Bisbee daily review., 1916-09-03

ing identical with mine. and already the building of the Third National bank is in namesl And what. I want to know. sir, is the meaning of it aI,?
 The telephone bell interrupted Gold. en as he was about to speak.
 Yes. this is Mr. Golden's house. Yes, Mir Griswold is here. Whats that?' He leaned forward for 9 mo ment, Estening Then the receiver fell from his flaccid hand. My God, Clis wold. your building is on hrel The UniOn-Traders' bank is burning"
 The next minute Griswold wcs hur rying from the house and Ieaping into his waiting limousine.
 Golden, sitting at his desk. stared startled and yacant-eyed before him.
 Yet that young secretary who was | so foolishly accepted as featherhead- ed was. at the time being, anything but idle Ten minutes after his talk over the wire with Golden he was il a taxicab speeding towards the Stein l house on Maple avenue. A block away from that house he dismouutad. saun- toriug casually up to the home of Legar's confederate as a tradesman's | delivery wagon stopped before it.
 Boy he said to the youthful driver of the wagon. that hCusemaid at the door there is my steady. But we scrapped and she won't even see me Here's a dollar if you let me hand in that box of groceries for youl"
 Sure" said the boy, as he pOcketed the bill. Manley, whistling blithely, carried his armful of parcels into the 1 tradesman's entrance.
 My driver says these things weren't paid for" he coolly announced.
 "Dey vass paid for. ef'ry-ding vass paid for!" cried the German girl.
 Then you go and tell him that" was the others calm suggestion. And as the belligerent-eyed maid strode out to the wagon. Manley slipped Ill | through the still open door. dropped his parcels and stole quickly yet gUardedly up through the silent house.
 When he came to large room. half library and half laboratory, he stared in wonder at the strange apparatus which stood on a table in the center of this room. He heard the sound of ap- preaching steps. He saw a door or his right and darted through it. He realized. as soon as he had done so. that he had committed the fatal error of diving into a trap.
 As he peered out through the still partly opened door he saw that it was the German maid who had entered the room. Then she crossed to the closet door itself. straightened the edge of the disordered rug, closed the door and turned the key in the lock
 A moment later. Manley. with his ear against the panel. heard the sound of heavier steps. Then came the even more interesting sound of voices. We'll. wat do you say of Oldt Stein now. maybe? You still t'ink he talk foolish ven he claim dose actinic rays in conjunction init converging wireless impulses couldn't maybe start a leetle combustion vOn or two miles away. eh?"
 "A little combustion. Stein?" said an unknown voice. you've peddied em out like gunfre all over the damned city,
 Manley suddenly duclzed back be hind q waterproof. smelling acridiy oi acid burns. for footsteps had ap- preached the closet door and the key was being turned in the lock.
 The fugitive stood close against the wall draped by the waterproof as the spectacled scientist groped blinkinEiy about for his housecoat.
 "Und you. Legar. if you please. show me on der map choost vat remains to be done. Vich buildings will you have wiped out, ven der viping is still goot?
 Manley. emerging from under cover. saw that the old German had left the closet door a triie open So moving cautiously forward. he peered out into the room. Clustered about the table. bent close over the map. he could see Stein and Legar and two of his un- known aCCOmniices. Mauley advanced silently into the room. crouching low as he went. For on the table he had already caught sight of the blueprint of Steins prOjectOr apparatus So. holding his breath. he crept closer and still closer. lie had the blueprint in his hand but before he could slip back from the table edge his presence was detected and his retreat cut of. . lie darted for the window. going through it like circus rider through . a paper hoop.
 A minute later the consqirators were after him. But Mauley rolling through a c!ump Of shrubbery and : doubling rabbtlike on his pursucrs. . lodged under cover By the time he !. had recovered his breath and his wits l. he slipped unobserved from the . grounds, rounded the block and 1. climbed into his waiting taNic4b.
 Police headquarters, he told the I driver
 Brief as was Manley's visit Co police . headquarters. that call resulted m ! sudden and startling movement from . the great gray structure in Cente. . street. For the mysterious fires were . now breaking out even in crowded 1 tencmeuts on the East side keeping