The Rathdrum tribune. (Rathdrum, Idaho) 1903-1963, 1913-05-30

her own room. She was much upset
by the robbery as well as by the police
command that no one leave the house."
THAT Is a detective in the lower
hall?"
Eyes. He came a half hour ago. I
have felt easier since he has been on
duty"
Mrs. Goesby showed us the dressing
table wherein she had laid the rope OF
diamonds which had so mysteriously
disappeared during the few minutes
she was absent from the room.
We looked the room over carefully
without result. There was no chimney.
rat hole or mode Of escape for man or
beast Of any shape or size. It was a
charming room. this dressing room of
fashionable beauty-the walls paper.
ed with trellised roses that rambled
over the ceiling and almost appeared
to hang in clusters over our heads.
The ceiling attracted me strangely.
When l stood on chair and poked
my cane at spot over the dressing
table look OF intelligence came into
Rogers expressionless face.
what are you doing?" half laughed
Mrs. Goesby. Then she added. How
very odd!'
1t was curious. odd. absurd. any
thing you care to call it. for my cane
had poked right through one Of those
lovely pink roses on the ceiling. and
there Topped down to the carpet the
cut out rose itself and left MP there an
ugly little hole through ceiling. plaster
and latb.
Il guess We'll find a loose board mp
there in the room Of your maid." sug-
gested Rogers.
AS well as a long. slender stick
with a hook on one end" I added
briskly. for could see that 5000 re-
ward in the distance, and 1t looked
good to me.
"Oh. do you believe that that is the
way 1t happened? p cried Ms. Goesby,
quite unnerved by the discovery we
had made. Il cannot believe that Fee
lice would do anything Of that sort"
III you will accompany me up
stairs" l suggested. leaving my part
ner In the dressing room on guard.
We found the door OF the maids
room wide open and the bird flown,
by what underground route we never
found out.
I pulled up the rugs from the floor
and searched until founl the loose
board in her closet. When, pried II
up ! could look right down on to the
dressing table. from which the diar
mond necklace had disappeared.
How is this for fishing pole:" J
asked after a search of the room. and
brought forth two strips Of bamboo.
perhaps six feet each in length Once
they had formed part OF bamboo
porch screen. On the end Of one strip
there was fastened a piece OF wire
firmly twisted into strong hook.
When one pole was fitted into the 9TH
er and thrust down the hole we were
enabled to fish up alnAeet anything
from the dressing table w.
Now that the method u robbery had
been solved. it remained to catch die
clever maid. who had disappeared
with the diamonds. A search of the.
house resulted in Iothing. No one,
had seen her since the belated break
fast hour. We obtained her descrip-
ton from Mrs. Goesby. and. having
that lady's assurance that our discov-
cries should remain a secret for the
time being. we went on our way re-
1oicinG. large visions Of the 5000 re-
ward dazzling our eyes.
N1f vO,, xr,n.o m ES.,~a h \
attached yourself to fortune in dla-
monds what would you dor asked
Rogers the next morning.
I'D make II acks for the French
line pier" he exclaimed. and l was
with him insts ntly. So we were soon
whirling dows, Houston street to the
French line pi er.
Passengers were struggling aboard.
and for selr eral hours we watched
there. finding no one who came within
mile of ths description Mrs. Goesby
had given us of her maid Nehce.
Two BACK CARRIED nuns FASTENED
past US. andl Rogers grip on my arm
brought me to instant attention.
One 'of the nuns fitted the descrip-
NOA - ellCc. we COuIu HUI see UeC
hair because Of the stifiy :starched
linen
Tb e other woman was sto ut and
con ,monplace looking. but somehow
the did not have the serene express
sh m Of the sweet sisters of the church.
The small. dark one, like her COM
p inion. wore heavy rosary OF large.
b lack. irregular beads. It swung from
her waist and swung in and out cd the
thick folds of her skirts. l caught all
this at glance as they passed. and we
followed them aboard.
l was almost ashamed of my su spi-
tions. but Rogers was whispering In
my ear.
THE sh ort one-notce her rosary?
Looks like black wooden beads or Jet
Ell! eau; yht glimpse of a sparkle
that woul ! dazzle your eyes"
What It, Jack?" breathed.
The almond rope painted black.
what do you think Of that? Just step
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