The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1914-01-25

birdf' queried Poe, looking up sharp.
~ at Farley, whose gaze was fixed
thoughtfully on the parrot
don I Just get the Connection
be said slowly
You will in minute" F." Poe turned
abruptly 10 the performer, who had
eTatuly returned the bird to his pock-
ct. and was lingering something in his
belt as he clung TO his little box of
birds and fortune.telling cards. He
edged toward the door, and Poe asked:
Senior, what do you feed your
birdsi'
Seeds, was the sullen rerIv. as
the little fellow tried to open the door,
which Poe had thoughtfully locked be,
hind him.
"'What kind!'
''Why yon ask7" cried the spaniard.
facing about with a snarl
oh, IN interested in the seed
business today. Are they funny little
white seeds9n
''No. black
Like these9'' asked Poe idly, ex-
hIbiting pinch OF the sample he had
taken from the big bag in the maca-
roni box pantry in the old fellows
room.
President Farley stepped back dis
ccreetly as the little Spaniard dropped
his bird box, thrust his face toward
Poe s, and, wicked little eyes snap
ping, demanded:
where you get thosel'
"Oh, L Just brought them along in
case the General became hungry
said Poe languidly, dropping into his
usual tone of speech 10 the great sur
price OF the Spaniard, and to the re-
lief Of anxious, uncomprehending Mr..
Farley. "Those are poppy seeds, the
blue nav variety, very fine seed for
OF n &c !, I'll eli
town will tell you. If man had
thousand-dollar bill, or twenty of them.
he couldn t buy better food for para.
keets than this.
President Farley started at mention
OF blue nav poppy seeds. The little
Spaniard, cords standing out in his neck
as he strained up toward Poe, hissed
through clenched teeth:
What you mean, you devil7'
Nothing. Only When General Phil.
lips hurried to obey your order of Fire,
General' at the bank this noon, BY
pulling the trigger of the real revolver
you we got in your left hand now, and
then popping out his head amid the
resulting confusion and grabbing the
bunch Of bills through the grating as
he had been trained 30 do, he acci.
dentally spilled two blue nav poppy
seeds out of the little feed box you
rugged up in that handy pocket Of
yours. -
There was flash of fire, loud re-
port, President Farley reeled back
against the wall an Christopher Poe
threw the little Spaniard suddenly down
on his back, crying:
''No harm done, Farley, you weren nt
shot; he fred the gun from his pocket,
as I expected; the bullet only took a
chip out Of that chair. Cut that tele-
T..
so he can't kick while / pull off his
boots. -
Farley helped as best he could, and
inside of two minutes they had the old
faker tied up and his foreign boots
removed
Poe picked up the penknife with
which Farley had cut the telephone
wire, and handed it back TO its owner.
indicating the thick sole of the Span
lard s left boot
Suppose YOU rip open those hastily
made stitches in the red Morocco cuff
about the top of that shoe and see what
you find.
With trembling hands Farley did as
directed. Poe placing n short-leGged
couch over the struggling straining form
of the Spaniard, effectively holding him
down.
A cry escaped Farley, He held up
neat packet of thousand dollar bills.
Poe reached over and took the bills
from the bank president S fingers.
You found them neatly folded MP
and sewed in between the two thick
layers of lesther'''
eyes.
"Look," Poe pointed a sharp dent
which carried through the thin package
of bills and showed in n bump and
4
"What 10 you gather from that! ~
asked Farley with a puzzled look.
General Phillips : sharp besk left
those marks when he cutched the bills
firmly and dragged them through the
rods as Jackson jumped back, startled
by the revolver report. Do YOU under
stand it all now?
"'Ee-es.' answered Farley slowly; 81
guess so. This Spaniard is probably
rcpular depositor at our bank, as we
have big Spanish trade through Mr.
Gonzales. Doubtless he has seen bills
wing on the paying teller's desk when
he came To the bank; so he schemed,
trained his bird to shoot the real gun as
well as the toy pistol. and then pop ms
head out, and pick up a package oil
"a pers from between two bars; then he
lust waited for sD opportune moment,
gave the order, Fire. General! and the
bird. lctter-perfcct in its performance,
lid The rest That explains everything.
But how i'm the world did you get the
nan from so slight a cue as two poppy
seeds, which you led me TO believe
pointed toward some cocaine crimi-
lal9'
alt was mostly luck. answered Poe
lightly. ''When | found these seeds |
that they fed that kind to
mall parrots That led me 10 think
If Spanish fortune telling birds and
# the tricks they perform, and sud-
ieuly realized il would be a good idea
o follow up the trail. | did, found the
,nly trained birds in New Orleans, OBJ
erved in their owners room that he
.ept supply Of birdseed identical with
hat found beneath Jackson e window,
nd saw that he had been experiment
NO with the red cuff of an old boot,
emoving stitches to make pocket In
which to hide something.
81 guessed at the fact that nc might
all his trick bird by the name of Gen
raj and hazarded question to the
ceper Of the place where the takcr
odaod, which proved to me that | was
orrect. Then all there was to 40 was
: f.,J 4ho man for I know III he WAS