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GEORGE RANDOLPH CHESTER, t
creator 01 Tvauuigiora,
CHARLES W. CODOA3D
Read the story and then
see the moving pictures
Copyright, 1913, by the Star Com
pany, Ai: Foreign Rlghta
The Missing Heir
'Off strnugo arc tlio vagaries of
fortune! At tho very lustuut
when the ardent believers In
Utile Jue were fllliug their
lungs for a Dual shout of triumph a
guy Utile red balloon durtetl out ou
tlio track, where the horses were
pounding dowu the stretch, whirled
iviurlly In front of the fuvorltc's none,
Hdot (straight up In the air and nulled
merrily across the lufleld towurd the
Hi ecu hllU and (he blue sky. For only
uu lnflultesluial space of time the nerv
ous I.llllo .loo had shied and checked
lils speed, but thut space was enough
to let a duo. colored slrunger of the
in me of Tippy flush under the wire al
H to 1.
"The hound:" mumbled a small man
al I lie rail, and his fuee was so blank
In the llrst moment of dlsappolntmeul
Hint It brought a chuckle from the ad
joining large gentleman, with the round
"Cheer up, neighbor," he consoled;
"Hie walking's good."
1 The small man thus nridressed cast
on tho tlorld big J, Itufus Wallliigford
n slilowlse glance a slow ghmce and a
ciuitloiis one. Cordial of manner wus
the florid one aud Jovlul of eye and
broad of whllo waistcoat, and In his
rich cravat glowed a $2,000 diamond
(.Julio reassuring. But nevertheless the
small man glanced once more to the
right and to the left before he an
"Had a hundred on (hut rabbit!" hp
"WeM, a hundred's a hundred," chuck
l.'il the bis; man.
"It's a thousand when you loso It ou
n red balloon," objected the loan and
l ink niui-lile Daw, climbing down from
the fence, where he had been perched
like h Jumping Jack on a stick, lie
set nu his head the silk hat which he
bud been waving in encouragement to
I.llllo Joe and smoothed his pointed
black mustache. At that moment
Itlackle's eye caught tho glisten and
glint of something whllo In the crowd
It. was the head of Onion Jones, so
bnld Hint It looked freshly peeled, and
Onion was winking nnd making mys
tei lous signs at the rule of about seven
to Hie second. Giving Jim tho "high
Hit-iii," lllnckle slipped awuy aud, fol
lowing Onion to the grand stand,
found there Violet Wurden und her
sister Fannie, both their pretty faces
Hushed with excitement.
"There's the man!" exclaimed Vio
let, her blue eyes dancing us she
CHiicbt Itlackle's sleeve.
"Mr. Hutch! You were Btundlng
right by hliu-reivy W. Hutch! We
followed 111 tu out here."
"He got IO,Oi)0 from us," said Fan
nic, ami her cheeks turned a shade
pinker as J. Hufus happened to look
up mid ontch her musing guzo. "He
Is No. 13 on tho list." She opened her
Hide notebook and pointed to a list of
mimes. Twelve had been scratched
out. The thirteenth was l'erey W.
Hutch, "lie U a lawyer, but he Is
never In his ollice. Wo don't know
much more about hlin."
"I.eavo that lo us," snld lllnckle.
"We'll tell you all about him when we
b uul you that $10,000. Me back to the
works on the Jump, Indies. 1 kiss you
linslely ou I ho foreheads."
tils long legs were springing diwn
Hi" steps a second after, and, nodding
nli;nl!lnmt!y toward the small mini us
be approached Wnlllngford, he cuino
up lo the rail on the other side of Mr.
Hutch nnd asked:
"What do you think of the next race,
"I.ndy I.ou," 1. itufus promptly re
plied, waiting for his cue. "1 know
Luily I.ou's sure money, because she
wus touted to mo by a barber whoso
cousin was u stable, boy ten years
"No chain's," vas the contemptuous
answer ns ktlucklo grinned at the small
mini, "I'll tell you why. No 'I.ady'
horse bus won a race this meet. I.ady
8wlsce came lu lust lu tho first race
today; I.ndy Sandy fell down yester
day and broke her collarbone; I.ady
o' lireams was ruled off tho track for
HlauKcrlng under too much ho). Nuv
cidieless, Jluisey, my boy, I'll let you
M on her against the fluld-for a hun
.1. Itufus was about to reject this
outrageous offer with proper ludlgna
Hon. but lie caught something lu
"Von poor lollop!" ho commiserated.
