Mount Vernon signal. (Mt. Vernon, Ky.) 18??-current, 1917-02-16
TENTH EPISODE
THE LIVING DEAD

u OppOSeu 10 your plan, SIT,
Enoch Golden declared with heat, and
l always will be opposed to it,"
David Manley, as he stared across
the table at the ruffied 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 / 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
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 a
dose of their medicine? Why not
fight them with their own weapons.
and in doing SO, perhaps go them one
better?"
But l can only repeat my convic-
tons that your plan can't succeed"
protested the tremulous-voiced old
fnancier
Why not leave that to me-" cut in
young Manley, with his first touch of
Impotence.
I've left good many things to you,
Davy; but l don't encourage men to
plan their own funerals"
Yet I've thought this out, sir, and
/ maintain that it's worth try. You
know as well as do that these men
who work with Legar are an ignorant
and illiterate 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 I'M
derstand they are going to be afraid
of"
And you think you're going to
brighten EN- 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.
' 1T leads to the fact that Legar and
his men will be duly informed of my
death, for / 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
of 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?"
We'll fill our big thirty-thousand
dollar mausoleum with thirty big police
men, and round up the gang besSCe
Legar can even smell a rat"
But Enoch Golden remained uncon-
WINGED.
We'll, it may be a brilliant plan,
but you can please leave me out of it"
he finally announced.
That's just what I've been asking
for" explained Manley. "All / 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 vet the
most vital of these was, perhaps, the
personality of the driver of the third
carriage in that small cortege which
wendell its way so decorously from the
Golden home. For under the funereal
outfit of this placid-eyed driver 70.