The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1915-09-30
By ROY" L. me- CARDELL

| from the sky
ut has disappeared utterly Off the !.
EARTH" answers Arthur. "If It comes |
J to light 1t may not be mine to give"
And he leans over to clasp her I'm his |
arms. But, poutlnG like child de-
MED, Vivian holds him aloof. "You do |
not care for me-" she says with af.
| fected plaintiveness, "or you would |
promise" And Arthur, such Is the
witchery of this fair woman, such Is
the magic of the moonlight. promises
her.
The magic of the moon casts no spell
over Frank Durand. In PARKWAY New
York Durand has no dreams or illu-
sions. He is a practical person, known
IN the sphere that he adorns as the
king of Diamonds" for he Is the
moving spirit of band of information
al jewel thieves and swindlers. Mr.
Abe Bloom, prosperous gambling house
keeper In Richmond. is almost in de-
SPAR about the great diamond that
slipped through his fingers once. In
this half despair and desperation Mr..
Bloom has written to Mr.. Durand. his
New York acquaintance of the upper
underworld. Mr.. Blooms letter to the
willy Durand is brief and blunt:
My Dear Durand-The last heard of the
diamond from the sky was train robbers
stole 1t in California. II you and your
bunch OF crooks can get It I have syn
dictate to pay you your own price. Fur
Their details later Our mutual friend WV
ian Is after Il. Am afraid she will double
cross US. This diamond is worth $4,000.
! Yours, ABE BLOOM.
In his luxurious bachelor apartments
the "King OF Diamonds" receives his
dapper and alert lieutenant. Felix de
vaux. alias Count de vaux. and shows
him the letter from the sententious Mr..
Bloom.
80 our old friend Vivian is after
the diamond?" says the dapper little
count as he turns and faces the framed
photograph of Vivian Marston that &C.
cuples n place Of honor in Durand's
handsomely furnished apartments.
"Vi was always clever. Remember she
wrote about this stoneT'
The handsome Durand strokes his
close cropped vandyke beard ana
muses.. II always thought that dia-
mond was a myth" he says finally.
$50 many of these old and supposedly
priceless heirlooms turn out to be junk
when an expert gets his hands on
them" and Frank Durand placed n
: peculiar emphasis on the word lex
pert"
I'VE have records of this so called
, diamond from the sky" continued the
arch crook, but nothing much was
known of 1t except 1t was supposed to
he in the possession Of an old Virginia
family. But no one knows much of It.,
only there was an old family tradi-
ton clarifying some gimcrack that per-
haps would prove worthless even If II
really existed"
"Well," interjected the dapper little
count. ''if Abe Bloom says there Is
such stone and that 1t is worth half
a million you can be sure 1t is real
diamond and worth much more. Abe
Bloom and his little brother. Ike. the
Richmond pawnbroker. are two of the
best judges of diamonds in the coun-
try"
1--WE should know that" assents Du-
rand. 1--WE have paid them well more
than once to come on to New York and
: appraise stones for us when even we
were in doubt AaG now good night.
We start west tomorrow. Pleasant
dreams about the diamond from the
sky to you, Felix"
Pleasant dreams about the diamond
from the sky!
Vivian Marston, 5000 miles away,
dreams OF the diamond.
Quabba. humble hunchback organ
grinder, sleeping by fire in mine
shed, dreams, too, of the diamond.
No selfish dream is Quabba's. There is
one person on all the earth he loves
above all others, and that one is his
young fair mistress. Esther. Quabba
longs and dreams of the diamond that
he has so strangely found and lost
twice in his lowly life. He longs for
the diamond that he may give 1t to his
fair young mistress as q tribute from
her devoted servitor. In his dreams
Quabba beholds Clarence, the monkey.
his next beloved and from whom he
long has been parted. And In his black
and hairy paws Clarence, the monkey,
extends TO his master'the diamond from
II | 'hN shS' SuubDu WuhtS anu
sleeps again. perchance again to dream
Since the wreck of the coach down
the hillside Marmaduke Smythe. the
English lawyer cursing a fate that led
him 10 lose himself In the wilderness
while seeking the heir of Stanley for
the Warwickshlre earldom. dreams. too
by n dying fire. But his dreams are
not OF diamonds. He dreams a horrld
savage leers at him through mon
ocle-a savage who Is a stickler for
the niceties. For even In his dreams
the timid London lawyer knows that
1t is night, and he is impressed by the
fact that the savage about to SCALP
| him is attired in dress coat. The
lawyer wakes with a shrek of fear
and on his ears fall the harsh croal,.
| ings of the unseen enemies who con-
| stantly alarm him. Not redskins, rs
| | ha thinks lut DpaaugIyinS \nr say.