El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1913-06-07

eral delivery window.
The letter had not come. but so anN-
iOus was Mr. Ravens about 1t that he
had disputed the girls word when she
said that there was nothing for him
( That was Wnere ne leu down FOR
when the letter really arrived at last
she remembered all about the dispute.
She had noted the cancellation time and
place on the envelope, had taken the
trouble TO show him that ne was mis-
taken, and, in fact, had watched all his
mail 1t all came from two places, both
Of which she remembered. One was
little town in Ohio, Milton Center. The
other was Bay City, Michigan
Burns Gets Two W ord TELEGRAM.
went TO Milton Center. The trail
through the postoffice had proved so
clear in the little Missouri town that
again 1 decided TO try 1t out in Ohio.
Eat when L asked the postmaster at
Milton Center whether there was any
one in town who answered the descrip-
.s ,.I rle stout man with the IOrid
face, the pOstmas thought over every
one of his Acquaintance but could re-
call no one who fitted the description
I tried a new line. L asked If there
had been any mail going out or com
ing in recently from the little Missouri
Yes" replied the postmaster. who
evidently kept a keen watch on the let
tiers that passed under his eye. ~ es-
Mrs Mary Dow has a Drolner from
whom she gets letters and TO whom she
writes there. BY George, that's the
brother you described, right enough
red face, fat. talks fast. That's the
Where 51+6t' did i his last letter come
frOm- 1 Ventured
Don't seem TO remember. Don't think
thcre've been any lately
We'll, when the next one comes, wire
me"
/ had scarcely reached Cincinnati
when a two word telegram from the
postmaster overtook me 1t read SIM
ply: From St Louis
81 Want You, Havens!7
A day or two later Ravens puffed up
to the general delivery window at St
Louis and asked for the letter
4 want you. Havens,' / remarked at
his elbow
Havens's face turned from red to
purple. then almost white, before he
The deuceT; he exclaimed. And
Just TO think was on my way to
trim a lot Of suckers in the Southern
hOtel!'
Ravens was a short-card man as
well as a passer OF the mysterious
counterfeit money. From him I man
aged at least to extract a little iufOr-
nation, but il was not about the .coun-
Ierfeiter.
had found another letter from
Ravens. written TO another prospec-
tive come-On, offering to sell him the
means TO q fortune IN green goods
Haven had not the remOtest idea that
/ had the other letter, though he ad-
mitted the Missouri episode, as he
would have admitted a bluff on the
showdown.
Didn't you try to sell some counter
feits once in illinois," 1 insinuated,
mentioning q little town IN the central
part of that state.
Havens denied il absolutely.
But you have been there 1 per
sisted.
.Oh yes. a long time ago. I used
TO know a girl there; but snes married
now and moved away.
Not long afterwards 1 went 70 the
town, and sauutered up TO the desk ut
the Commercial House in one of my
IavOriue roles as travelling salesman
"Ihe last time / was here 1 re-
marked reminisCenuy to the genial
proprietor, Il met a slOrt-card man
Ever play with him. laughed the
host Say, ne skinned EN- all. he did
He used TO get all the travelling men
on Saturday night and oh my. didn't
he trim EN- good and prOper!
Does he come around now
mo; / haven't seen him for a long
time He used to see a girl here
Bessie Clayton, down in Browns
bakery"
Burns Settles Havens's Case.
I walked past the bakery, but again
decided on song 70 the posI?ltlce mrs.
one inquiry OF the postmlstress, an
angel faced woman Of many winters,
was sufficient.
Yes" she snapped; "she used to get
As usual, what was each ones busl-
ness proved TO be the pOstmistress
very life. Even she knew that the
rapid speaking Mr. Ravens had been
soft spoken also, and that he had be-
come engaged TO the girl
Miss Clayton ] said a few minutes
later 10 the girl in the bakery, did
you really think that Mr.. Havens was
singleg"
The startled look on her face told
the truth better than words
"Of course she replied simply
Well 1 pursued, slowly breaking
the truth as gently as possible, for
had spent some time in looking up
Ravens, 'as a matter Of fact he has
a wife, and son u years old
When the bakery closed that night.
7 had possession of half a trunk-tray
Of letters. Among them was one writ
ten at the same place and at the same
time with idenuCally the same post
mark, as that on the letter to the
cOme-On which Ravens had repudiated-
II was a matter of merely q moment
for her TO identify the handwriting Of
both the love letter and the letter 10
the come-on. That settled the case Of
Havens-settled il so well that he was
easily convicted
Now for the Real Quarry.
It is not the 'utterer' or passer Of
cOunterfeit. but the maker himself,
that the government is after in all
such cases Although as yet the maker
was anonymous, there was one thing
certain. he must be an expert photo
engraVer.
There was nothing to do but to take
a trip up into Michigan to look over
the plant at Bay City. OF course, the
engraver would not be there. His plate
was there, undoubtedly, but he himself
might have been quietly working in
any one of a thousand places That
was why I had not hurried to Michi-
gan in the first place; it was enough
TO know where the plant was.
The house was on one of the older
streets of a large frame house, set up
on a terrace above the level Of the
street.
1t had been rented by a man named
Logan. No one bothered much with
it. but the few who did wondered what
mysterious activities We're going on in
its crazy attic and damp cellar, while
the rest of the house seemed as de-
serted as ever
I began quietly to study the habits,
the gOings in and the cOmiugs OUT,
of Logan, the man in charge. From an
inquisitive neighbOr or two, I obtained
descriptions of men who had been seen
visiting the old house, at one time or