"I hale to rob uu Imbecile, but you're
"Help yourself," gayly returned
Iti.e Lie, arid he winked at the small
ii i t ii . "Hetter get In. slrviigor."
"Any more at that price?"' The
stranger was - moist lipped at the
thought of a bet so attractive.
"Certainly!" A slight flash of tem
per In the broad chested Jim. He
turned to the stranger. "You're on,
neighbor, for a hundred."
The pallid blue eyes almost sparkled.
Little Stranger was not there at the
beginning of the next race, but as
I.ady Lou streaked past the Judges, an
easy winner over the field by three
good lengths, thero was a mumbling
Just back of the big, pink faced Jim
and the leau Jumping Jack on the fence
-the small man, Imploring to the very
last for some hound out of the puck to
overhaul the winner.
"Oh, I guess I'm a boob!" exulted J.
infiis, turning his round and radiantly
beaming countenance on Mr. Dnw and
I.lltle Stranger. "I guess I'm a hick!
Gentlemen, produce and smile!"
"That wasn't In the bet," objected
Bluckle, relinquishing his hundred, and
ut Hint moment both Mr. Daw and Mr.
Wnlllngford turned In response to a
low gurgle from Little Stranger. Ills
hand was In his hip pocket, and there
was a green pallor on his face, a green
glaze In his eyes.
"I've been touched!" he husked.
'Somebody lifted my leather!"
Bluckle and Wnlllngford looked nt
ench other speculatively. Bluckle grin
Well, such things will happen, Mr.
Welsh," wild Wallliigford, with a sus
picion of a snarl. "If you will leave
your pocketbook exposed Just before
you huvo to pay a bet, Mr. Welsh, we
must nil tnko the consequences, Mr.
The small man, his green pallor
turning to purplo Indignation, was
struggling for speech.
"My name's Hutch," he hotly stated.
I get rolled out for $400, and the only
consolation I have Is for a fresh fut
mnn to call mo a welsher! Would I
have come back here If I had Intended
lo welsh on this bet? No living mnn
an put a finger on a crooked act of
"How about a dead one?" suggested
Bluckle, and keen Jim Wnlllngford
lifted his eyebrows as he saw on the
countenance of Mr. Hutch a fleeting
"I swnllow my words," apologized J
"Thanks," returned the Insulted one.
somewhat mollified. "If you gentlemen
are going into (he city after the next
race I'd like to have yon stop at my
office nnd get that hundred."
They went to Mr. Hutch's office.
where they saw several letter tiles
marked "Itlchnrd Lundy" and "I.und.v
Estate."- Hutch gave Wnlllngfoid n
check for $100.
"We owe you a dinner, sport." Wal
llngford urged, 'pocketing the check
You should have that much of a rnke
off on n rough day. Come-out, and
we'll open n bottle of bubbles!"
"I'll Join you laler," suld Mr. Hutch
ns he saw them lo the door.
Wonderful enlerlalneis, Mr. Wal
llngford and Mr. Daw. A dinner for
Mr. Hutch, nn evening nt tho Ihealer
with Mr. Hutch, n supper to Mr.
Hutch, a luncheon, a spin to a road
house, hospitality on (up all the time
But at tho end of three days Hie enler
tiilnment eoimnltleo withdrew Into
Wnlllngford's downtown suit In n hotel
..:r : I
- j." . j,y
"I'll join you lator," said Mr. Hutch,
showing thorn to the door.
uenr the pulsing red heart of Broad
wuy, and glumined. The pretty War
den orphans hud been sent .out to
"fianio" a spirit medium scare for
Percy, but even the after world was
of no Interest to hard Hutch.
