The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1911-10-01

contractor, you know, and as such naturally
has employed hundreds of Italians We
figured that one OF them, born criminal or a
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 his prepos-
ferrous demand.
Pardon me, interrupted Kingston, you
say this letter was found by your father on his
writing table 7"
Yes, just after breakfast, day before yes
terday The governors den is on the ground
floor, and has a French window giving en-
trance from the piazza, The window is usll-
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 theys"
eAh, Howard, old chap, / see you're be-
coming Interested But you can't work up a
mystery in that direction There are two old
cronies Of the governors, Colonel Mathews
and Judge Desmond; d visitor from France,
the Count de Sacran, not fortune hunting
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 sisters Maisie, Is doing the
honors, and Porter's sister, Annie, is helping
her out That completes the household as at
present constituted, except for the servants,
who have been with us for years"
:" Go ahead with your story
CAS- | was saying. we decided to mention
the letter to no one, but the governor casually
directed the eoachman and gardener TO keep
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 to
hope that Mr. Black Hand had had change
of heart But IN the middle Of the afternoon,
as though il had dropped from nowhere,
father discovered this"
He handed Kingston second letter, writ
ten on the same paper as the first, and SINH
larry scrawled in lead pencil thread:
Wil give you until tomorrow satutday-night,
but no longer. Go or send at once for the money
and follow previous instructions. Fry no tricks.
We shoot 10 kill
TIE BLACK HAND.
There's little 70 add Wioughby con
tinurd Father summoned me, and it was
decided that / should Al 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 penciled letters on a
table, and, pointing toward them, said:
Those letters were neyer-"
He abruptly checked himself, rose slowly
out OF the chair, placed a hand on VII
loughbys shoulder, and declared quietly;
Don't worry, my boy, your fathers safe
enough And there's no necessity, after all,
for calling in detective.
What younecdis the helpof a psychologist
And being rather interested in psychological
problems myself, as you know, I'd be glad
enough if you'd let me have a hand in clearing
up this little affair Of yours
Let you'll BY Joyel After the Rutledge
mystery l"
There, there, no more of that Now"
his watch, its nearly ten O'Clock.
Our irain is the eleven thirty, | suppose
Very well I'll run up to the club and get some
clothes, and viii meet YOU at the station.
Meantime, drop in at your bank and draw out
s. 600 in gold"
YOU don't mean TO say that"
DO not ask any questions, Dick, but do
exactly as | tell YOU nyou're going to place
the case in my bands YOU must trust me inn
plicitlv. Now | shall have TO be of, for |
have some business to transact before train
lime
Atexactv four O'Clock that afternoon red
touring car drew up in front Of long, low,
country house, built on the Eng
lish order. Dick Willoughby stepped out,
carving a small hand bag, and followed by
ne tall form OF Howard Kingston They
were greeted by chorus OF delighted excla-
nations from a group OF young people who
had hurried to the door at sound of their ap-
proach.
Hello. iolkses." cried Willoughby, with
his characteristic brecziness. having good
lime. ihoI,c NJ, | didn't forget your ciga-
rettes, sid But frs let me introduce my old