Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, December 11, 1913, Page 2

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All meal, grits. sugar, rice, etc., in new sanitary rat, roach and fly proof bins, Come, inspect, trade- D. B. DICKSON As usual the demand is way ahead of the supply Reccived a car load of six Ford Touring cars last week, all of which have been sold and delivered. Have another car load on the road, which should reach here not later than Dec. 6th. and some of these are already sold, so if you want one, etbter not wait for them to arrive before placing your order, but place it today, od you may have to wait for next shipment, or possi- bly the next, as we cannot begin to get them fast enough to supply the demand. THE. LARELIND FUTCKCEILE KD SUFFLY CO. LAKELAND,FLA. were not doing so already. After this 'he sensed that Callis moved away iI!l'om him, and he remained standing, as sodden as a drowned man, while | . | masculine !second he was sure of it. \ | dage?” f.amczueeé ca==NE 8YNOPSIS. Book I. CHAPTER I-Rudolph Van Vechten, a young man of leisure, 1s astomished to 8eo & man enter No, 1313, a house across the street from the Powhatan club. The house has lbng been unoccupied and is ! spoken of as the House of Mystery. { [ CHAPTER II—Several persons at regu- lar intervals enter No. 1313 CHAPTER III-Van Vechten expresses | concern to his friend, Tom Phinney, re- garding the whereabouts of his cousin and fiancee, Paige Carew. A fashionably attiied woman {is seen to enter the House of Mystery. A man is forcibly ejected from the house. Van Vechten and Tom nt)llov{ the man and find him dead in the stree! CHAPTER IV—Van Vechten is attract- ed by the face of a girl in the crowd of onlookers surrounding the body. Later he discovers the girl gazing at him with a look of scorn from the windows of the mysterious house. The young man shrugged his shoul- ders.' “Sit down,” he curtly bade, re- suming the seat he had occupied ear- lier in the day, while Mr. Flint sank into the one lately occupied by Tom Phinney. “If you can make anything Miss Jessie did not answer this question. It seemed to Tom that a number of people had crowded into the hall during this brief colloquy. He heard a rustling of feminine dresses and excited feminine whisper- ings, denoting that at least two wom- en were talking nearby. Then Callis commanded the other two of his cap- tors to “hold him tight,” as if they the water trickled from his clothes | -and onto the floor. Manifestly he was being made the 'subject of quite a lively debate, which came to a sudden end when Callis ad- : dressed him. “Say, you, who are you? What's ! your name?” “Damn you!” leaped hotly from : Toms lips. “Free my hands and I'll | print it on your face, you dog!” “Here! None of that!” another ! voice warned sharply. “There are ladies here.” “They're in deuced poor company,” | snarled Tom. “Gag him,” Callis briefly command- ed. “Here, take this.” But there was an interruption. Tom heard a girl's voice—not Jessie's, who- ever Jessie might be, but one infinite- ly sweeter, say: “Wait.” The request was made composedly. And then Tom fancied that the eweet voice's owner was approaching him. Next “Will you not tell us who you are | and why you were following Mr. Callis?” Tom's sole concern at that moment was a profound regret that he could not see the speaker. Her voice was 8o sweet, so soft and well-bred, that he knew she must be beautiful. “I would be only too glad to tell you,” Tom returned, “if it would not at the eame time give so' o satisfac- tion to the thugs and " v erocks who are present. Plea: N in the circumstances.’ | There was a sile al gasp from the * “It can't be! in a whisver with astor’ It did © what st “But i also in me?-- No repl; further specci fng voice. In tion of her skii that signified grace carriage; in the faint grance of her presence subtle that rose to his head with ( intoxication of ether. She had left | him. He heard Jessie, in a subdued voice, ask: “What did he say to you?” Whether or not the other girl re- | sponded he did not know. The situa- tion was brought to an abrupt close by the man called Callis. “Take him upstairs,” that worthy gruffly ordered—"the front room. You may take off the bandage after he's in the dark. Tie his feet with it. And make sure his hands are good and fast.” He was being pushec forward again. He stumbled against the bot- tom step, was rudely