"If you can't do any business with
this squint eyed runt why don't you
can hlni?" grumbled the friend of the
committee, a man so biildhcudcd thut
he was more restful to Hie eyes with
his hat on Onion Jones. "I ain't seen
a piece of money for so long that 1
wouldn't know how to make change
for a nickel."
When Onion had departed with a bor
rowed twenty Jim turned to Bluckle.
"What Is Ibis new hope?" ho de
in :i tilled.
"U'ave it to hip!" And thore was the
snap of rl. lu tho t eady black eyes.
"Not If you're cooking up any strong
arm pluy," protested Wallliigford. "I
never saw the Inside of a Jail but once.
mid 1 got my flint gray hairs Just try
lug to get out."
"Yuii didn't get your streak of yellow
thore," retorted lllnckle. "You took
that In with you. Now you listen to
me. I'm going to novo the goods on
Hutch before 1 go to bed tonight, nnd
you'll help. The girls are waiting for
his forty thousand, nod I'm whetted.
Itlng for a drink I"
"Wluit'll you hnvo?" asked Walling
ford, going to the phone.
"Anything," grluued lllnckle. "1
want alcohol ou uiy breath when Percy
When Mr. Ilntcli came blithely and
eairerly to be entertained nt no excuse
to himself he found Wallliigford his
clear eyed and genial self, but the
THE DAILY CAPITAL JOURNAL, SALEM, OREGON, SATURDAY. FEB. 12, 1916.
usually chipper Wackie Daw, redolent
of whisky, the fumes of which rose
chiefly from the lapels of his coat, sat
nodding lu u chair. He roused himself
Instantly, however, and grubbed Mr.
Hutch by the hand.
Glad to see you, sport!" he greeted
the visitor with thick cordiality. "Let'a
co out aud get an nppellte!"
.Mr. Daw was ratner a nuisance mm
ufternoon. He was usually the life of
the party, but now he was a deadener
and, moreover, a constant source of hu
miliation to his companions. He went
to sleep In leather padded nooks In
several hotel burs, and he constantly
went to sleep In the limousine, though
whenever the machine stopped he woke
with a Jerk. They couldn't lose him
from the party. No, sir!
In the ofllce of Mr. Hutch, where J.
Itufus Invariably left something to
come after the next day, tired nature
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Blackis Was Still Snoring, and They
Threw Water In His Face to Rouie
ut last hud lis way. Mr. Dnw stum
bled lo the old horsehalr couch, pillow
ed his heud on the hard wooden aim
and had storied to snore before he
could cross his arms.
By George! it was nearly 3 o'clock.
Wallliigford had to get to the bank.
Suppose they left Daw here for half
nu hour or so? Mr. Hutch looked to
i lie right; he looked to the left; he
looked nt Mr. Daw. Ho shook Mr.
Daw again a lifeless lump, except for
that even, unbroken snore. Perhaps It
would be best to let Mr. Duw recuper
ate from his Intense fatigue.,
After the spring latch had clicked
Ihe sluuiberer snored on nnd on for n
solid two minutes; then he suddenly
opened his bright black eyes, grinned,
jumped up anil boiled the door. As
swlflly and as silently ns a cut he
crossed to the safe, stooped down und
took hold of the knob with his long,
sensitive lingers. lie turned the knob
slowly, his head cocked sidewise. his
ears listening Intently for the click. of
tho tumblers, nnd when at last the
door swung gently open there cuino on
his faco u smiling beatitude which was
Bluckle Daw was still snoring when
his companions returned lo the otllee.
and nfter pouring water on his face
and finding (hut he was totally use
less for the purposes of cntertalniiieiil
they took hlni to Wnlllngford's hotel
lo lay him away, nnd Onion Jones
enme anxiously out of his concealment
In Jim's dressing room as Mr. Hutch
departed from Jim's parlor.,
"Bough stuff wins!" exulted Blackie.
raising from the bed with one Jerk and
exhibiting nn nsloundlug case of quick
recuperation. "I had the time of my
life burgling. If I were younger I'd
;o Into the business."
