The Fargo forum and daily republican. [volume] (Fargo, N.D.) 1894-1957, 1918-04-27
Destruction of Ansonia Hotel By German
PlotterS Aimed at Gripping D. S. Many


4 Far at one side Of the room stood q
tall German. apparently chatting
with his fellow country people as
they stroIled about after the dance
But as he watched, Grant saw that
the conversations were extremely
short and that following each one
every German and his companion
turned toward the cloakrooms. Billy
Cavanaugh's voice broke in once
more.
He's warning them all to leave. =
said the operative. He's been do
ing 1t for the last five minutes. Half
the Germans in the place are gone
now. It's nearly time for the at
tempt"
Harrison Grant bent close.
Send the men to make the round !
OF the patrolmen," he ordered quick
~. Tell them to keep their eyes
open wider than ever. Allow abb
soluteIy no one to enter this hotel"
Yes SIR"
Double the guards on every door.
What has been done in regard to
the other searches that ordered? ?"
"Everything's been accomplished.
The hotel management has made the
rounds of the whole place with pass
keys. Every piece of baggage that
cannot be vouched for has been ex-
amined. Nothing has been found"
Good. Hurry to those patrolmen.
For Grant had seen in the en-
trance to the cloakroom, the form Of
Heinric Won Lertz. his coat over HIS
arm, waiting impatiently for Dixie
Mason. With a sudden determine
ton, he hurried forward, TO reach
the entrance, just as Miss Mason
came forth, adjusting a loose fold of
her opera cloak. Grant bowed.
Not going?" Miss Mason smiled.
Won Lsrtz Grows Nervous.
Il assure you It isn't my desire,"
she said quickly. Mr.. Won Lertz
simply insists on il, though. ! never
was having better time in my life!"
Harrison Grant turned, to smile in
to the face Of Heinric Won Lertz.
Surely, you wouldn't spoil the
pleasure Of anyone so sweet as Miss
Mason"
I can't help IL, you know" an
swered Heinric Won Lertz somewhat
testify. MY head aches"
Your head aches?' Grant laughed.
And you're going home on ac-
count Of that? I'd lose my head for
person like Miss Mason!"
Mr.. Grant, you're Irishl" Dixie
laughed up at him. Grant smiled
again.
Il only wish I were, SO I could say
the things I'd like to say in the way
I'd like TO say them. But come now.
Mr.. Won Lertz, you're only joking
about leaving. Why it's only mid
night"
Midnight" Won Lertz started.
Then we must gOl It's imperative.
That Is -"
And while ne hesitated and ex-
planned. a taxi had driven up out
side, at the little triangle which
divides Broadway at 72nd street,
From the darkness within, a high
checked. raw-boned man had start
ed forward, a grip in his hand, only
TO be halted by a covering individ-
ual who shot forth from q bench at
the sidewalk.
Back in that cab" he ordered in
whisper. The raw-boned bomb-mak-
er started.
Why"
Don't ask any questions. Back in
that cab"
FBut I've got the bon.bl Won Lertz
said everything would be ready for
me. T."
Everything is rsady-but in al
way that we didn't look for" an
gwersd the spy on the sidewalk.
Look"
The Guarding Arm Is Absolute.
Quickly and surreptitiously, he
pointed upward. Where the faring
sign Of the Ansonia hotel bIazed out 4
upon the night, was silhouetted the
figure Of a man. Ten feet away was
another-and another-and another.
Down on the sidewalk, a solid
sordon OF police in uniform was
irawn about the building. Not a
person could approach without be-
ng Been-the guarding arm Of the
police was absolute.
And that's not all" growled the
'py on the sidewalk. That's just
he beginning. There are fifty Sc
ret service men scattered about the
entrances and the areas. BIuer just
lignaIled me by the electric light
ode that even the elevator shafts
Ire full OF them. / Bignalled him
Jack 70 tell Won Lsertz that every
hing is Of. As for you-move away
rom here quick! There'Il be TWEEN
y policemen on our shoulders in
mother minute!"
The taxicab turned swiftly. In an
lther moment IL had vanished down
ne street, while I'm the hotel
Won LertE still stood at the en-
rance Of the cloalzroom, arguing
With Harrison Grant and Dixie Mas
N. q scant veneer Of pleasantness
overing his words.
''But I simply can't stay" he was
for the fiftieth time, ST
eli you my head aches
And certainly something was
ausing q paIlor to spread over his
eatures, and the cold sweat TO break .
orth on his forehead. Harrison ,
rant knew what IL was. From far !
way. the chimes Of a church had
ounded midnight and faded away !
nto nothtngness. Grant knew what