Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1915-09-24

"Oh, | knew you recognized s
said Poe. Some Of my baggasa
marked with G. p, and knew ~
wouldn't escape your sharn o~a as
You've called me Hardy with rst s'a
elaborate exactness. thinking Won h.s
a joke on me. didn't miss if. no, ss
I miss noticing your eagerness tn bs~a
the Van Wendts join that wild nsr.s .'
/ saw you were quick-handed y!
when you spilled the sparks over Mi'a
Van Wendt, and nipped of the nla.'
mum wire with your little naiIclnnass
on which found the nick mado -
cutting the chain. The hand is ouios
er than the eye, but not quicker tb.s
the imagination
What the devil do you mean?" cri..
Bowen, putting down his glass ana
turning with his back to the rail On
you accuse me of stealing the Ducba,.
Diamond"
yes, and with attempting to smu,
gle it into New York"
Where have l got it concaaloa
them" cried Bowen, his hand sneaE
ing toward his hip-pocket.
"Oh, don't trouble to find that littlo
pearl-handled gun. I've seen it buIu
| ing out beneath your coat before, Toos
| over there. Do you see that officer in
white and those three in blue?" poa
pointed to crowd of customs officers
who had just climbed up to the shin.
deck from the doctors boat, and wera
already coming toward them.
Bowen's expression changed to ous
| of terror.
81 cabled a friend of mine in New
York to send customs-house officers On
board at quarantine, and take you he.
fore you succeeded in smuggling in the
Duchess Diamond"
"But haven't got it; I never did
have it. You can't prove thing
cried Bowen excitedly, leaning threat
eningly toward Poe.
Poe turned, and signaled to the Gus.
toms-house men, who hurried up. He
replied evenly to Bowen:
"Of course you haven't it now; but
suspected your interest in those
| thick-necked wine-bottles. | noticed
the corks were unusually large, and
experimental with one in my room.
One of those corks would nicely con.
ceal big stone like the Duchess"
"But / have thrown all the corks
away" cried Bowen desperately, as
the customs-house officers quietly sur.
rounded him.
Eyes, you just threw the one con.
tanning the stone into the water, and
your fishermen accomplices have
picked it up by now and are making
for shore this minute. Look" He
put his hand on Bowen's shoulder, and
pointed toward the fishermen's boat
making for shore. At that moment a
trim gray launch flying the police flag
leaped out from behind the stern Of
the great ocean liner, and in minutes
time overhauled the big dory with the
two dazed pseudo fishermen.
Bowen trembled as he saw the police
board the boat and search his accom-
plices. He saw them remove, after a
struggle, small object from the coat
pocket of the larger fisherman. Then
Bowen turned to his captors, and, bis
arms slack and limp, his lips quivering
said, you've got me-" His shifting
eyes sought Poe's. "But how the devil
did you know | planned to throw the
cork overheard right here at quaran.
tine?" z
THAT was easy" smiled the banker
as the officials in white slipped hand
cuffs over Bowen's wrists. "After |
surprised you sending long code mes
sages / questioned you about the boat
and found that you knew we slowed
down at quarantine. / felt that was
the most logical place for you to throw
over the little cork. Your fishermen
could row close while the doctor was
being picked up, and if you threw the
cork carefully it might land right in
the boat, or at least near enough so
it would float until they could pick 1t
up, unseen because the crowd would be
watching the officials boarding on the
other side. That is all. / just took
chance, same as you did when you
pulled off that carefully planned little
party of yours on the Grand canal"
On landing at the dock in New
York, Christopher Poe looked for MS
| friend Burns, anxious to clasp hls
hand after the lengthy parting, and
thank him for his assistance in cap
turing Bowen.
Finding no trace of Burns, Poe went
to telephone booth on the dock
board, and called his friends Office
Hello, that you, Poe?" came q
CHEEKY voice from the other end. !.
"Yes," exclaimed Poe. Il missed
you at the dock. Couldn't you MAKE
it,"
mo. Mitchell called me away just
half an hour before you were due
Everything all right?"
Eyes, fine. They got him at quarsI,
tine all right, thanks to your long-0iS
lance work"