The Cook County news-herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Cook County, Minn.) 1909-current, 1915-05-13

in feebly pathetic quest for advice.
Marsh was the first to respond.
''What can you do? What power
have you over the gold?'
"That's just it-what power have
1? None practically; the captain is
master, and his orders from the COM
pany take precedence of those Of any
one else."
Brill said nothing; he had no sug-
gestion to make. 1t seemed to him
that this man, nerveless as he was,
knew all there was to learn about the
various phases Of the situation. Why,
then, should he call upon either Marsh
or himself for help? Jennison's next
words were a partial explanation.
"You may think me fancifu], gentle
men," lie said, lowering his voice, "but
I have presentiment that if the gold
leaves this ship our syndicate will be
ruined.''
"Who owns the gold?" asked Brill.
els it still, the syndicate's or does it
belong to Russia?''
Until the bonds are transferred it
belongs to the syndicate" was the re-
ply.
''Then the order for reshipment must
have come from the syndicate in Amer
ica:'
The old man inclined his head.
''You are known to be on the Olym-
piad?" aueried Marsh. = z.a.s, L.. =
II think not tried to conceal that
I was going, thinking it would make
talk. Besides, didn't decide to come
till the day before the steamer sailed"
An idea so obvious that he was sur
prised he had not thought Of it at once
occurred to Brill.
"Why don't you communicate with
your friends by wireless?" he said,
! putting the thought into words.
"Thats what Benedict suggested"
Benedict again! The mere mention
of the mans name in this connection
! robbed this consultation of whatever
honor Brill had attached to it. Yet
the thing was natural enough, he re-
| fected. Why should not the Mexican
be consulted on a matter in which he
| was himself interested?
II was going to the telegraph Office"
said Mr.. Jennison, when I met you.
I thought it best to hand in my dis
patch personality"
'Have you cipher code with your
people in America, Mr.. Jennison ?"
asked Marsh.
Yes, my partner and I have a pri-
vate cipher. 1t would be best to use
it. wouldn't it?'
'Just as we'll anyway replied the
stout traveller dryly. with fifty mil
lion at stake it's not wise to let too
many sit in the game"
Lets see, what was the date"
mumbled Jennison half to himself
His brows knotted for a moment, then
he reached fora gold coin dangling at
his watch chain and looked at it with
dull scrutiny.
ooh, yes" he resumed. 1.-THE date I
went to the civil war! l got this coin
after was mustered out"
The three walked to the office Of the
wireless, and, finding no new bulletin,
Brill and Marsh left Mr.. Jcnnison there
laboriously writing out his message.
''That was clever idea about the
| CIPHER" observed Brill as they made
for the stateroom. ''There will be no
doubt about the reply if it is in CODE"
always use one with my house.
Jennison's is evidently the same kind
as mine-the recurring figure-based
upon date. you know"
sBrill didn't know, and Marsh began
an enthusiastic disquisition on the an
cient art of cryptograms, of which he
seemed to have made profound
study. At another time the younger
man would have been entertained, but
now his mind was unalterably fixed
upon something else.
I'm probably fool, Marsh,' he
said at length, "but the notion came
into my head while Mr.. Jennison was
talking that there is something mighty
queer about this scheme to transfer
the gold in midocean." .,:.-.
II agree with you, Overflow" was the
quick reply, "but the answer to the
cipher dispatch should settle the mat
ter--if one comes" -. 49,.
Brill turned sharply, recognizing a
new tone in the stout mans voice. p;
Don't you expect there'll be one?,,
! he asked. y 49,. ::
\ The other smiled with his old enig
tmatic stavity. Si$%%S',. e., .>-a.. .-.>s~
lS5tsNV 81, 50 there - one to, the effect
lst,at sthe transfer = Q. x. II will ease