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Show TILE IIEJf ALD-REPUBLICA- SALT LAKE CITY, UTAH, SUNDAY, MARCH 12, N, 1- BJ - lS3l WfiS 191G Pili Serialization by HUGH WEIR and JOE BRANDT Produced by the Universal Film Manufacturing Company and Shown Friday and Saturday at the Rex Theatre Copyright, 1015, by the Universal Film Manufacturing Co. IT ;iku5T- fr- :i R&;'1 - been attacked there must have been more than two persons present at the time. Mrs. Hall was hysterical and in the hands of a physician and trained nurse. he could supply no information, and the frightened sercants could When the coroner artell even less. rived an ambulance took possession of forward, his hand gripping Hall's arm Just in time to deflect the course of the bullet. For a moment the two men struggled, and then there was a second report and Hall sank to the floor without a word. Thompson stooped swiftly ever him. Hall was dead!" With a convulsive shudder Mrs. Hall dropped into a chair, covering her face with her hands. "What shall we do? What shall we do?" she moaned. "Justin, you have killed him." "He brought It on himself," said Thompson curtly. "It was his life or mine." He pranced swiftly about him. No one realized better than he the disastrous results if the true facts of the tragedy should be exposed. With a little cry, h stooped down, altered the position of Hall's body and then bent over th unconscious figure of Bruce straightened, the larnlgan. When he smoking revolver, which had done Hall "It la too bad you have to leave town. "Tea, and got it right," continued Can't you postpone your trip?" Itupert. is of head Kraft this "The Umlirtn. Dudley Larnigan. district attorney, a man Hall shook his head. "Impossible. by the name of Rupert Kruger my dear." He followed her Into the recatjs- - of hl fUht on the vie and liquor trust. I killed by a astent of Hall, the well known banker and bro- hall and thence into the dining room, where the two partook of a silent dina secret society, the commute of fif- ker. ner. Hall making no attempt to keep teen. The fiKht It contlnu-- d by his Stevens whistled lightly as Larnigan up a conversation, and his wife toyaton. Truce, who la e!rctel district reeled off this information, for the man ing with her food.. There was a ring Tom. Jlrure son. another and hy torney, him. was to the bell known at before they had finished, well Is in love with Dorothy Maiwcll, who Itrnl-jiu- i, and the butler appeared in the doorway, continued man "This Hall. father Is head of the Insurance truat- "Mr. Thompson." A mo -is supposed to be very wealthy announcing the district attorney, a dark, ment later and highly respectable. This much Is handsome man of middle age, followed Beventh Episode. In our favor, as he will never suspect the servant, shook Hall's hand and over that of Mrs. Hall. The thnt there Is any suspicion directed to- bowed of house watched the two master 'THE BUCKET SHOPS.' ward him, and we accordingly can sullenly, asthe he thought of the contents to an exter.t In the open that Is, of the anonymous note. nr A. M. AMI C. X. WILLI MOX, work "Sorry to have to lpave you two," we can undertake to Investigate the out. "And it is mighty good f he I.iahtntoC Conductor, Anthers Tt others In the rlns. but all the time keep of jerked to consent to act Th I,oe Itrtes" mnd "The you, Thompson, our yes open to whnt Hall Is doing. as my wife's escort thl3 evening while wae neartus? 1 o'clock and the edi- Wm must keep a ehadow on him day 1 am gone." He kissed his wife light- torial roorr-- s of the "Independent" and night and discover what connechad taken on their customary dally tion he makes and run them down. "Now, no matter what happens, we bustle and activity, ndltors. reporter bo careful to keep the source of 1 roust an elbowed Jostled and offlcw hoy our Information to secret, for a slip of each other In their hurry get things the tongue might reveal the whole sit"tinaer way." youTelegraph Instrument, tuned :p for uation, and that would probably spell the day' business, ter clicking away failure for us. With a few more words as to using while the droning cries of "copy" bethat caution Inrnlgan bade from the d"k9 many comtng: extraordinary gan but a eoupt of hours before ha. I been farewell to Stevens and hurried from the office, while the latter took up the empty. alhad more the immediate and pressing demands Jack Stevens, city editor, sheet mxxd business. of hi editorial up assignment ready r Bruce Liarnlgan's feverishly tossing body, and the young man was hurried to a police hospital, while the detectives continued their investigations at the Hall home. The next morning newspapers shrieked scare headlines at the crowds of early risers and displayed the grew-som- e accounts of the tragedy in heavy type. The prisoner had recovered consciousness and had been identified as Bruce L.arnigan. Further than this he had resolutely refused to commit himself or to give any details of what had Hia happened the previous night. friends of "The Independent," including iwi4 v ;: l; V - i ' -- v . ' 4 ; J " v-.