"Aw, cheese!" grunted Onion Jones
'Is this guy alive or dead?"
"He's pink meat," reported Blackie.
"IPs a romance. 'Hollow' Hutch's
only business is tho estate of the late
Amos Lundy. Percy gets $2,000 a
year for that. And he's been spending
10,(i0 a year, which he Is supposed
to be sending the heir, ono Itichurd
"Where's Richard?" inquired Wal
"Nobody knows; but It's n strong
chance. The llrst quarterly remittance
was returned from South Africa Ave
years ago. Hutch held back the check
until three moro were returned; then
lie cashed them, and he hasn't worked
dine. Ills steal from Hie Warden es
tale was a side bet."
"What n cinch!" Onion Jones
Wnlllngford lit n fat black cigar and
cit down to smile.
"I knew this fellow was n crook the
minute I laid eyes on him." he ob
"You couldn't i.ialie n mistake out at
that track," glumly put In Onion Jones.
Get to 1, fellows. Talk about the
money. 1 want to get useu to me
"Il looks easy," J. Itufus putted con
tentedly. "How much Is there left
of the estate, lllnckle?"
"Only a little over tlfty thousand.
Hutch bus been dipping In ou the capl
'ul to pay himself (bat ten thousand a
"A Utile over fifty thousand, eh?;'
onsldered Wnlllngford. "Well, we can
live Hint much of the Lundy estate
,rom a crooked administrator. If
Itichurd turns out to be dead Hutch
will hnvo to hand over the fortune to
the state nnd go to the pen for what
:ie stole, and If lllclmrd turns out to
l o alive Hutch will have to hand over
the fortune to Itichurd and go to the
i'ii for what he stole."
"The scoundrel!" grinned Bluckle.
""Say!" Onion Jones suddenly sat up
and inopiH'd his head agitatedly. On
ton was seldom afflicted with nn Idea,
but when he got one he was a (Inn be
'lever in It. "I'l l Ibis squint eyed runt
.ver sec the missing heir?"
"Nix!" bluckle tossed over a faded
etter. "I h-ld this out, Jim. Isvause
he signature might be useful."
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"No forgery," frowned J. Itufus.
"What's the matter with you?" de
manded Blackie impatiently. "I'm go
ing to get you an electric coupe and a
foot warmer!" Wnlllngford was study
ing the letter with Interest.
"Mr. Lundy looks forward with
pleasure to a meeting with Mr. Hutch,"
tie read. "So they never met."
"Then I'm the missing heir!" an
nounced Onion Jones with eagerness.
"No, Oulon." said Bluckle, "yon don't
get a speaking part in this. All you
do Is hop a train for Chicago and mall
a letter from the missing heir, stating
that he's on the way."
"Good dope!" Walllngford's approv
al was Instant and hearty. "We only
use the signature to throw n scare into
Hutch. But I don't see how Hint res
cues the bnluuce of the Lundy for
tune." "You don't?" Blackie was sitting on
a corner of the dresser, dangling a spider-like
leg and grinning with sardonic
joy. "Well, Jim, It's the good old safe
and sane and sanitary way. The chief
Ingredients are your wluuliig personal
ity and a brick."
Two mornings later they were sit
ting lu Hutch's ofllce, watching the
door. It was about time for that Chi
cago letter, aud they were whlllng
away the time with tales which had a
point und a moral.
"Bob Simmons was so crooked he
could see the back of his own nock,"
laughed Bluckle, "but he wus the boy
for quick action."
"And no piker," added J. Kufus. "He
ran nu American branch of a London
leather Arm, and at the end of the first
year he'd sieiit so much of tho firm's
money that the Bank of England began
to sng; so they came over to sco about
"Low down trick," drawled Bluckle.
"When a niiiu's used to spending a
trust fund the owner has no business
to sneak In on him."
"That was Bob's Idea of It," Wal
lliigford went on. "The first he knew
that the end was near was when the
British brothers got wedged In the cus
tom house and had to telephone for
help. Bob didn't even stop lo Hilnk."
Jim paused to light one of his fat black
cigars. It was Percy who broke the
"What did he do?" he asked.
