Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1920-01-09

but n6w, after four days of racing, as
he told Matthews, who wrote turf"
for the Cincinnati Investigator, he was
ION his feet again. During the jour
nsy'from the track to the city his mind
was mainly occupied with the thought
of his winnings and how he could
bring them to double and treble their
present size.
AS he was entering his hotel it Oc-
Cured to him that he had a great deal
too much money in his pocket to safely
carry around, especially that night,
when he was going to dine with Mat
thews and some of their friends in
common. and so he stopped at the desk
and asked the clerk if he would put
his winnings in the safe
I'm sorry, Mr. Burke" replied that
gentleman. but the combination of
our safe is out of order and it won't
lock. although they are working atAit
now. | can put the money in the cash
drawer. if you like"
glance at this somewhat fiimsy
would never do as a receptacle for
anything of his, so he said he, would
take care of his property himself. He
went up to his room trying to think OF
some hiding place for the roll, and put
it under the rug.
1t made hump plainly perceptible
from anywhere in the room, bat in
moving the rug he noticed board
which seemed to be loose. With the
aid of his cane he pried it out, and
having placed the money in large
white envelope. dropped it into the
boxlike compartment revealed.
Hearing someone coming. he has
tily stamped down the board and
threw the rug back over the spot he
had molested The person passed his
door without stopping. and Burke
shortly afterward weht TO join Mat
thews and his friends.
In the course of most agreeable
dinner a question arose as to the
achievements of a certain horse, and
Burke, saying he had a racing form
In his room and could prove his as
sertion, went up to get the book.
No sooner did he enter the room
than he saw that a corner of the rug
was turned back in such way that
he felt sure he had not left it so. Had
some one been at his money? In fever
ish haste he tore up the board and
looked into the hole. The envelope
was gone!
According to the elevator boy only
one person had been on that floor
since Burke went down, and that was
a man with a black beard who had
taken a room that afternoon. No, he
hadn't come down yet, said the boy,
in answer to Burke's query.
His thoughts were interrupted just
then by slight noise like the click
of a telephone in the next ROOM and
then a mans voice saying:
rs this the clerk? l won't be able
to stay here tonight, as | expected, and
I would like to know when the next
train south leaves. Oh. well, I'll have
to hurry. VIII you send me one for
my baggage?"
Another click told the listener the
conversation was over.
SO he wasn't going to stay, as he
had intended. thought Burke. and he
would have to hurry if he was going
to go south by the next train: well,
he'd have to go fast if he was going
b get away with that money. 1t was
now or never. decided Scarlet Burke,
and the longest kind of chance on
a cAear bluff might win. After slipping
a revolver into his outside coat pocket.
he Knocked on the door of room 36S.
"Nsho's shere?" came from the inside.
"Dih yoS ring for porfar sir?o
asked BurHe
A bolt snl back, and BursAe Apsked
the door TO lind a tall. strengthening
man with black hair and beard facingJ
the opposite end of the room and point |