Bisbee daily review., 1916-10-29
TENTH EPISODE
THE LIVING DEAD

"Pm opposed to your plan, sir, !" Enoch Golden declared with heat, "and 1 always will be opposed to it
 David Manley, as he stared across the table at the ruffled old millionaire, tried to control himself to patience.
 But you acknowledge that you are equally opposed to Legar's intrusions into this house, to having his secret agents planted about at your elbows. But when I work out plan that offers a reasonable promise of trapping Le! gar and his men, you stop the whole business by declaring it's lacking in dignity"
 Dignity is something which depart ed from this house the day Legar first forced his way into it!" was Golden's bitter retort. -t
 Precisely" cried young Manley "His whole campaign has been one of intimidation. of threats and assaults and reprisals. They have been try ing to fight us with terror. So my contention is, why not give them dose of their medicine? Why not fight them with their own weapons. and in doing so, perhaps go them one better?"
 But I can only repeat my convic- tions that your plan can't succeed! protested the tremulous-voiced old financier.
 Why not leave that to mel" cut in young Manley, with his first touch of impatience.
 I've left a good many things to you, Davy; but I don't encourage men to plan their own funerals!"
 Yet I've thought this out, sir, and I maintain that it's worth try. You know as well as I do that these men who work with Legar are an ignorant and iiliterate 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 un- derstand they are going to be afraid of"
 And you think you're going to frighten 'em away with a 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 a 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 finan- cier.
 Tt leads to the fact that Legar and his men will be duly informed of my death, for I 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 a coup"
 And what do we gain by that?"
 wen fill our big thirty-thousand dollar mausoleum with thirty big police men. and round up the gang before Legar can even smell rat"
 But Enoch Golden remained uncon- vinced.
 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 1 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 wended it's way so decorously from the Golden home. For under the funereal outfit of this placid-eyed driver re