The Birmingham age-herald., 1916-06-11
The Secret Attack.

Enoch Golden was no longer a con- temptuously indifferent man as he faced his attorney, John Sibley, hur- riedly summoned for a conference.
 T tell you, Sibley,' said the man of millions, something has; to be done, and done soon. I'm surrounded by enemies I can't run down, enemies I can't even understand. In the first place, there's this man in mask stalking through my house and pin- ming threats to my door panels Then
 Wait" cut in the man of law "Did anyone actually see this man in the mask?"
 "Yes, Wilson, my butler, came face to face with him as he stepped out of 8 passageway. Then when my secre- tary, Manley, started in pursuit of the intruder, instead of finding a stranger in this fool mask, he found his way blocked by girl, girl in a cloak, who seemed ito come there out of thin air. And that girl, sir, turned out to be my own daughter, my own daughter in some miraculous way rescued from Legar."
 Brought there by the man in the mask?"
 "Yes, brought there by him. So she asserts. Yet this stranger, who brings me back the one thing precious in my life, on the same day assumes to crit icise my conduct and threatens to rob me of my money!"
 "Then what you need, Golden, is not lawyer but a detective"
 But what good is detective until we have something to detect? I tell you, I don't even know who this Laughing Mask is!''
 Could he in any way be associated with this criminal you speak of, this one-armed man Legar?"
 "Only, apparently, in his hatred for me and my methods. Manley here will tell you that. And my daughter, little as she is able to explain, is firm in her belief that this masked stranger is anything but criminal, and any thing but friend of Legar's."
 It was Manley who spoke next.
 May make a suggestion?"
 "You may" retorted Golden, eff all this trouble has brought any sense to you"
 "If this man Legar is the master criminal you seem to consider him." the young man ventured, tits more than likely he's an adept at forgery, isn't it? Then why couldn't he have initiated our Laughing Mask idiot in this message about the robbery he has planned?"
 The old lawyer made no effort to conceal his contempt for the flippant- faced youth beside him.
 T tell you the whole things absurd. Bank vaults aren't robbed nowadays. It can't be done. And to convince you of this fact. Golden, guess we'd bet ter all go down to this Third National and make sure they're not putting their gold and notes out on the win dow sills for the first crook that comes along to carry off,
 A frown of trouble. however. still furrowed Golden's heavy brow as he climbed into the waiting limousine where Sibley and his daughter Mar gory already waited for him.
 And Manley was serious enough as President Stonington of the Third National received them in his private office and learned from Sibley the req son of his visit. That official, in fact, was an active sharer in the incredulity of the old lawyer. He quietly touched bell, sent for uniformed attendant and instructed that attendant to es- cort his visitors to the bank vaults.
 "Be so good. MT: Wells, as to show our clients that our vaults are not made of tissue paper"
 These people are right" he said to