The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-01-29


 aThe eabinet-it isn't guardedr'
 ssYes. it is.'' said. .sAt least ' thought of that!''
 And I told him of the precautions I had taken to keep 1t safe He heard me out with a sigh of relief.
 q think the cabinet is safe-for to- night And before another night. Les ter, we will have a look for ourselves" :"
 "A Ioolx?,
 "Yes: for the secret drawerr'
 seD'Aureile and vantfne found it, ' I muttered thickly.
 ssIt won't kill us We will go about it armored. Lester. That poisoned fang may strike. but I'll be ready. Lester There will be no danger. Come. man! Why, it's the chance of lifetime to match ourselves against the greatest criminal of modern times!'' His shrill laugh told how excited he was.
 And do you know what we shall find in that drawer, Lester? But nO-- it is only guess-the widest sort of a guess-but if it is right-if it is righti Anyway, you will help me, Lester? You will come? ?,
 There was wizardry 1n his man ner not to be resisted.
 sYes,'' answered, with quick in- jstaking of the breath; etI'n comey'
 '.1 knew you would! Tomorrow l night then I'll call for you here at I z o'clock. We will have dinner gether and then, hey for the great se- cretr'
 The door closed behind him, and his footsteps died away down the halh I looked at my wat tchit " 'as nearly 2 o'clock Dizzfly went to bed. But my sleep 1 was broken by fearful dream-a dream of serpent, with blazing eyes and dripping fangs, poised to strike My first thought when I awoke next morning was for Parks. It was with a lively sense of relief that I heard Parks voice answer my call on the | phone.
 .aThis is Mr. Lester,'. I said. .sIs ev-. l erything all right ?'
 sEverything serene. sir,,,' he answer ed. tsIt would take mighty smooth burglar to get in here now, sir.''
 How is that ?''sI asked. I Reporters are camped all around l the house, sir. They seem to think somebody else will be killed here to- day.
 ssI hope not,r said quickly. sAnd l don't let any of the reporters In nor | talk to them. Tell them they must go l to the police for their information. If I they get too annoying let me know, l and I'll have an officer sent around. Don't let anybody In the house-no | matter what he wants-unless MT. Grady or MT. Simmonds or MT. Gold berger accompanies him. Don't let | anybody in you don't know. If there is any trouble call me up. want you to be careful about this.''
 @sI understand, sir"
 'sHow is Rogers ?' asked.
 Much better, sir. He wanted to get up, but told him he might as well stay in bed, and I'd look after things. thought that was the best place for him, sir.''
 aTt is. agreed Keep him there as long as you can. I'll come in dur I ing the day, if possible. In any event, MT. Godfrey and will be there this evening. Call me at the office if you need me for anything
 .sVery good, sir,'' said Parks again, and hung up. Il I glanced through Godfrey's account of the affair while I ate my breakfast
 and noted with amusement the sly digs taken at Commissioner Grady. Under the photograph of the unknown
 woman was the legend: 4tMr. vantines Mysterious Caller. (Grady Please Notice.)'' And it was fntimated that when [ Grady wanted any real informal tion about an especially puzzIing case he
 had to go to the Record to get it. Il This, however, was merely by the 4 way, for the story of the double tra g. rl edy, fully illustrated, was flung across :. many columns and was plainly consid-
 cred the great news feature of the | day.
 Il I glanced at two or three other pa
 pers on my way downtown. All of them featured the tragedy with a riot
 of pictures But when it came to the 7 story of the tragedy itself their ac-
 counts were far less detailed and tntt- mate than that in the Record. I sus- , pected that it was the realization of the Records triumph which had caused the descent of the pha1anx of report ; CTS Spon the Vantine place.
 CTo be Continued.) a I ,1-.1 arrrs