"Emptied the safe, rushed down to
the bank and converted everything of
the firm's he could Into cash, and while
the British brothers waited for help
Bob sailed for South America."
Mr. Hutch laughed and relaxed In
his chair. He hud been sitting up
nil her stiffly.
"Say, fellows, let's go (o South Amer
ica!" suddenly proposed Blackie Dnw.
"To which?" smiled J. Hufus. "For
"Play the ponies." urged Blackie,
wllh carefully graduated enthusiasm.
"Why, the slowest horse In a race down
there goes so fast he's safe to put your
money ou! What about It, Jim?"
"Oct your hat," promptly responded
Wallliigford. "If you're on the level,
wben's the next boat?" And he reach
ed In his pocket for the morning paper.
Percy Hutch blinked. He was learn
ing by degrees to be a sport, but this
was too swift for him.
"You can lose enough money In little
old New York," he observed, wonder
ing if they were actually in earnest.
"There's a boat at 3 o'clock," an
nounced Wallliigford. "Blackie, look
up the number of this steamship com
pany, and I'll make the reservations.
Belter come along. Hutch."
"At 3 o'clock!" gasped Percy.
"Three's a lucky number," Bluckle
assured him, leafing through the tele
phone book. "Here's your party, Jim."
There was n thoughtful silence while
Wallliigford secured his connection,
r i !
There Was a Thoughtful Silence While
Wallingford Secured Hit Connection.
and Peroy Hutch's mind began to open
to possibilities ns the huge mid capable
Wnlllngford actually engaged passage
for two on that South American boat.
"We'll have to circulate, Blackie,"
said Wallingford briskly, rising from
"What's the rush?" drawled Bluckle.
"I can pack In nn hour, and you can
get money In ten mlnules. We'll have
(line for lunch with Percy, aud" He
stopped abruptly. The door opeued,
and the postman came In with a spe
cial delivery letter. Wallingford and
Blackie could almost see t lie Chicago
(Mist mark through the hand which held
There was a polite wait as Mr. Hutch
receipted for the letter and opened It.
Then Wallingford slyly stopped on
Blackie's foot to make hlni look hu
nisn. "What's the mutter, Hutch bad
news?" asked J. Hufus.
Hutch's1 face had turned nlle green,
and green was In his pallid eyes.
"Eh?" ho husked through dry lips
"Ob, iMthln's the matter! I" Ha
glanced to the right, be glanced to the)
left, "I've I've been sporting a little:
too much, I think. I" His voice
dwindled down Into nothing at alL
Richard Lundy would arrive In the
"Just a minute!" Hutch was all
nervous eagerness now. He opened his
desk and drew from It n small packet
of papers. Ho hurriedly threw open
his safe and .took another small packet
of papers from a tin box. "How about
a reservation for me?"
"I'll see to It," offered Blackie prompt
ly. "Here's your hat, Ilutcb. I'll meet
you here at 2 o'clock, boys. Can I pack
somo" things for you, Percy? I know
Percy stopped. It might be well not
to go back to his rooms.
"Yes," ho decided.
As the trio stepped Into Wulllng
ford's limousine a baldheaded man
with a wide brimmed bat scowled at
them from the shelter of the deep cigar
store doorway at the side of the office
Just uearing 2 o'clock, the shining
limousine of J. Itufus Wallingford
stopped ngulu In front of Hutch's of
fice, and from it there emerged, first,
J. Kufus, an expression of great care
and responsibility on his round pink
countenance. Then thero merged Percy
Hutch, with his tint pulled down over
his eyes and In his hand a battered
leather bnnk bag with strong hasps and
handles. This he carried as cautlonsly
as If it were a basket of eggs.
"Hist! nist! Hist!"
Both Percy and Wallingford looked
toward the cigar store door, but there
was nothing to be seen. J. Rufus, eter
nally alert, walked over in that direc
tion, and there behind the angle he be
held Onion Jones, most mnrvelously
got up, wide felt hut, red handkerchief
around his neck, still brown shooting
coat, wrinkled top boots with the trou
sers stuffed In them,
"Sh!" And the flat-palm of Onion
came up with a warning gesture. "Get
rid of jour party, quick!"
