Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1916-10-06

don't need the books and do need
the money. Oh, Jarvis, don't know
how l would have got through these
terrible days IL had not had you to
lean on and advise with"
The following morning found Cleo
in a Bingham apron and Hope in his
shirt sleeves hard at work listing and
packing the hundreds of dusty vol
umes, the ubiquitous and good-natured
Hook mailing up the cases. Hope was
in the act of placing the much-worn
Bible which had belonged to Burke
when Cleo snatched 1t from him.
"That mustn't 60" she cried. 1T
was given to daddy by his mother.
and the very night he--ho died he
asked me to keep 1t always. | shall
never part with IL"
The sale, which included the Burke
library, so Mr.. Dawson wrote Cleo,
would take place on the following
Wednesday. As II had been widely
advertised he anticipated n large at
tendance and good prices On Wednes-
day afternoon Cleo, who, on Hopes
advice, was preparing to give up the
house, began the formidable task of
sorting the mass of papers-letters,
scientific data and memoranda-wh
had belonged to her father. The re-
ceipted bills she placed in ono pile.
the unpaid bills-there were but few
of these, thank goodness !-she placed
in another; the papers relating to his
f,, ,tVI A. oh. NIN1.
leathercovered plotting pad which had
laid on her fathers desk almost as
long as she could remember, there
slipped from between its folds and
fluttered to the floor q letter. Pick
ing II up. she glanced at II carelessly
TO see on which OF the piles 1t be-
longed. To her surprise IL was adj
dressed to herself. Tearing 1t open,
she drew out the single sheet of note
paper that II contained. No wonder
that the message, scrawled thereon in
her fathers cramped handwriting,
brought to her lips a cry of astonish-
ment and CONSERVATION. This is what
she read:
My Dear Daughter
In the event OF my ueatn you VIII ma
the secret OF the submarine In the books
over my desk. One book contains the
cryptogram and the other the key.
For long moment she stood speech
less, staring at this message from the
dead. THE books over my desk.
That could refer only to the dozen
treasured volumes which, from her
earliest recollection, her father had
kept in his workroom that they might
be near him. Now she recalled their
last conversation, as she sat beside
him in the laboratory. II want you
| to remember, Cleo" he had said, with
unusual solemnity. that when | am
gone there is a fortune for my little
girl In those old volumes" She had
supposed that he referred to their in
| trinsic value. And those were among
the books which she had sent to San
Francisco to be sold at auction. She
| had unwittingly let fortune slip
through her fingers, But perhaps ii
was not too late.
Hook" she cried. excitedly. wav.
| ing the letter, see what I've just
found II fell out from between the
blotting sheets when l was cleaning
daddy's desk, The formula is hidden
in one of those books which we sent
| to the auction sale in San Francisco,
! . They are being sold today
there isn't a minute to lose.
Lieutenant Hope and I'll go over to
the drug store and try to get the auc'
tion rooms on the phone"
Before Hook, whose faculties were
none too alert at any time, had recov'
cred from his establishment. Cleo was
flying down the garden path. AS she
dashed through the gate she almost
ran into the arms of Gerald Morton.
"Oh, Mr. Morton" she gasped, 1--WE
found the formula! That u.s." she adj
ded, i've found where It is hidden"
Great heavens!" he exclaimed, and
with avarice in his voice, where is it?'
81 haven't time 70 stop and explain
new" she painted. Il must get to a
telephone. The secret is hidden in
one OF those old books which daddy al
ways kept in his laboratory they
are being sold today at Dawson's Auc
ton room in San Francisco. I'm so
ing to telephone to try to stop their
| sale" The last words she flung over
her shoulder as she FASTENED onward
For a moment Morton stood ponder
ing. Then he also dashed madly
down the street-in the direction o.
the railway station.
|
Following Olga's instructions Sextut
had made it his business, ever since
the night OF the murder, to keep the
Burke home under surveillance and e
watch those who entered or left II
AS he was unknown 10 Cleo or hel
friends he was enabled to observe
their comings and goings without
arousing their suspicious When
therefore. as he was .sauntering along
the opposite side of the street, smok