- f - ' - - - -r- firv;x v-;ns. No v Jack Stevens, had been summoned, and tlon, eat huddled in a chair, with her the next issue of. "The Independent" eyes eagerly scanning the features of was expected to contain some sensa- each actor of the strange drama before now her. tional details. Contrary to general opinion, however, when the afternoon edition of the newspaper did appear there was little or no comment In reference to the case beas yond the bare outlines of events given by the police. Of the reasons leading up to the presence of Bruce Larnigan in the home of Rupert Hall nothing whatever was said and so the case dragged on until the day arrived for the trial. The case was placed In the hands of District Attorney Thompson for the was not at all state, and Thompsonname in the newsaverse to seeing his papers in frequent and emphatic interviews proclaiming his confidence in the result. He was certain of a quick verdict and one which would establish beyond doubt that Hall had met his death at the hands of Bruce Larnigan while the latter was trying to burglarize the house. Friends of Bruce kept strangely and silent. However, had the persistently movements of Jack Stevens been chronicled in the public press there is no doubt as to the interest which they would have aroused from the man in the street. Stevens, a born analyst of facts, had his own theories on the d case, and he was enough to know the kind of evidence that was necessary 'to support his theories in court. Therefore, when the day of the trial arrived he sought Bruce in his cell and clapped him heartily on the shoulders. "Don't worry, old pal!" he said, as Bruce glanced up wearily. "We'll have you out of this with flying colors or my name isn't Stvens!" "Do you mean it?" asked Bruce eagerly. "Mean it?" echoed Stevens, and he stopped and whispered a few sentences In the other's ears which brought a quick flush to his face. A crowd packed the court room and overflowed into the corridors. When the prisoner appeared, with slightly faltering step, due to his phj'sical weakness, but with a steady, unflinching eye as he met the hundreds of eyes turned to him, there was a general, restless movement of anticipation which it needed several moments for the court officials to subdue. The witnesses for the state were called in quick, steady succession and gave the conventional evidence as to the finding of the body, the discovery of the crime, and such details as had already been proclaimed in the newspapers. District Attorney Thompson apeared to regard the whole affair as more or less of a formality and examined his witnesses with the air of a man who is attending to a purely perfunctory detail. In a retired corner of the court room Mrs. Hall, so heavily veiled that she had escaped recogni- agile-witte- f' T r ; Each Episode Is Suggested by a Prominent Author Mtf,w..,r.aAi ; t-y-- r JV. o,'.4 .::: r'u;jr .y ;;t7V: .V- : vlVcc-:- r fr ". 'r m . . Ik . r.A." ".. ;. hl e Lar-nlira- n, drtt hop- - honeycombed with them." continued Iarnlsran. "and I am convinced from the uniform mmnncr in which they are all conducted that they are operated by a syndicate with ono common head." "Well, as to the last part of your statement I agree with you." added that from Stevens, "but It etrlke in whkh the clever fashion they have covered up their work It will prove mere than an ordinary reporter's Job to get anything on vultur. Now of someone If ww could only get of their victim the who has ben some we line to "tart mlcht have greed on" "We'll need no victim In thla particular Instance," broken In Larnigan. "I have th very person who can plve us th information we want. It's Kitty Ilfcckford, and If you'll let me use that phone for about five minutes I'll ret enough to start things a humming."" Without waiting f?r Ftevens to hand him the Instrument Ijirntgan took off the receiver and waa won talking to 1X; Uockford. who on several occasion had done om very clever amaparteur detective work ar.d who this Invcstlrntlon for fitted ticularly a In as much as her father had Trust. member of the Hraft After lci than five minutes' conversation Larntran hung up the receiver and turned to Ftevens with a cheery mile an he srld: Vtll, Tve got the dope all right." "The dlekn you ay!" eald Steven In delightful astonishment, for It seemed Impossible that Information of that nature could have been gotten la so short a ttn.e and from a woman. The city In tho ht-i- n bn hailed Reaching the street. the flrt taxi snd was soon being driven at good speed to the "Street," as the financial district Is known. He was In deep thought, for he felt that he had In hand a task that would call forth all of hi ability If he were to win against the cunning of the men who