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Show a. '- t BynopEis of Preceding Chapters. '"V f 'Tlio Groat Suit Lal-.o Mystery" is a ' L.'iiborative story founded upon a plot J ': ' George. Harris Donohuc. k Kb. Jindcach chapter su bseuuent to the Intro-fc-ttK -3n?tion lias in taken up by such well- jfcrtttn Salt Lakers as George A. Sheets. snfeA iSfcf of tlte Salt Lake detective bureau ; SiL -l arles I'ulvcr, a well-known cluo--ii1 ;,r.nn and former newspaper num. con-2 con-2 'iXtS cliuptcix III and IX: Joseph E. 'ttlne secretary of the Commercial club; ito'j Fowler, private secretary to Mayor f-iwnWord: Charles V. Worthlngton ;d- . ;Sins manager of tlio Kollu-O'Brlon mm Snf, K-Ssar A Rogers assistant city 8 ittomov. and Professor .lifni i5. Welch. nm-" rcmnunar giade supervisor ot thu bait fl' . !'Xuk "abllc schools. J 1 Ti'w'plot. as lmjyflr.cen by Mr. Dono-. Dono-. Jluii- presents Captain Anthony Marie, his Wo end nineloeii-y'ear-olu daughter - - ifi'iavc Captain Stark, retired mining and capitalist of Salt Lake City. - !wc find him reentered, with his family, fal Hi' St. Francis hotel In San Francisco, 'wlicic a few hours following his arrlvnl, iilto captiiin and his wife and daughter I kit found chloroformed, and the subse-(liucnt subse-(liucnt dl::cocrv I? made that $2".00o In ,rili and jewels valued u: S 10,0069 bclong-. bclong-. nc to Mrs Stark, all accreted in Captain 1 'Stark's trunk, had been stolen. A few I 'hour5 after" the robbery, Gladys Stark h dkuipca v airrl Fcignson Thorno of Salt Lnko aniv til the. St Francis. I ; Shirwlaus Anderson, the great invcstl-I invcstl-I 'Wtor assumes charge of the mystery and 1' 'Mints the linger of suspicion at Ferguson 1 I thorno. The discovery Is made that Cnp-1 Cnp-1 'Jain Stark1 home In Salt Lake City had 'len robbed but a short time after his 'jcrartun: and valuable papers stolen. il'liarlcs JJ. Remington, a former friend of i '-Thome and Stark, Is suspected of com-n com-n liDlfcItr- Marvelous Anderson is inter-ijT inter-ijT -viewed ly a mysterious priest, who lias "?JJ frhtvlonnlv returned a package of papers in Captain Stark A mysterious oountcr-'j oountcr-'j NrtoT Gladys Stark Is discovered in com- ;!nr with a mysterious stranger In the "' Bliniarck cafe by Anderson, who follows rltt il itifrtii to a notorious resort In Chinatown. m 'lCtcr Inter Marvelous Anderson dlscov-lbla dlscov-lbla M Vrs Thorno In the act of making confes- I- ilon lo the mysterious stranger and the tit j .beautiful woman Hint he committed the Stark burglary In order,' to rescue Glndys rani from the afield perilous predicament. . Smf- t Thome and Anderson form an alllnnce; thtf Investlsator Is cnught In a Chinatown ;UREB (trap and rescued by Thome; Cuptain jTOI- itar'it Is confronted by Anderson. Thorne NTS At Bd Glatlvs in the- St. Francis, where he 'HAMi 'J '0UIid conferring with the mysterious N'i"B Wanger and the beautiful woman. Mrs. ''j filark suddcnlj appears on the scene nnd kziands to know who the beautiful wom-iraml wom-iraml mysterious stranger are; Captain T3 Jurk falls in apoplectic lit; Anderson nt-iMTints nt-iMTints resuscitation, and while thus en-a en-a P3 !j!ascl Mth. Stark, Gladys, the mysterious Jtranccr and the beautiful woman vanish Imin the apartment. Anderson and " iThanie start In pursuit. Captain Stark UgjT ditcovL-rs he has lost his llrst marriage v-. nirtlncate. which Is believed by Manager ro Z. K iTSJa to be the key to the mystery. J'in chapter X. Miss Blanche Douglas mjjjjv . pjrficts an analogous creation, which is ! AN ORIGINAL STORY. -Mrs. Olive Havens, 1hr well-known -writer oE this eily, presents a stirring pen picture oi! Marvelous .Anderson in Chapter XH this, inorning. Old Alarv Anderson is certainly "up against it " and, it is no wouder the poor, man cannot sleep as regularly as he did before be-fore he became identified with the Great Salt. J.ake Mystery. However, How-ever, now that wc have another real de-tec-a-tivc introduced into the pl&i, we can readily gather that there will be something doing 'when Ave pick up the next chapter tomorrow, which will be written hy another prominent Salt Laker perfectly open to every person trying to solve the Mystery as it now appears In The Tribune-. Wo hnvo Manager Woods, Marvelous Anderson. Thorne. GIndvs, Captain Slark. The Mysterious Stranger. The Iicautlful Woman, nnd nil others Idont.luVd wills the Mystery In a position whore It !s seemingly Impossible to get them out. , Mr. Oscar X. Cox. who contributes Chapter XI. , connects the Beautirul "Woman "Wo-man as Ethel, the long lost daughter of Captain Stark. The discovery is made that Instead of having 'the money and jewels In his trunk Captain Slark had placed them In a hand aatchel which he had lost whllo enrouto from Oakland to 'Frisco. The mysterious Priest Is satisfactorily satis-factorily accounted for nnd he ip shown to have a hand In the robbery, h? Mysterious Mys-terious stranger turns out to be a Plnk-erton Plnk-erton detective. I CHAPTER XH. ! By Mrs. Olive Havens. As he realized that Ethel did not send Captain Slark the note received re-ceived just before leaving Salt Lake. Marvelous Anderson became be-came almost spellbound with