Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1915-04-03

kind Of fence and he at once decided to
investigate.
On second thought the maid concluded not
to fly at present, but to announce the robbery
the moment the Copelands returned. For a
while at least they would not suspect her of
completely, Nor did they. The maid wept.
The butler was evidently guilty. And she
had trusted him! She had even promised to
marry him. He was thief 1t was all so
very well done that the Copelands believed
her implicitly.
Meantime Bruce wended his way quickly
to house he knew of. 1t was d rendezvous
of his own, not known by his confederates.
In the library over the mante hung fine
pair Of antlers, These covered hole in the
brick chimney and into this hole Bruce de-
posted the ruby coronet. He could walt now
until the whole affair had blown over. On
one Of his European trips he could dispose of
1t for far more than he could safely get in
America. He was well satisfied with him.
self
The next day Detective Hunt learned oe
the robbery, but as he had not yet been ap-
preached in regard to it merely made note Of
the salient features Of the case He busted
himself with several photographs and selected
one of them. Later he would use this like
ness as disguise.
Baird came in breezily.
Thoviyn Al
berry" he announced. "What do you think
about it?"
guess the butler is the boy"
II can land scoop on this story my
little old pay envelope will get boost
You're a queer card, Baird. You've got
the stuff in you. You once lived like prince,
and yet you're willing to work hard for nm
honest living, Well if the Copeands come
to ne III take you in on it."
Any news on the other busness?"
Nothing you can put your hand on.
have lot Of suspicious, but I'm not going to
tell you what they are. wish I'd been at
the Copelands the other night, There might
have been face there could have placed"
The clerk came in. Lady and gentleman
to see you, SIR
"Namep
Copeland"
Send them in," said Hunt, smiling. "rve
an idea our friend Storm sent them here.
Don't do amy talking
"All right" laughed Baird.
The upshot Of the visit resulted In Hunt
accepting the case He went up to the house
Mt once and went over the ground thoroughly
He Quzzed the maid narrowly, but she was
letter perfect in her part. She fooled and
disarmed him apparently; but he took careful
notice Of her features and her height and
color There were tracks all over the lawn,
so many, in fact, that he could learn nothing
In this direction
That afternoon Mr. Hook entered the grog-
shop of Mr. Riodon, greeted the borkeeper
cordially and proceeded upstairs to room
he had previously engaged. There he met the
maid Marie AMI they laughed over the sue.
cesstul manner In which the detective had
'V'h lWOieN
Downstairs Capt. Radcliffe entered the bar
SIT down by window, aud ordered drink
pretending to he interested in that mornings
paper Sooner or later ho expected 20 en-.
counter Mr. Hook. The captain had a good
deal Of patience when necessity required IT.
Now, one thing Detective Hunt did find
and that was Hooks own memorandum book
In that book he learned that the buffers
hangout" was Rodon's saloon in Ramona
avenue' Bronx. So at the same time that
Radcliffe read his stale newspaper Hook
urted with the maid upstairs, Hunt and
Baird stopped on the opposite side Of the
street and eyed the name on the saloon win
dows
This Is the shop, sure enough" declared