jerked to his feet, and then propelled upward. “There is no use being so rough,” he heard the sweeter-voiced girl cry, with a note of indignation. “Mr. Cal- lis, tell (hose men to be more gentle.” After this the ascent of the stairs was made easier. Up tv'o flights went captive and captors. Presently a door was opened, and under the im- petus of a violent shove Tom went sprawling to the floor. The bandage was whipped from his eyes, and his ankle deftly bound. The rough tumble hurt and dazed him. Dimly he heard the door shut, THE EVENING TELEGRAM, LAKELAND, FLA., DEC. ! marketed, | manded prodigious physical strength 11, 1913. e |- e <4 ‘and tha citek of a bolt dropping into its socket. Then—stillness and darkness of the _ tomb, | BOOK Il The Carew Case. | CHAPTER |I. \ s ' The Man of Iron, 154 Whoever it was that dubbed Theo- ! dore Van Vechten the “Man of Iron,” he displayed a pretty wit. For the phrase was descriptive of the man, both figuratively and literally. His offices were in New Street, just off of Wall, and quite close to the Stock Exchange; a location unrivaled for his purposes, which were both tremendous and infinitely various. Ha has also been likened to a fat spider lurking in the midst of his web, the filaments of which radiate in all di- rections throughout the wcontiguous territory, and every one of them guiding a steady stream of gold into the Van Vechten coffers. Theodore Van Vechten Power, There was, first of all, the prestige of the enormous Van Vechten for- tune; and then the regulation and su- pervision of all the money, stocks and bonds within rifle shot of his office; which is to say, the entire country, for even the United States sub-treas- ury—its parent also for that mat- ter—is not excluded from this sweep- ing statement. As head of the Consolidated I\Ietals Company, he was a shining target for the United States Attorney-General— and, it is no doubt needless to add, | an invulnerable target. There was not | a metal article manufactured and | from a pin or a wire ! clothesline to a locomotive, motor-car | or battleship, that did nct contribute ' along one or another of the web's fila- ments to the aforementioned Van | Vechten fortune. Hence, literally, he | was the “Man of Iron.” He was a big man physically as well as mentally, which was as it should have been. His activity de- typified and vitality, and these two factors in his make-up, together with an inflex- fble will, showed never so advanta. geously as in his habitual reserve, his steady, unswerving eelf-assurance, which made obstacles of no more im- portance than so many sheets of pa- per opposed to a speeding bullet. As for his personal appearance, its general effect was one of iron gray- ness: the smooth-shaven lipe were a | straight, thin, uncompromising line that scarcely moved even when he spoke; the bare chin was square, mas- sive, iron.like, and the closely trimmed gray “sideboards” were well- | 'nigh eclipsed by these more salient | features. His eyes, under a thatch of gray brows, were simply a metallic . glitter beyond whose surface no man had ever seen. His moments of weak- ness, if he had any, would have been another man’s strength, There was only one person who had ! j ever been wholly at ease in this man'’s cc—his nephew, Rudolph Van Of the hundreds who came ¢t out of the New Street ¢1ng man alone seemed i3 of the fact, or indif- ‘at Theodore Van Vech- | t to utter the word, and + extinguished. | paid his uncle a visit on oy afternoon that Tom Phin- was cruising around Long Island wund in his friend’s catboat. He enter the inner shrine, and of course found his uncle busy. The cir- cumstance was pointed out to him, Rudolph ignured the other two men present., “l see that you are,” he retorted carelessly, “and I am sorry that I have to intrude engaged, you idiotic to wait. through.” The forceful regard rested pointed- ly upon the young man's monogramed But you always are know, and it would be I'll hurry up and get cigaretie. Unmoved, Rudolph flipped it away. “Pardon me,” he said; “I forgot your aversion. I came to see you about Paige.” Perhiiys ten seconds it was that Mr, Van Vechten considered. Then— “Caa you take dinner with me?” “Ho'nfl?" “Yes Tlu:. was an invitation which aay one of New York’s industrial captaing wouid have coveted. Nevertheless Rud n,n hesitated. Mentally, he ran over his engas nts. 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