Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1916-12-30
THE CODE LETTER
An Adventure Of
Grant, Police Reporter
By Robert Welles Richie
Story by RcdH
Story by Rcdfield Insalls

ourselves" And to this the CHEZ Of do.
tectives perforce agreed
At o'clock next morning Grant and
Cadogan, hidden in q doorway on Madi.
son Avenue. watched first a strfking-lools.
ing young woman with a small hand bag
then Baron Won Lchtfeld. enter an apart.
mont house across the way. They were
hardly out Of sight whom the watchers
were after them.
you stay down in the street ana tell
the cops to keep out Of the way" wills
pered Grant, his wiry, athletic frame
tinsling In anticipation of the coming fun.
And lend me gun" With an automatic
pistol In his hip pocket he started silently
up the stairs, pausing to call down guard
eddy: "Itn be the empty apartment. II
you don't hear from me in fifteen minutes!
come after me-"
Grant located the empty apartment
without trouble, and soon discovered that
there was something going on inside. Aft
or little accommodating he climbed out
on ledge outside the building. edged his
way to the next window, and suddenly
crashed into the empty apartment, sash
and all. shouting: Throw UP your
hands,"
BY the light Of shaded electric torch
he saw tho Baron and the striking looking
girl-Mamie the Rose-start erect from
an open trunk over which they had been
bled pile of jewels. chains, watches, silver
and other loot in the trunk; then. as he
shifted his position to keep the Baron COW
cred, chair. swung in Mar1ie's capable
hands, crashed down on his arm and the
automatic went flying.
For the next few minutes everything
was jumble-a frantic tMggng at a jam
med door. a race upstairs to the roof aft
err swift but furious fight with the
Baron. and ACKNOWLEDGMENT. The two
crooks had crossed to the next roof by
means of a board and had pulled the
board after them! Already the Baron had
dropped to the fre-escape and the girl
was preparing to follow him. They would
get away!
Grant stared in dismay at the yawning
chasm at his feet It was seven or eight
stories down. and at least twenty feet
across. Twenty feet is not so much on a
Lowell and with a sandpit to land IN, but
with death beneath you But the reporter
took a running start and jumped
He landed In q heap on the other roof.
and lay there for moment half stunned
from the shock. But after a moment he
scrambled to his feet and looked around,
dazed. He could have sworn he heard
Mamie scream a. he leaped, but she was
nowhere In sight.
Grant ran to the edge Of the roof and
looked down, and there was the Baron
already we'll on his way down the fire.
escape. But there was also q scanolding
with a swinging platform where some
painters had been at work. BY the light
from the street lamps and the moon the
reporter made out . trailing rope below
that promised . chance to head OF the
Baron. Without hesitation he let himself
over the edge and started sliding down
tho rope.
Hey. you hell-cat. stop IT," yelled
Cadogan's voice suddenly from the roof
<r~vv rhl oh h. koH tsS1t frrrn Nd nvSA
Grant looked up-and blanchsd. For Ma
mie tho Rose was hacking furiously At the
rope which supported him-alresdy II was
giving! Csdogan's pistol rang out. but the
girl made \ final slash with the knife she
held and the rope parted with crack.
Grant had had just time to realise his
danger and to plan way to meet It. At
the instant that the rope gave he twisted
II around his arm and hung on for dear
life bracing himsslf against the shook
that was coming.
His body hit the lowest point Of the arc
made by tho other rope of the platform,
and his arms were nearly wrenched from
his shoulders. But he managed to hang
on somehow, and even to estimate about
the point where his pendulum-like swing
would take him. 1t was right to the hrs-
| escape platform whore the Baron was.
A moment later Grant finished his giant
| swing and let go-to drop almost on top
Of the petrihed Baron. wao was too
startled to put UP much of a fight. And
when the two policemen arrived with q
crowd of excited tenants he went quite
meekly to his fate.
but. Grant" puzzled Mansneld. the
city editor. "how did you dope out this
message. Meet me o'clock at ia Madi
son Avenue can't see It !"
1.-THE words In the message rhyme with
| the numerals," explained Grant serenely.
Flirting 10 thirteen. the thirteenth letter
| Of the alphabet. which IL m: alive II fivA
or .: hive the same. e. and plenty twsn-
| ty, which Ia I. Don't you know the old
nursery-rhyma. One, two. buckle my
shoe; three. four. shut the door'r It was
a cinchr' And he rubbed his arms ten.
derby.