The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1916-03-31

ming and-let us say-peep through
the keyhole."
Malcolm Dorr got up and stretched
himself slowly. The sharp, clean lines
of his face suddenly stood out again
under the Greasy flesh.
II don't know what you're going to
do to Mr.. Ross" he said. "but want
to see him first"
I'm not going to do anything to
him." returned Average Jones. "be
cause, in the first place, suspect that
he is far, far away. having noted
doubtless, the plugged keyhole and
suffered a crisis of the nerves. It's
strange how nervous your scientific
murderer is Anyway. Ross is only
an agent I'm going to aim higher
New York, that afternoon, saw
something new in advertising. That
it really was advertising was shown
by the ADV" sign, large and plain
in both the papers which carried it
On the front page of each, stretching
device showing tiny mapped outline
in black marked Bridgeport, Conn.
and large skeleton draft of Manhat
tan island showing the principal
streets. From the Connecticut city
downward ran line of dots in red
The dots entered New York from the
north, passed down Fourth avenue to
the south side of Union square, turned
west and terminated. Beneath this
map was the legend, also in red:
WATCH THE LINE ADVANCE IN
LATER EDITIONS.
1t was the first time in the records
of journalism that the fudge" device
had been used in advertising.
Great was the rejoicing of the
news" when public curiosity made q
run" upon these papers. Greater il
grew when the afternoon edition" ap
peared. This edition carried the same
fudge" advertisement, but now the
red dots crossed over to Fifth avenue
and turned northward as far as TWEEN
ty-third street. The inscription was
UPWARD AND ONWARD SEE NEXT
EXTRA.
For the Might Extra" people paid
five, ten, even fifteen cents. Rumol
ran wild. Other papers, even, tool
the matter up as news, and comment
ed upon the meaning of the extraordi
nary advertisement. This time, the
red-dotted line went as far up Fifth
avenue as Fiftieth street. And the lie
gend was ominous:
WHEN ! TURN, l STRIKE.
That was all that evening. The dot
ted line did not turn.
Keen as newspaper conjecture is, il
failed to connect the 'red-line maps,
with the fame of which the city was
raging, with an item of shipping news
printed in the evening papers of the
following day:
CLEARED-FOR SOUTH AMERICAN
ports, steam yacht Electra, New York
Owner John M. Colwell.
And not until the following morning
did the papers announce that Presi
dent Colwell, of the Canned Meat
trust, having been ordered by his ply
stefan on long sea voyage to refur
bish his depleted nerves, after closing
his house on West Fifty-first street
had sailed in his own yacht. Presi
dent Colwell sailed to far seas, anG
Mr.. Curtis Fleming came to New York
keen for explanations, for he, too, haG
seen the fudge" and marveled
Hence, Average Jones had him, to
gether with young M. Dorr, at pri
vate room luncheon at the Cosmit
club, where he offered an explanation
and elucidation.
1.-The whole affair."" he said, was g
problem in the connecting up of loose
ends. At the New York terminus We
had two deaths in the office of man
with powerful and subtle enemies
Some deadly thing is introduced
through that keyhole. The killing in
fiuence reaches a corner far out of the
direct line of the keyhole. Being neal
the radiator, that corner represents
the attraction of warmth. Therefore
the invading force was some sentient
creature.
Nov, at the Bridgeport end we have
deadly influence loosed. Here, too
the peril is somewhat dependent up
on warmth, we know, from Professor
Moseley's agonized eagerness for q
frost. Dogs are killed. Finally 6
child falls victim, and on that child is
found a circular mark, similar to the
mark on Mr.. DORIS dogs lip. YOU
see the striking points of analogy"
do you mean us to believe pool
old Moseley a cold-blooded murderer
demanded Mr. Curtis Fleming.
Far from it. At worst an unhappy
victim of his own carelessness ir
loosing peril upon his neighborhood
You're forgetting a connecting link;