the magnitude of the case, but realizing realiz-ing his power, he mentally vowed to find the priest and bring all the ingenuity of his profession to bear upon him and ascertain if possible what the priest knew about the theft of Captain Stark's money or in what way he was connected with the case. If Manager Woods had been talking with the priest such a short time before, he surely could not be very far away at that very moment. Now that the Stark family was practically reunited, Anderson was more determined than ever to find the jewels and money which Captain Stark had so thoughtlessly placed in his grip instead of in his trunk, as he had intended. - With a longing look at the beautiful beau-tiful girl whom CaptaiiiStark had acknowledged as his daughter, and a mute farewell to Gladys. Anderson Ander-son bowed himself out and hurriedly hur-riedly ran down Iho great marble stairway to the rotunda, where, ns he strode through the gay crowd of guests, the Great Investigator plainly heard the "chug-chug" of an automobile. In the meantime, after leaving the Stark apartmein. James Woods, manager of the St. Frauds, Frau-ds, called House Detective Holmes into his private office and proceeded pro-ceeded to outline a plan of action which would, in his mind, rapidly bring some light on the mystery which, instead of clearing, was' seemingl'- becoming more tangled every hour. "Now, sco here,' Holmes," beau Mr. Woods, "thero is inst. ono thing- .you will hnvo to do and that is get busy; tlicra is no use in your trailing around this nouso while wo liavo I'inkorton men and private investigators prowling around here apparently accomplishing nothing. "I want you to get n wiggle on and pick up some stray thread in this tan-glo tan-glo which ma' develop into something ot import when it is properly worked out " "Just a minute, if you please, " broke in Holmes, "I have already done, that very thing and as a matter of fact T was about to consult you on the matter mat-ter when you called me' into the office." "Well, what is it, man why don't you lull mo briefly what's on vouv mind instead of standing there looking 'wise' like all the other grcai detectives detec-tives who have been fishing around here for the past wools, " and Mr. Woods glared at his house man as though undecided whether or not he should fire him right then nnd there. With a coolness that was most provoking pro-voking to the usually calm manager nolmes began searching his pockets, finally bringing to light a silver cigarette cigar-ette case which ho handed mechanically mechanic-ally to Mr? Woods, with tho laconic remark: "Just, tako a look at tho initials in-itials on this case. Mr. Woods, and sec what you think of' them." Scrutinizing the polished surface of the cigarotto case, Woods discovered tho initials, "('. D. B." artistically engraved en-graved on tho upper corner, and turning turn-ing to Holmes asked wonderingh: " 'C. D. It..' who iho dickens js C. D. lv., and what bearing has this on tho possible solution of tho Stark case?" "Half an hour ago," answered Holmes, as ho seated himself sideways on the edge of Mr. Woods' desk, wTed, who, you know, is 111 cliargo of the buffet, served a man with a pint of champagne. Tod declares he had seen this man hero in company with Thome a couple of iluys ago, and when he left the bar he left this cigarette case. "You know," continued Holmes, "thero is one man in this poculiar mix-up mix-up who has never as yot, been satisfactorily satis-factorily accounted for, and that man is Charles D. ltomington. This case bears tho initials V. D. lv'., and T am taking it for granted that tho man in the bar this evening was none other than the man for whom Anderson has boon on the lookout for the pnsl. weelc." "Well, that niav bo right." answered Woods, thoughtfully; "but if Remington Reming-ton is directly connected with tho Stark robbery I cannot for tho life of me understand how he would have the temerity te-merity to como in this hotel, whore he would bo apt to run across Anderson at any moment.'' "Thai's another matter, Mr. Woods, with which you arc not much acquainted," acquaint-ed," said Ifoliiics, "Wre arc not dealing deal-ing with ordinary peoplo in this. mystery, mys-tery, and it inny'be that Remington is quietly giving iis all tlio lnugh simply because he has nothing to fear." "Well, I think you had better take a little run over lo Snll Lnke City on your own account, Holmes," roturned 'Mr. Woods. "You go over there without with-out letting Anderson or anyone else know where you lire headed for. You look flie ground over in Salt Lake, find out what you can of Remington, and see if you can discover why it is that Caplafn Stark has maintained a silence during all theso years regarding regard-ing his first marriage. "Get something on the early life history his-tory of Gladys Stark, and find what voti can of Tfiornc and his standing in "his home town. Vou had bolter start your investigation at the Commercial club; see .Joe Caine, lie's the secretary, secre-tary, and he will 'put you right ' on anything you ask. if you use my name. Go ahead, yon just have time in cntch tho train, and lei me hear from you bv wire the moment you discover anything any-thing tangible." 