Devils Lake weekly world. (Devils Lake, N.D.) 1911-1914, 1913-12-19

His Face Beamed Good Nature.
that's cinc6! declared Colt. mo
hand ever touched that plate. Look
at the lathe work.
"And look at the ink!' exclaimed
Kayton.
"Perfect!' pronounced the govern
ment agent solemnly. How'd you
ever get on to it?"
"Why," replied Kayton modestly.
''some of these silk fbers struck me as
being off COLOR
"Say!" exclaimed the latest man in
the federal government, with laugh
that was half mirth and half nervous
awe. "this sort Of thing is going to
knock the currency into cooked hat!
Pretty soon you won't be able to take
money from man unless he gives you
Masonic grip with it. And you mean
to tell me that you found that bill in
a millionaire's desk?"
Il admit it's impossible" smiled Kay
ton, 'but did
Colt stared incredulously. THAT a
man In Argyle's position would mix
himself up with Il band Of criminals
who'd bIackmail him for the rest of
his life?"
Kayton nodded and shrugged his
shoulders.
! "He may have been non compos
mentis-just plain crazy" he suggest.
ed musingly, holding up the bill. 'Talk
about mysteries, Colt! This is the
only real mystery ever met"
"Have you got any clew?"
Kayton leaned back. "Well, I'm
playing long shot," he returned eva
sively. Couldn't any of you experts
down at the Office give wild guess
| whose work this was:"
| Colt shook his head gloomily. mo
There isn't counterfeiter on the
books could do it. The man that got
that together has been quietly expert.
menting for years
Kayton nodded again and called to
Manning to hand him the list that he
had been compiling. The chief glanced
over it.
! "How about Brockton?" he inquired
looking up at the government expert
Colt shook his head violently.
HE hasn't been out long enough
"Could old man Rich have done it,
"Oh. no! He's too feeble. 1t may
be newcomer. you know"
Kayton dropped the list on the desk.
"Well. I've got kind Of lead that it's
one Of the Frisco bunch that was
rounded up fifteen years ago." he de
clared.
what do you mean?" inquired Colt
with business like interest that he
usually concealed under his easy look
ing exterior. His exterior, by the way.
was one Of bis strongest assets. The
fat did not penetrate to his brain.
Joe, get me those Frisco wires"
He glanced over the bundle of tele-
grams and went on.
"There was q woman Indicated
Frisco woman-in the background Of
the Argyle murder case She was sup
posed to be dead. l wired for informa-
ton and found she'd been sent to pris-
on with gang Of counterfeiters. Here
It is:
Nellie Marsh sentenced to San
Quentin for three years about time Of
reported death And this one says:
N. NJ. left state expiration Of sen
tence. No further record here Now.
you know. Colt. the man that made
the plate for the Webster gang-his
name is Kreisler-dfd some pretty
crafty work, and be hasn't been heard
from since"
Colt drew a very audible breath. and
bis big eyes cleaned.
That's SOL" he declared. by CAD!
That bill hooked up with Argyle and
Argyle with the woman and the wom-
an with the Webster gang makes
noise like lockstep. don't it? / swear
you've certainly got the luckv'
II haven't got the woman or the.
man." returned Kayton grimly.
But you'd get EN-" yentured Colt,
"even If you didn't have the whole
United States secret service turned
loose to help you" And with hearty
handshake he left the room.
Business Of seeing the chief" he
vouchsafed as he passed out
Kayt0n picked up the receiver Of his
desk phone.
Get me Tolworthy & Mead" he
said into the monthpiece and then
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