American Falls press. [volume] (American Falls, Idaho) 1907-1937, 1914-12-31

1--WE read the story in the newspa-
per-" said the elder woman. her own
eyes filling with ears. 1.-THE poor
child. To have all her castles-in-air
tumble down like this. But what au-
tbority have you to engage mel" SEN
sibly.
Jones produced a document, duly
signed by Hargreave. and witnessed
and sealed by a notary. in which 1t
was set forth that Henry Jones, but
Ter and valet to Stanley Hargreave,
had full powers of attorney in the
event of his Hargreave's) disappear
ance; in the event of his death. till
Florence became of legal age.
Said Jones as he put the document
back in his pocket: What is your
manner"
Susan Wane."
do you love this child?"
with all my heart, the poor un-
happy babe!"
Thank you"
Inside the home he conducted them
through the various rooms, at the
same time telling them what had Ia
ken place during the preceding night.
"They have not found his body?"
asked Florence. my poor, poor faith
err"
mo"
Then he may be alive"
please God that he may" said tn
butler, with genuine piety, for he had
loved the man who had gone forth in
10 the night so bravely and so strange
ly. This is your room. Your father
spent many happy hours mere prepar-
ing It for you"
Tears came into the girls eyes
again, and discreetly Jones left the
i've alone.
What shall ! do. Susan? Whatever
shall ] do?"
Is brave as you always are. !
will never leave you till you find your
father"
Florence kissed her f~ervently.
VIVA is your opinion OF the butler?"
II think we may both trust him alb.
solutely."
Then Florence began exploring the
house. Susan followed her closely.
Florence peered behind the mirrors,
the pictures, in the drawers OF the
desk. In the bookcases.
What are you hunting for, chiId?'
"A photograph OF father" But she
found one More. there were no pho
tographs of my kind 10 be found In
Stanley llargreave's home.
When Norton awoke, he naturally
went to the door for the morning pa.
pers which were always placed in a
neat pile before the sill. lie yawned,
gathered up the bundle. was about to
climb back into bed. when a head.
line caught his duh eyes. Twenty-one
minutes later. to be precise, he ran
up the steps of the %llargreave homo
and rang the bell. lie was admitted
by the taciturn Jones. to whom the
reporter had never paid any particu.
lar attention. Somehow Jones always
managed to stand in shadows.
i can add nothing to what has al,
ready appeared in the newspapers"
replied Jones. MS Norton opened his
batteries of inquiries.
Mr.. Jones, | have known your mas.
ter several years. as you will recollect.
Ihere never was a woman In this
house, not even among the servants.
There are two I'm the other room.
Who are they? And what are they
doing here?"
Jones shook his head.
We'll. | can ~asily find out"
Jones barred his path, and for the
first time Norton gazed into the eyes
OF the man servant. They were az
hard as gun metal.
MY dear Mr.. Jones. you ought to
know that sooner or later we report.
ers find out what we seek"
Jones appeared to reflect. MIR. Nor
ton. o claim to be IA friend OF Mr..
~Hargreave?"
Il do not claim. | am. More than
that | do not believe he is dead. He
was deep. He had some relentless en-.
emies-I don't know where from or