White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1914-11-15

the loot, anu was gone pcAoIc oHr
could recover from her astonish-
ment.
The affair went smoothly. without
a hitch. Norton and his men gained
the house through the tunnel with
out attracting the least attention.
The Black Hundred, watching the
front and rear OF the house.
dreamed that their existed q secret
cabinet room.
Half an hour later the head of
the secret service, accompanied by
his men, together with Spider"
Beggs. who was in high fethers over
his success. arrived. demanded adj
mittance. and went at the fount of
the business at once.
your name is JONES' began the
chief.
The butler nodded, though his face
evinced no little bewilderment at
the appearance of these
VIVA is 1t you wish, sir"
ALL iiOu Tic sctlGl otlfleS
and have it from a pretty good
source that there is counterfeit
money hidden in this house. More
than that. | can put my hand on the
very place It Is hidden"
THAT is impossible, sir" declar-
ed Jones Indignantly.
I'm an old hand. Mr.. Jones. 1t
will not do you a bit of good to put
on hat bold front"
Beggs smiled. How was he to
know that this vas a comedy set es-
pecially for his benefit.
Il should like to see that money"
said Jones. not quite so bravely.
Come with me-" said the secret
service man. Where's the library"
Beyond that door, sir"
The chief, reckoning to his men,
entered the library. went directly to
a certain shelf. extracted three vo1u-
mes. and there lay the money in
three neat packages.
Good heavens gasped Jones.
81 shall have to request you and
the family to accompany me to the
station"
but it is all utterly impossible.
sir! I know nothing of that money,
nor how it got there. It's a plot. !
declare on my oath. sir, that I am
innocent. that Miss Florence and her
companion know nothing about it,"
"You will have to tell all that to
the federal Judge. sir. My duty is
to take you all to the station. II
would be just as well not to say any
thing more. sir"
Very we'll; but some one shall
smart for this outrage"
THAT remains to be SEEM was
the terse comment of the secret ser
vice man.
He lead his prisoners away direct
ly.
Norton and his men had to wait
far into the night. The Black Hun
bred did not intend to make
InlotdhC lnio llhit w a hH0t1 A1OYGs
Braine was not with them. This was
due to the urgent request of Olga,
who still had her doubts. The men
rioted about the house, searching
hooks and corners examining floors
and walls. opening books, pulling
out drawers, but they found nothing.
They talked freely. however. and the
~dictagraph registered every word.
The printing plant, which had SO
long defied discovery, was in the
cellar of the house occupied by the
Black Hundred. Norton and his men
determined to follow and raid the
building. And the reporter promis-
ed himself a good front page story
without in any way conflicting with
his promises to Jones.
Events came to pass as they ex-
pected. The trailing was not the
easiest thing. Norton knew about
where the building was. but he could
not go to it directly. He was quite
confident that its entrance was
identical with hat which had the
trap door through which he had been
flung that memorable day when he
had been shanghied.
When they reached the building
he warned the men to hug the wall
to the stairs. The trap yawned, but
no one was hurt. They scampered
up the stairs like a lot of eager boys
executive chamber dark and empty
and an acid smoke in their nostrils.
This later grew sitting as they
Numbered about in the dark. BY
luck Norton found the exit and call
ed to the men to follow. They saw