The Kenna record. (Kenna, Roosevelt County, N.M.) 190?-1924, 1912-10-04

he hasn't thrown away the envelopes.
He might very likely destroy them to
make the chance Of Identifying the
belt 80 much smaller, and to protect
him In the possession of the money"
Il hardly think So" Solano encour-
aged the worried youngster. when
we get the negro. we'll get belt, pa.
pers. money and all. And think OF.
ncer Hogan will come pretty near to
rounding him up, If anybody can"
Il wonder If the big fellow remem-
Dered us from Detroit?" unused Brock
ett' IF so, he might also remember
the card he passed us, something Of
It's general appearance, and, IL he
opened tie envelopes In the belt, the
duplication of the writing might I'm
press him"
Hardly probable" dissented So
lano He was simply told, in De-
troit, to hand that card to us, and
was paid something to do 1t. He
might remember us, all right. but
would not be likely to remember any
thing about the message that he gave
us. Quit fretting about the whole
business. | firmly believe everything
Will work out all right, and that the
lost envelopes will come back to you
before morning. Then we can hurry
towards Mexico as fast as you may de-
sire"
1t was about nine that night when
Oflcers Hogan and Flynn-the latter
as big, as husky and as truly Irish as
his partner-summoned the boys for
the expedition that should spell abso
lutte failure or a chance to retrieve
lost fortunes. Both were in plain
clothes, both were heavily armed, and
both seemed to regard the evenings
program as rare bit of diversion.
Don't you worry, me lad" chuckled
Hogan, well get your nagur before
the stroke of twelve, an we'll get the
goods with him. He's no spendthrift
nagur, that felly, an he'll have pretty
near all your money still with him"
I'D be willing" said Brockett, Ito
let him keep the money if he'd give
me back what else was in the belt"
Let him kape nothin'." growled
Flynn. "Wud We encourage a chape
nagur to unlawful doin's? Ye'd spoil
him be lettin' him have money. Well
get him, an the money too"
Walking and chatting pleasantly.
the policemen led their companions
over a side street, and into an alley
that was blacker than a pail of tar.
No moon was shining, and the quartet
stumbled along, occasional Dmothered
remarks of thoroughly profane ma
ture marking places where the stall
wart "coppers" stubbed a toe or
barked shin. After penetrating the
ALLEY for perhaps 200 feet, the police
men ordered halt.
Now, me sons" said Hogan, right
here Is where we have to show a bit
Of generalship, ye understand. Go
youse two through this yard to a small
back door ye'll find at the far end.
Knock three times an whistle. Some
wan will look at We through a peep
hole. Seem that We are only kids, an
harmless-lookin, they will let We In.
If We find the big nagur there, 1t is up
to youse to open the door, sudden, an
let us in. If they hinder ye from
openin' the door, yell-welI hear ye.
II the nagur is not there. make some
excuse-a friend ye wanted is not
there, or ye have no money to buy a
card av hop-an come out again.
Then We'll hang around an wait for
the black gazaoo. Can ye make good?
Ye can? Then go to It,"
The boys walked through yard
filed with mud, bricks and wreckage
Of every imaginable kind At the far
end Of the yard they brought up
against a brick wall. They fumbled
along this wall, soon finding the little
doorway. and tapped thrice upon the
panels. Somewhere in the woodwork
Of the door a spark Of light cleaned
and they were uncomfortably aware
that they were under scrutiny. They
whistled softly and tapped the door
again. It opened and a Chinaman
confronted them.
You want smoker"
"Of course we do" Solano answered
The yellow man looked them over.
and then beckonod them inside the
portals. shutting and boiling the door
behind them. Cat-footed, noiseless, he
conducted them up a hallway damp
with mould, noisome with dirt and the