Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1914-08-01

II. There's only one dope fend in the
Hundred, and he's one Of the best decoys we
have; so we let him have his coke whenever
he really needs 1t. But this man FELTON, has
seen my face Some day he'll see 1t again,
ask questions and then :"
Then what?"
"A burial at sea-" he laughed. The laugh
ter died swiftly as 1t came. Threw 1t into
eight hundred feet Of water, on bar where
the sands are always shifting. He'll never find
1t, even II he took the range He could not
have got a decent ono. The sun was drop
ping and the shadows were long. He threw
the chest into the water and then began peg
ging away at US, cool as you please, and fred
our tank"
1t looks to me as II he had wasted his
time"
That depends. Between you and me and
the gute post. I've sneaking idea that this
man Jones' whom. nobody has given any par
ticular attention, is deep, clever man. He
may have been honestly attempting to find
a new hiding place; the advertisement In the
newspaper may have drawn him. He may
have thrown the box over in pure rage at see
ing himself checkmated. Again, the whole
thing may have been worked up for our bene-
ht blind. But If that's the case, Jones
has us on the hip, for we can't tell. But we
can do what in all probabilities he expects
we'll cease to do-watch him just as shrewdly
as before"
Olga caught his hand and drew him down
beside her. l wasn't going to bother you
tonight, but it may mean something vital"
What?" alertly.
For reply she rose and walked over to the
light button. She pressed 1t and the apart
ment became dark.
Come over to the window, quick !" She
dragged him across the room. over the way,
the house with the marble frontage"
man emerged, lit a cigaret, and walked
leisurely down the street.
mol" she cried, as Blaine turned to make
for the door, doubtless with the intention Of
finding out who this man was, Every night
after you leave he appears"
Does he follow mel"
No. And that's what bothered me at first.
l believed he was watching some apartment
above. But regularly when turn out the
lights he comes forth. So there's no doubt
that he watches you enter and takes note Of
your departure"
But doesn't follow me- That's odd. What
the devil Is his idea9"
I'd give good deal to learn"
The shadow and the glowing cigaret disap-
peared around the corner, and the lights In
the apartment were turned on again.
Hes gone. You really think he's watch
ing me1"
that much"
And even at that moment the watcher was
watching from his vantage behind the cor
ner.
Suspicious be murmured, tossing the
cigarst into the gutter. =" They're watching
mo for change. III irep out know what
! know. Its a great world. It's fine to be
alive and kicking on top Of IT." He went on
without haste and took the subway traIa for
downtown.
IL there any way could get near himIc
asked Braine.
Tomorrow night you might leave By the
janitor's entrance. I'll keep the lights on till
you're outside. Then I'll turn them of and
you can follow and learn who be is."
It's mighty important"
Don't scowl At your age a wrinkle is
apt to remain IL you once get 1t started"
He laughed. "Wrinklesl' She could talk
Of wrinkles
They are more important than you think.
Every morning I rub out the wrinkle / 70
T. bed with"
wish you could rub out the general
stupidity which is wrinklng my brain I've
made three moves and failed in each. What's
come over me?"
Perhaps you've had 30 many successes.
The wheel Of chance is always turning
arounir
May sinokel"
Thanks. Al least II proves you still have