The interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1912-1984, 1916-05-05
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1--WE left good many things to you,
Davy; but 1 don't encourage men to
! plan their own funerals"
"Yet I've thought this out, sir, and
l maintain that it's worth a try. You
know as well as l do that these men
who work with Legar are an ignorant
and illiterate. lot. They're not afraid
of force. But when you confront them
with the supernatural, you get them
face to face with something they can't
understand And what they can't I'M
derstand they are going to be afraid
of"
"And you think you're going to
brighten 'em away with casket!"
I'm going to make them believe that
David Manley, having departed this
life because of an attack on his per-
son by one Mauki, with poisoned ar
rows, is about to be duly inferred in
the Golden mausoleum, and"
But you couldn't even get wax
figure that would fool a five-year-old
child! You couldn't"
I've already got the figure, inter-
rupted Manley. "And it strikes me as
being an exceptionally perfect one"
But what's all this funeral business
to lead to-" demanded the old finar-
cier.
1T leads to the fact that Legar and
his men will be duly informed of my
death, for | want all the servants in
this house to pass before the casket
and see me in it. And Legar's spy
will be one of them. So Legar, you
may be sure, will get the facts as soon
as they are known. He will be tipped
off as to the day and hour of the
funeral He will also be told that the
cortege, say of three carriages, is to
proceed to the Golden mausoleum, and
that Margery Golden is to go in one
of the carriages. And that lonely spot
will strike him as precisely the right
spot for making COUP"
And what do we gain by that?'
We'll fill our big thirty-thousand
dollar mausoleum with thirty big police
men, and round up the gang before
Legar can even smell a rat"
But Enoch Golden remained uncon-
WINGED.
"Well, it may be a brilliant plan,
but you can please leave me out of it, y
he finally announced.
That's Just what I've been asking
for" explained Manley. "All want is
to be allowed to conduct it in my own
way"
David Manley, however, did not con-
duct that strange funeral altogether
in his own way. Carefully as every
detail had been planned, there were
| one or two minor features which at
the time escaped his attention.
| The most inconspicuous and yet the
most vital of these was, perhaps, the
| personality of the driver of the third
carriage in that small cortege which
wendell its way so decorously from the
Golden home. For under the funereal
outfit of this placid-eyed driver re-
posed the stalwart body of a certain
One-Lamp Louie, long known among
his associates as an habitue OF the
Owls Nest and an underground agent
for Jules Legar himself.
Now One-Lamp Louis gave no prom
Use of either active or passive inter-
ference with these duly appointed NOR
i tuary exercises until the city itself
had been left we'll behind. Then,
awakening to the fact that they were
traversing a desirably sequestered
stretch of road, he watched intently
for certain prearranged signals from
his one-armed accomplice. Immediate
ly after the discovery of those looked
for signs the spirited team driven by
One-Lamp Louie showed unexpected
yet unmistakable evidences of FESTIVE
ness.
But there was q limit to what that
team of spirited blacks would endure.
And they suddenly, to all intents and
purposes, determined to follow their
own line of travel at their own rate
of speed, for, as the driver sat on the
box apparently saving on the reins,
that exasperated team plunged sud-
denly forward, swerved across the
road, and went galloping down tree
screened bypath which was little more
than cart trail winding in and out
through slopes of greensward and
shrubbery.
Half mile deeper in that shrub
berry this runaway team would surely
have reached the spot where a black
limousine stood hidden away in the
shadow of laurel-copse, had not still
another and an equally unheralded fac
tor entered into the situation. This
factor took the form of high-power
roadster in which was seated man
wearing a yellow mask. His irrup-
ton into that orderly little procession.
indeed, proved as abrupt as One-Lamp
Louie's eruption from it. And he
seemed plainly suspicious of both
Louie's motives and movements, for
he lost no time in swinging from the
highway and plunging recklessly after
the runaway carriage.
As his car approached the runaway