"Huh!"' Much perplexed, Walling
ford Joined the nervously waiting
Hutch In the lobby. "Go on up to the
office. I'll be there In a minute."
"What Is It?" husked Hutch, fear
suddenly Oiling him to the oozing point
"Better lay low," whispered J. Itufus,
studying Percy with a dawning smile.
"Don't stir from tho office till you hear
"I won't," he promised Hutch. And
he hurried back to the elevator.
"Now what's up?" demanded Wal
lingford, Joining Onlqu Jones.
"Bluckle wants you over at your
room3 right away," mumbled Onion
agitatedly. "No, you're not to tele
phone. You're to slam straight over,
and I'm to sneak upstairs and shadow
"Huh!" said Wnlllngford, and he ran
his fingers through his hair In perplex
ity. "Why are you wearing that, fool
"Ask Blackie. Hustle, Jim!" And
be fairly pushed Wallingford out to the
waiting limousine. Tho Instant the
car started Oulon Jones hurried Into
the elevator and a minute nnd a half
Inter entered tho ofllce of P. W. Hutch,
"This is Mr. Hutch," he stated, with
"What do you want?" asked Percy,
standing behind tho desk, the black
bag between his feet
"Well, Mr. Hutch, I'm the missing
heir," announced Onion, removlug the
soft felt bat and resting It on his hip.
while Percy gazed In stupefaction on
that glistening cranium. "When I sent
you thnt letter from Chicago I thought
1 wouldn't get here until tomorrow
morning, but I beat It on the same
train as the letter. Howdydo?" And
he extended a fut palm.
"Y-yes," acknowledged Tercy, look
ing nt the fut palm, but he drew buck
his own hnnd; "of course, Mr. Lundy,
you'll hnve to Identify yourself."
"Oh, will I?" The missing heir's
nulls made four pink streaks on his
gleaming scalp. "Well, Mr. Hutch, If
you're going to run In any rnnikaboo
on me, especially after holding out my
$10,000 n year for Ave years, I'll have
you pinched right now and Ideutlfy
"Th-therc's no need to be hasty, Mr.
Lundy," quavered Percy, struggling
among a thousand depressing thoughts.
"If you are Mr. Lundy"
"If I nm!" yelled the missing heir.
"Look here, you Hutch; I'm Willie
Hep to you! You've been putting n
crimp In my rightful fortune, and If
you hand me any of your lip I'll stripe
your coat crosswnys. Settle quick,
nnd you get off easy. Give me what's
left, and I won't sny a word about
what you swiped. I'll give you ten
minutes." And tho missing heir glanc
ed apprehensively toward the door.
Percy Hutch paused. The language
of the missing heir was not quite the
lungiinge of his letters, and the offer
of the missing heir was suspiciously
generous. On the other hand, the
missing heir knew some important
facts, and ho seemed to have an Idea
of vigorous methods.
"You can't nettle on estate lu ten
minutes, Mr. Lundy," argued Percy lu
desperation. After all, he was an at
torney. He glanced down at tho black
bog. Suddenly ho lifted his bead, nnd
there was a glimpse of life in the
pallid eyes. Ho had a saving thought
"You'll at least let me compare your
signature. Write your name ou this
piece of paper."
Onion Jones gulped with the shock
of that suggestion, and Just then he
heard a noise at the door.
"Give me that money!" he howled.
Tho knob turned, and the door open
ed, aud In walked J. Rufus Walling
ford and Blackie Paw, each focusing
a deadly gaze ou the guilty Onion.
Blackie's taxi had dashed up Just as
Wnlllngford had started awsy, and
they had compared uotes. Blackie bad
sent no message to Jim, nor bad be
seen or heard from Onion.
"Ready. Hutch?" asked Wallingford
suavely. Ignoring the missing heir.
"Why, no," faltered the trustee of
the Lundy estate. "This gentleman
claims to be Richard Lundy, and I'll
have to stay and settle the estate."