conducted the bucket shops. Hi knowledge of financial speculation and the district stood him In good steady, and ns the taxi sped alonj? he was running this knowledge over and over In his mind. One thing in particular stood out above all others and that was that Hall hnd never been seen about any of the places he had In mln'd and that accordingly. If the information given him was correct, tho man must transact his business In secret from his residence. Two hours later Bruce Larnigan found h!melf In possession of a group of facts which seemed to prove this theory, and he had learned also that Hall, who occupied a pretentious residence on Riverside Drive, was leaving the city late that night after a fashionable theatre party which he and his young wife were giving to some friends. When Bruce left the financial district his plans for the evening were definitely made. He would visit the Hall residence In the absence of the ownr and. If necessary, obtain a burglarious entrance in search of the evidence which so far had eluded any attempt at justice. Had Larnigan been able to witness a scene even then transpiring In the handsomely appointed library of the houie of Rupert Hall, perhaps he might have changed his plans for the even-lHall was pacing moodily up and down the floor. In Ills hand he held an anonymous note which had been left for him during the afternoon. It read: Watch your wife and Justin Thompson, th district attorney. They are In love with each other and tlilnk you are blind. .' A FRIEND. iUiifceased his resthj pacing with a muttered curse and slipped the crumpled note Into his pocket. There was a light step outside the door, and a young and beautiful weman In a ravcostume entered the ishing room. evening "Are you ready. Rupert?" she asked. Hall growled a surly affirmative as he glanced at his watch. His wife watched him with a little frown. n. ."' V A ' iY: ut - w '1jT iiiiffMM &n ui' fMW WAB t rr J Pr t - IH 1 c4e- I J -- iv and was engird In crnverfatlon Ith hia friend, Uru-LarnlKan, who dropped in to tlk over a matter that appealed to both mn. "Of ail thj forms of srraft." fald Is the "the one I most run under for women, hall grambllcg brokers of title offices, the euphonious but which are better known as 'bucket w ; uy -- t ' i - :.v'T' ; ps ly, nodded to the district attorney and swung out of the house. Hardly had the door Closed behind "him when Mrs. Hall hurried to the side of Justin Thompson. "Must we go to the theatre, Justin?" she asked. The man stroked her hair. "Not If yon don't wish It, darling. We can have a quiet evening here Just you and I." The two wandered into the and closed the door. library Two hours elapsed. The great house settled down to a shadowy silence, filling every space of the ground floor except a corner of the library, where Mrs. Hall and Justin Thompson had drawn their chairs close to an open fireplace. The servants had retired to an upper floor, and the couple were apparently absolutely alone. Suddenly Thompson leaned forward, listening In- to death, was clenched In the fingers Then, with a motion to the tently. woman at his side, he rose softly from of Larnigan. Thompson glanced down with a his chair and stole across the floor of smile about his thin lips. mocking the alcove In which they were sitting to your room," he direct"You go liand which was separated from the woman at his side. ' In the ed sobbing brary proper by heavy draperies. He a few minutes you are to rush downdrew these back softly and peered Into stairs, discover the and notify the other room. Before the private the police. Thcv willtragedy think that Hall a man crouchwas safe of Hall strange was shot by a burglar. The evidence ing. could not he more complete.' It was & credit to Thompson's es'But but what will happen to to Mrs. that no sound of surprise Hall swept a sudden him?" caped his lips. Again motioning Mrs. glance at Bruce. Hall back, he crept forward, dropping 'That rests Thompson shrugged. the draperies Into place behind him, with the court and jurv. Anyway, and grasped a heavy cane in the cor- there is no other wav out, unless you e ner. Three swift, steps, and want to see yourself disgraced and me his arm was poised above the crouch- sent to tho electric chair. ' He caught the woman in his arms, by the safe. The next secing figure cano ond the descended with brutal saw her stagger toward the stairway, force, and the dark figure of the In- and then, turning off the lights, he truder crumpled onto the floor, with a made his way to the front door and out smothered groan, the lamplight falling onto the street, pausing In the shadow the of the veranda to light a cigaret-Thupon the features and exposing match did not tremble in the strong, man. sturdy face of a well-bui- did young Justin Although Thompson slightest. prided not recoarnlze the features, they were himself on his steadyThompson nerves. dis11 those of Bruce But the