4 As Woods and Holmes left the pri-vatc pri-vatc office they encountered Investigator Investi-gator Anderson" passing through I he ' -lobby. Anderson looked worried nnd meveJv nodded to t ho hotel manager and house detective as ho hurried through lite doorway. "This is tilie liral time 1 ever knew Anderson to go wrong on a mystery," Tiiused Mr. Woods; "but I guess ho has his head and hands full with this proposition, which, believe me, .limmy. Old Son, I wish it was all ovur," mid. 1 timing abruptly on his heel, he disappeared dis-appeared into an elevator and went shooting up lo the top of tho big holol. Anderson reached the sidewalk just hi lime lo sic a toiuiiiL' car Jeac the curb with the man whom he had supposed to be the priest sealid beside tho chauffeur. Rushing out. Marvelous Anderson bounded into another machine which happened to be standing in f'ronl of the Sjt. Francis, and directed the driver to start in puraiit of the other car. Down the main streets, over the boulevard and out into beautiful Golden Gate park they went. The magnificent machine sc-mod lo have wings, so si-lenity si-lenity and so swiftly did it make its way through the beautiful driveway of I he park. The chaufl'eur did not attempt to draw alongside or even overtake the machine in advance, but deftly kept far enough in the, rear that the priest would not re;ili7.o ho was being followed. Tho driver slowed down and stopped near a lovely and intricate maize, located lo-cated in ii father secluded section of the big park. Marvelous Anderson anchored his machine ma-chine and leaped to Iho ground, following fol-lowing in the wake of his man, being very careful In keep the foliage of the plants botween himself nnd the wily priesl, and as ho turned lo watch the departing machine, steppod behind u bush whoro his body was entirely concealed, con-cealed, but he could, through the delicate deli-cate foliage, detect Iho other's move-, meals and noted that he entered the beautiful garlanded portal of the maize. Waiting until he was sure his man had disappeared, Anderson quietly made his wa to the place where tho priest had entered, and knowing Iho subtle and intricate windings of this famous maize ho cautiously advanced. After following, it seemed to him. in his anxict, miles of (he beautiful pathwav, his trained ear detected a faint murmur of voices. Cautiously he advanced, at. Inst reaching n place whcre he could easily distinguish the conversation conver-sation being carried on by two peoplo and, what was his great astonishment, to hear the strained, unnatural voice of a woman distinctly through the leafy walls of the maize, saying: "Traitor! you have betrayed mo; you have not brought the jewels or 'the money as you promised, and you know they are mino by rights. Am 1 to be cheated of my lawful rights 7 "Is Captain Stark to have money, jewels, luxury, friends arid loving coin-! panions, while I have nothing and am buffeted about like a fugitive from justice'.' Oh, God. is there no right? is there no justice? " "And vou speak of right and ins-tice ins-tice " It is now the heaving voice of a man thnt penetrates Iho car of Marvelous Mar-velous Anderson. At this point the voices seemed to grow more indistinct and in his anxiety to catch every word he. for a moment, forgot and inndo a false move which seemed to alarm the speakers, for they ceased talking and moved away. Waiting a moment, Anderson cautiously cau-tiously moved ahead. On his fear of losing track of Iho mysterious priest and his companion, the Investigator quickened his paco and finally broke into a run, vet treading gently so that his step might not be heard by the pursued, and out. around and around, through this labyrinth of lonty paths, ho ran, his breath coming faster and faster, until ho folt his heart beating as though with a sledgo hammer like insistency. Will ho never come up lo thorn? Will he never be able to extricate himself from this wonderful maize? Just as the Investigator focls that ho is baffled he sees a light ahead and hears voices. Now he will have them. Tho mysterious mys-terious priest shall bo captured, the woman who has exclaimed "3'ou traitor!" trai-tor!" shall bo identified. Ho makes one supremo offort. plunges towards the lights and emerges from the portal of the maize and confronts Gladys Stark leaning upon the arm of Charles D. Remington. Xotc Mrs. Havens has certainly reached a remarkable conclusion in her chapter this morning. Marvelous Anderson, An-derson, intrepid sleuth thai he vjs, is certainly having his hands full' and wo can Well imagine his feelings when he discovers himself face to face with Gladys Stark and Charles D. Reining-tou, Reining-tou, "when he was quite sure Gladys was, or at least, ought to be, some place else. How did he happen to recognize Charles D. Remington? Hut, again, il is quite obvious that after all the Great Investigator must have something "up his slcovo" which wo have not discovered discov-ered as yet, and chances arc wo will learn all ahout it tomorrow, when another an-other well-known Salt linker will present pre-sent his deduction of tho Gre.it Salt Lake M.ystery for your consideration. |
