The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1910-10-02

wanna had been casting sleeps eyes
at a certain Kate Rysdale whose mil
hons were in inverse ratio 10 the RAPID
rise of her Steel Trust papa
Finney Valentino owed his successes
to one trait among many others: be
kept an open and unbiased mind in the
face of facts that would have unduly
influenced another man; he was never
one TO formulate a theory and then
make the facts fit, rather he built NJ
his cases bit by bit. line by line, until
there was but one inevitable conclusion
Then he struck, and struck hard. So
in the matter Of Roslyn Cavauna, ho
merely decided that the man would
bear watching and arranged TO be ON
the spot in future-a guest at every
social function where a repetition of
the Jewel robberies might he expected
to occur-should such a move prove
advisable.
Although. as narrated already, the
losers had refralned from calling in
either the police or an ordinary detec.
tive agency, some stj1 rewards had
been offered through the daily prints
to be paid by Messrs. Dakin & Meek,n
the well known jewellers on Fifth ave.
nue.. through whom many of the bau
bles had been purchased in the first
instance.
To Dakin & Meekiu, then, went Fin.
new Valentine, ostcnsibly to inquire II
any article had ever been recovered
in that wayne knew othcrwlse-bui
really to mouse around IN search OF
chance information. This visit led to
complete clarity of narrative we must
revert for moment to the last great
Jewel robbery some six weeks before
nj Newport
There the chief booty was magnifi
cent necklace of matched pearls, forty
nine in number, worth at least fifty
thousand dollars, which the fair owner
had carelessly left in an unlocked case
on her dressing table during dinner
While she and her maid were absent
from the suite the necklace vanished
into thin air!
Stro]linp through the aisles Of show
cases in Dakiu & Neekin s, waiting
for q chance to speak with either OF
the partners, Valentine saw the door
of the private Office open and young
man emerge with Dakin at his side
The man was Roslyn CaVanna. hand
some. debonair, and faultlessly dressed
Ua was evidently valued customer
for Dakin accompanied HIM almost the
length of the store 10 the entrance.
On his brisk way back, f1nney Val
enrine buttonbolcd him and made
known his errand.
"Nothing doing. m sorry, to say,
was Dakin's response to the query
whether any of the jewels had ever
been recovered through the medium
of the firm. "Of course, they re good
for business in way-thesc robberles
I mean-for everything had to be re
placed, you know. and some of the los
ers arc among our bost customers.
NsWas that one of them-the 2ooc
clients. | mean-I saw you With luS'
now9 Young Cavanna, you know
Dakin laughed.
.Well-er-not exactly. HIS spend
| ing days were over some years ago
I'm afraid. But were always glad tC
see him; his father WAS good Gus
toner. Things are on the mend w'tt
Roslyn Cavanna; he's expecting to b'
married. he tells me; II, fact; Mr.. Eai
cntinc we arc TO make his wedding gnt
He called to see us about II. -
By this time they had reached th'
door of the private Office, where Nee
lin the other member, sat at table
with a tray of pearls beforc MN rae
inc on the other side of the table
stood an excitable French workman
talking volubIy, with many typical ges
lures Of the hands and shrugS OF th'
! shoulders.