually
directed the coachman and gardener to keep a
sharp lookout for any suspicious characters
The day passed without incident No bag Of
gold was left on the writing table, The window
was tightly fastened
THAT night the governor and took turns
mounting guard in his den. Nothing oc.
cured After breakfast we looked for an
other note Not word Then We began 10
hope that Mr.. Black Hand bad had change
OF heart But in the middle OF the afternoon
as though it had dropped from nowhere,
father discovered this"
He handed Kingston second letter, writ
ten on the same paper as the tlrst, and SINH
larly scrawled in lead pencil. 1t read;
viii give YOU until tomorrow Saturday-nght
but no longer 20 or send at once for the money
and follo@ previous Instructions. Try no tricks
We shoot TO kill.
THE BLACK HAND.
"There's little to add" Willoughby CON
tinued Father summoned me- and it was
decided that | should at once start for New
York and consult the Pinkertons That's the
situation in nutshell Now tell me what
you think.
A moments silence followed Then, with
an expressive wave Of his long thin hands,
Kingston tossed the pencled letters on a
table, and, pointing toward them, said:
Those letters were never
He abruptly checked himself, rose slowly
out of the chair, placed a hand on VII
loughby's shoulder. and declared quietly:
Don't worry, my boy, your fathers safe
enough And there's no necessity, after all,
for calling in a detective,
"What youneedis the help pofa psychologist.
And being rather interested in psychological
problems myself as you know I'd be glad
enough il you'd lei me have hand in clearing
up this little affair Of yours"
Let youl BY Jove After the Rutledge
mystery. -
There, there, no more OF that. Now
consulting bis watch its nearly ten O'Clock.
Our train IS the eleven thirty, suppose z
Very well, III run up to the club a'd get some
clothes, and will meet you al the station.
Meantime, drop in at your bank and draw oat
$1,000 in gold.
You don't mean 10 say that
do not ask any questions, Dick, but do
exactly as | tell you lfyou're going TO place
the case in my hands you must trust me i'm
plicitly. Now | shall have 10 be of, for |
have some business to transact before train
time
AT exactly four O'Clock that afternoon a red
touring-car drew up in front OF long low,
picturesque country house, built on the Eng
! lish order Dick Willoughby stepped out,
carrying small hand bag, and followed by
the tall form Of Howard Kingston. They
were greeted by chorus OF delighted excla
nations from group OF young people who
/, had hurried TO the door a. sound OF their ap-
proach.
Hello folkses," cried Wilioughby. with
his characteristic breeziness, having god
! time, hope. No, didn't forget your riga-
rettes, Sid But frs. let ne introduce my old
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