He grasped the bundle of telegrams and lone papers on the pad, and motioned for the trembling boy to lock it.
Then, darting back into the ante-room, he dashed off two telegrams, the first addressed to his secret partner at Cheyenne, and the other to his wife in fact, but not name, "Miss Alice Worthington, Palace Hotel, Tacoma." "Not a word of this to any one; I'll pay you," said Ferris, as he stuffed the papers in his pocket and rang for a telegraph boy.
"Come in, now, and tell your story--all but this!" Holding the shivering lad while he sent a brace of messengers for the detective chief and the Fidelity Company's expert, Arthur Ferris muttered, "Is it murder or a daring robbery?
Is it flight?
Has he discovered his rights and robbed Peter to pay Paul?
Old Hugh must come, and until then, silence!" When the noonday sun burned down upon Manhattan Island, a thousand offices had received the message: "Look out for Randall Clayton, absconding cashier of the Western Trading Company.

Age 28, height 5 feet 11 inches; gray eyes, brown hair, well built, weight about 170; speaks French and some German; born Detroit; slight Western accent.

Missing since Saturday noon, July 2, with $150,000 currency and $100,000 endorsed cheques.

Watch all trains and steamers.

Photographs by mail to-morrow.