o'clock when It was before trict attorney was given no time for the deskshortly at the precinct sergeant speculation. At almost the same In- police headquarters was startled by an stant as his blow Mrs. Hall, with her imperative call from the home of the The owner of curiosity mastering her caution, pulled wealthy Rupert Hall. aside the draperies. With a scream at the house had been shot, and the burthe sight which met her startled eyes, glar responsible for the tragedy had she sprang Into the room Just as the been caught In less than hall door was Jerked open, and an- twenty minutes two plain clothes men other actor appeared as part cf the were surveying the scene of the tragto reconstruct strange drama. It was her husband. edy and endeavoring "I thought so'" snapped Rupert Hall. what had happened. And then without a word his hand Bruce Larnigan was still insensible, flashed back to his pocket, and he was but beginning to struggle slowly and covering Thompson with a revolver. Incoherently back to consciousness. It And there was that on his face which was plain that he had been dealt a vio showed that he meant to shoot to kill. lent blow. But at whose hands? If Swiftly the district attorney bounded J he had 6hot Hall before he lUrnself had self-contr- self-inflicte- d. fear-distort- - :j and then Thompson Every darted a quick, curious glance in her direction as though fearful that her woman's hysteria might get the better of her calmer judgment, but if such were the case the forlorn in black gave no outward signs. figure It was not until the second day of the trial and the witnesses in rebuttal summoned by the defence were on the stand that the interest inplaced the case reached fever heat. At once it was apparent that the Larnigan counsel did not Intend that their client's interests should be Jeopardized without a serious struggle. The first witness was a physician who ranked among the leaders in his profession. Suddenly the spectators leaned forward in breathless excitement. The witness was saying, "There is no doubtabout it, your honor. It was physically impossible for the prisoner to have fired the fatal shot." "Why?" snapped Thompson, on his feet in a flash. "It is self evident. He was unconscious at the time and probably for some minutes previous. Certainly the dead man, did not knock him unconscious, and just as certainly the blow was not Find the man who struck Larnigan down from behind and you will have the murderer of Rupert Hall." The monotone of the court crier called the name of another physician. Dr. Jordan took the stand. "I have made some interesting experiments in connection with this case," Dr. Jordan began. "It is an established scientific fact, your honor, that in cases of violent death the pupil of the victim's eye very often retains a photographic impression of the assailant. Particularly Is this true in cases of violent emotion, where the brain is suddenly agitated just before the spark of life leaves the body. I have made certain plates of the retina of Rupert Hall's eyes, and they have been developed with marvelous results." He proAs duced some photographic prints. the counsel for Bruce Larnigan accepted them he addressed the court. "If you will allow us to call Mrs. Hall to the stand for a moment I fancy that she will be able to identify, these pictures which the eminent witness now on the stand has submitted." The judge nodded, and a few moments later the black-robe- d figure of the dead man's widow was led to the stand. The lawyer, without preamble, extended the photographic prints which he held. "Do you recognize these, madam?" Mrs. Hall hesitated, and her race paled. Then, her eyes were drawn as by a terrible magnet to the photographs in her lap. With a scream she sprang to her feet as the district attorney rushed to catch her fainting The next second he, likewise, form. crumpled into a chair for the face, staring at him from the weird pictures of the dad man's eyes, was his own. The evidence from beyond the, grave, the evidence on which his fertile brain had never reckoned, was shrieking out his guilt. "Arrest that man!" called the Larnigan lawyer, pointing to Justin Thompson. For a moment the district attorney glanced wildly about him and then as he saw that escape Avas Impossible he bowed his head. Nemesis had overtaken him. An hour later Bruce Larnigan, again a free man, stepped out of the forbidding building. Jack Stevens, at his side, hustled him into a waiting automobile as the crowd of curious spectators surged forward. "I told you I would get you out of this tangle with flying colors, old r?-y&w- zs iH 1 ed man!" he said. And Bruce pressed his hand. "What will be the next?" he asked as the two climbed into tho (Concluded next week.) wearily, car. Ar. ol rat-lik- X e lt red-hande- d. fcQ fIC AMMaME y i VPU .TWO .. -- rv i -- yqjminittxi'l tn,.i', whiiihOi'ii j minnifcifiniiiiiiiinninigMwaaMMrtiP |