"Give me that"
The speech of (he missing heir was
suddenly interrupted from behind by
a clasp on the collar so firm and so
tight that it choked him. The steel
like hand of Horace G. Daw was on
that collar, and the other steel-like
band had clutched the missing heir by
the slack of the corduroy trousers,
while the pointed black mustaches of
Mr. Daw lifted, displaying two rows
of snarling white teeth. Thereupon
the missing heir, entirely outside bis
own volition, begau to walk Spanish
toward the door. It was the suave J.
Rufus who opened that door, his own
stubby mustache lifted to reveal two
rows of snarling white teeth, and It
was the toe of J. Rufus Walllngford's
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Blackie Set the Bag on the Desk and
Jabbed Hutch In the Eye.
highly polished boot which assisted the
missing heir into the hall.
"Tho rat bead!" panted Mr. Walling
ford to Mr. Daw us they slammed the
They found Mr. Hutch regarding
them with widening eyes as they con
fronted him, aud the upper Hp of Mr.
Hutch was lifted, revealing two rows
of snarling white teeth.
"It's a frumcup!" charged Percy ex
citedly. "You get me to draw all this
money so you could take me to South
America and skin me!"
"Some guess," admitted Wallingford,
as Bluckle slipped the bolt of the door.
"But this amateur double crosser gum
med the schedule."
"Now, look here, Perce." Blackie
stepped briskly up to the desk. "The
first thing you're to remember Is not
to holler, or you'll get us all pinched.
Where's that bag?"
"Between bis feet!" called Walling
ford, icering through the opening of
the desk, aud Blackie and Mr. Hutch
bobbed down nt the same time. They
laid hold on (he black bag beneath
the desk from opposite sides, and pull
ed and hauled.
Suddenly nutch stopped the strug
gle with a loud "Huh!" for Jim Wul
lhigford had pulled Percy's knees from
under him and bad sat ou him.
Blackie threw back his raven locks
as be rose with the bag and set It on
the desk, ut the same time Jabbing
Hutch in the eye ns he stnrted to rise.
"How much will we give him. Jim?"
"Oh, the tickets nnd a couple of thou
sand," considered Wallingford, nnd a
shrill splutter came fro.m beneath the
"Let him up," advised Blackie. "Ho
hasn't breath enough to scream."
Tcrcy rose with his hands on his
stomach nnd gasped violent objections
until Blackie pushed him gently back
In his chair.
'Rush, Percy," he admonished;
"we're saving you from further crime.
You've been betraying n sacred trust
Percy, and we're removing temptation
"Yes," agreed J. Rufus, looking
dowu nt him sympathetically. "See
how well off you can be, In place of In
jail, where you belong, ton can go to
South America and lend a better nnd
more useful life. How much Is in the
"Just a minute," begged the new
trustee of the Lundy estate, nnd fin
ished counting the neat little packs of
big bills. "Fifty-six thousand six hun
dred odd. Jim."
"Give him $5,0C0 nnd the bag," gen
erously decided Wallingford.
"I'll have you crooks pinched!"
"Don't aggravate us, you cheap em
bezstler," scorned Wallingford. "Yon
can't Identify money.' and you can't
prove that we took (his. All you'll get
If you raise a holler is an investigation,
nnd any honest Jury would know that
you charged us with the theft In a fee
ble attempt to hide your own. They'd
souk you fifteen years. Why, we'd
fcelp send you over, yon hollow nutl
Give him $1,000. Blackie."
"Damn It. Wallingford"
"Three thousand. Blackie." And
Percy Hutch closed his lips tightly fm
fear he might say more.
"Do not be harsh. Jimmy." grinned
Blackie. He had been looking down
thoughtfully Into the bag. He look
out the Warden $0,000 uud wrapped
tho money In a newspaper; he took out
$10,000 for the expense fund and slip
ped It In his pocket; then he dropped
the steamer tickets In with what was
left "I prefer even money," he ex
plained. "Percy gets Onion's share.
Jim. I dou't like the missing heir's
work. It's rough stuff!"
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