The Forrest City times., 1912-10-18

would win out That's the secret. old chap. of my success. of every body's success. Don't tackle things you can't do, then you never fail"
 Davis refusal was a greater blow to me than I cared to admit. Louise ard in our final conference the night b- fore had decided that tftere were three steps that would take 1s far into tbe light.
 First, l was to try at once to frd Hugh Crandall. was to ask him .o explain the rupture with Katharine the attitude of Gener1l Parrish toward him. his knowledge of the yellow Iet ter, and why he had called Katharine on the telephone the afternoon befora
 Second, failing 10 find Crandall. was to make some rretext for visitiHF his rooms. Ills sudden departure an1 his cautioning the janitor to admit n one had a suspicious look Whil, neither Louise nor I had discusse what might be there to explain tn mystery, I was thinking that in al probability l would find bundle tf letters from Katharine, some of whi. ! might furnish a clue.
 Third, l was to ask Inspector Davis to help me trace the yellow letter
 I had anticipated little difficulty if aseertaining Crandall's whereabouts A broker of standing does not varisl overnight without informing his brs ness partners Before coming to th inspector had telephoned to Crar dalIs office Great was my amazemeu to learn from one of his partners tha they were as much puzzled as owe his sudden going away. They ha. merely received telegram sayin. that he had been called out of tow unexpectedly and did not know wheI he would return. The telegram hao been sent from an office near his rooms the night before. 1Eefe was no busi ness affair that would take him away so they supposed that it was som. urgent personal matter While l chatted for a moment witt Davis over our boyhood days wa. thinking what step should take nexi The problems of learning CranGall'f | whereabouts and gaining access to his rooms did not seem so simple as the. had the night before. A clerk enteref with a card for Davis, and I rose {, go.
 Don't go yet" he said. Its only | man from police headquarters Hr errand will probably take only mil ute"
 As l resumed my seat Detecti-. Dowd was ushered into the room. Il was the typical police sleuth, thick [. |. head and foot, ready to suspect tht suspicious and to see the obvious. Ii l appearance. in speech. in manner al thought, he and the inspector were al most exact opposites. One was gri2 zled. blear-eyed man of fifty whom even the clumsiest criminal could not have mistaken for anything but what he was; the other. young looking foi even his thirty years. might have beer readily mistaken for college tutor ol an alert reporter. It amused me tt see with what deference the man iron headquarters approached him.
 Beg your pardon for disturbing yo, Inspector" he said. neryously twis, ing his hat. but I've got little mat ter here the chief wanted me to pur up to you"
 He turned toward me with a sus picious glance. but Davis hastened tC assure him that he could speak freely before me.
 Its this." he explained, the olc man wants to know about"
 AS he spoke he drew something iron his inner pocket and laid 1t on the in spector's desk. As my eyes followed his hand l gave sudden start. Witt difficulty restrained an expression O amazement. The object about whicl he had come to inquire was a tor, yellow envelope.
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