The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1923-05-12

tells the waiter he must have beer
robbed on tho train. Gray calls on
the hotel manager, on the president
of the largest bank and on the
mayor of Dallas. re phones a tir
! 20 the leading newspaper, suggest
! ing an Interview with calvin
Gray, globe trottcr, soldier of for
tune, financier.' The city editor
/ sends reporter who interviews
Gray in his expensive hotel suite.
NOW GO ON WITH STORY
He returned to his hotel that
afternoon pretty well satisfied with
his efforts and hopeful that some of
the seed he had sown broadcast
would be ripe for the reaping cre-
long. But he received an electric
shock as he approached the desk,
for the bell captain addressed him.
saying:
"Mr. Haviland wishes to see you
at once, in his Office
There was curious brightness to
the imposter's eyes, a reckless
hooking smile upon his lips, when
/ he stepped into the managers office.
Haviland handed him copy of
the leading. afternoon paper, and
Gnhv'@ eyes flashed 10 tac hcoili.e
eli al article reading:
CALVIN GRAY, HERO Or SENSA
IIONAL EXPLOITS, IN DALLAS
ADVENTURES READ LIKE PAGE.
OF ROMANCE
FAMOUS FINAN |IEN ADMITS
LARGE OF ~! r.KTSTS
BEHIND HIM
F'cm the co.'.',, I'lrhgiaI h Graz
indged that he had impressed tie
reporter even r"f. deeply than he
had supposed, but he tc j. - salts
faction therefrom, for Havilard was
saying.
1--WE read the whole story, but I
want you to tell me something more
about yourself"
What do you ~rsh to knew 2"
Were you in France ?"
Over the visitors face Their, came
subtle change. Whereas. urou
entering, he had worn an expression
of careless defiance, now lie an.
pearcd to harden in tvary fiber and
to go on guard.
81 have been many times in
France"
81 mean during the war. Did YOU
serve?"
There was pause. * did" Grays'
eyes remained fixed upon his inter
rogator, but they had begun to
smolder.
"Then you're Colonel GRAY.
Colonel Calvin Gray"
Quite So" The speakers voice
was harsh, and it came with an
effort. But YOU didn't read that in
the Post. Come. What's the idea ?
Out with it."
Strange circles we move in"
Haviland was saying. "Do you know
who owns the controlling interest in
this hotel? Surely you must know
or can guess. Think moment. It's
somebody you met over there and
have reason to remember"
; A sound escaped from the throat
of Colonel Gray--not a cry, but
rather a gasp of amazement, or of
rage.
"Aha!" Haviland grinned in tri-
umph. 81 thought"
His guest leaned forward over
the desk, with face twitching. Pas
sion had driven the blood from it
and his whole expression was one of
such hatred, such fury, the meta
morphosis was so startling, that the
hotel man stiffened in his chair and
stared upward in sudden amaze
ment.
"Nelson!" Gray CALCULATED "Nel-
son! BY God! So! he's hcre!"
Haviland stirred. 81 don't know
what you're talking about. Who's
Nelson ?" After second thought he
exclaimed: Good Lord! thought I
had pleasant surprise for you, and
| was gracefully leading up to IL.
butt must have jazzed it all up. II
was going to tell you that the hotel
and everything in it is yours"
'';:G ?"
"Why, the Ajax is or. of the
Dietz chain! Herman Dictz of Gin
cinnati owns it. He left for the
North not an hour ago. At the last
minute he heard you were here
read this story in the paper-and
had bell-boys securing the place for
you"
Colonel Gray uttered another ex-
clamation, this time an expletive of
deep relief. He fought with himself
a moment, then murmured an apol-
ogy. Sorry. You gave me a start
decidedly. Herman Dietz, eh?
Well, we'll! You made me think for
a moment that l was guest in the
house of some other-friend."
"Friend?'
EXACTLY" Gray was himself again
now. He ran a osening finger be-
tween his collar and throat. Quite |
a start, III admit, but of my
friends are great practical jokers.
They have way Of jumping out at |
me and crying 'Boo!' when 1 least !
expect it,"
"um-m! / see. Mr.. Dietz told me |
that he was under lifelong obliga-
ton to a certain Colonel Calvin |
Gray. Something 60 do with pass
ports"