Washington Post, The (Newspaper) - July 20, 1913, Washington, District Of Columbia
THE WASHINGTON POST: SUNDAY, JULY 20, 1913. The Noteworthy Adventures of "Solid Ivory" Tierney jnr A. XOROSO. THE private detective agency of James Tierney, sneertngly re- ferred to by the police as "Sorehead Tierney, came upon anxious days there stepped from the Mauretania one Arthur Kvelyn Forrester Mr. Forrester, of course, came over first class, with abundant luggage and a man- servant, whom catted Jorkins, Tall, with a drooping blond mustache, square shoulders, and dressed in the pre- vailing baggy style of the day Jn London, Mr. Forrester passed easily as -the typi- cal, -well-to-do, well-fed English gentle- man Scotland Yard had flashed the news of Mr. Forrester's departure from England to police headquarters in New York, and headquarters had informed those private detective agencies employed downtown to guard the great wealth Of money and art treasures gathered by the prosperous of Wall street Mr Forrester made a .straight and hon- est declaration of all the dutiable goods in his possession tipped the stewards hand- somely, and ordered Jorkins to look after his bags and trunks Detective Tames Tierney was an the pier TV hen the giant liner was warped Into her berth Kelley and Ryan, of his staff, alao. were on the receptioix committee They would shadow Mr Forrester, taking turns at the task -Uso, installed at the Plaza Hotel were two very able sleuths, who the hotel livery, and who would ac- cept Mr Forrester's tips as they kept tneir upon him Jim Tierney looked over his man and whispered the one expressive word to 'Class Mr Forrester certainly had class. If his keen blue eyes picked out the detectives In the crowd, he did not seem to be either or worried thereby One of the Rler attendants hailed a taxieab for hhn. First Call at a. Bank. "Stop by the Ymbrose National Bank. Wall and William Tierney heard him direct his chauffuer. A whispered word from Tierney, and Kelley darted through the crowd on the pier to West street. Jumped Into a ma- rhlne and made a good start on the Forrester taxi for the bank named Tier- nev and Hj an took another machine, and followed their as the person investigation called these days. 's mind was busy conjecturing the reason for this trip to New York by Forrester Xo tiaoe had been secured of the famous Moma Lisa by da Vin- ci stolen from the Louvre Remember- ing the skill xvith which Forrester had once brought about the discovery of a stolen Gainsborough and the payment of the ransom Tiernev thought tt not Im- probable that Forrester had come to New Tork to negotiate for the sale of the stolen Mona Lisa But that was only a theory Jim Tier- nej b business was to keep in touch with the gentleman from England, 'and whether he camp to steal or to sell stolen goods, 1t was Tierney's duty to be read} to on him when he made a move that smacked of the criminal Tiernev was thus racking his noggin the cab ahead stopped at the Am- brose National Bank. Kellev was already there Tierney and joined him In the little throng of patrons, and the three kept close to their man Forrester asked for the cashier and presented a letter of Introduction He then opened an account with a fat let- ter of credit and sterling He ashed for and received In crisp, clean Amer- ican certificates, pleasantly, slip- ped his deposit book In his pocket, said "Fine and returned to his taxi. He paused beside the machine, strok- ing his mustache and looking with In- terest at the crowds and then up at the tall buildings 'Take me to the Hotel he said, stepping into the taxi Twenty-third street the chauffeur made his course up Fifth avenue, crowd- ed with splendid motors and carriages If Mr Forrester knew that his taxi was being followed, he did not bother himself about the matter He seemed to enjoy the parade of the rich Immensely, and frequently turned to take a second glance at some more than ordinarily handsome woman. At the Plaza he waited until the door of the taxi was thrown open by the chauffeur, paid the man and tipped him, and entered, going: directly to the reels- try desk "I'm Mr London, he said in- a pleasant drawl to'the chief clerk. "I ordered bedroom, reception room, and bawth by wireless. Has my man, Jorkins, appeared with the lug- gage' Yes? Thank you. I shall go di- rectly to my rooms A boy fairly plastered with brass but- tons escorted Mr Forrester to hla on the twelfth floor, as James Tierney and his assistants, Kelley and Ryan, took another elevator to the eleventh floor and entered a room In the center of this room two men were seated at a table with their ears cupped with little circles of gutta percha connected to green-covered telephone wires. Before each was a pad of paper and many pencils well sharpened. There were two other receivers Idle. Tierney picked up one and handed the other to Kelley. They listened in silence to the record of the dictograph. The Dictograph at Work. The stenographers employed by Tier- ney to take down the record of dicto- graph picked up their pencils as they heard through the instrument the opening and closing of a door In the above. "Well, they heard a voice speak "Yes, sir "The luggage all Rir." "Have they given you a comfortable room'" "Very good, sir "You may unpack my afternoon clothes: I shall dress for luach." "Very well, sir." The telephone in the suite above Voice at telephone: "Well' Yes, this is Mr. Forreater. What did you say, please? Just repeat it Oh, yes. Ha, ha. Very good. Just as you say. Yes, that's quite satisfac- tory to me, y'know. Jollf day, isn't HJ Thanks; good-by Tierney signaled to Kelley. "Hop downstairs and get the number that called up! Quick! If the girt Hs- tened to the conversation, get It out of her Find out whether it was a man or woman talking to Forrester." Kelley was out of the room in a, flaafe. Voices from the dictograph: "You asked me to get you a Times, sir Here it Is." "Thanks." Through the wires, Jorkins could be heard opening and closing drawers and doors as he arranged his employer's wardrobe. Forrester must have taken a seat very close to the dictograph plate, for the listeners below heard him click a silver cigarette case tight and scratch a match. They heard the newspaper rattle as he straightened it The men around the table below -wait- ed patiently They heard a chuckle of laughter and then another. Something In the Times had amused Mr. Forrester. 'Pon my word, what silly fellows they must be, these American they heard him say finally. "The idea of people allowing themselves to be taken- in so easily. The dictograph' 'Pou my word, I say. It is ridiculous. Ha, ha'" Tierney grinned as he listened. Forrester stifled his mirth, and the absence of voices from the suite above told Tierney and his associates that he was interested in the day's news. Tiernay's Wrath Kelley returned from the telephone operator's board. "The call was from a booth In the ho- he told his chief. "A handsomely dressed woman was the party. She came in a machine and went away immedi- ately." "Did you get a chance to lamp asked Tierney "No, she waa gone The girl says' she is a stunner, young, beautiful, big pic- ture hat, hobble, diamonds, and all that." Voices from dictograph "JorkSns, go over my linen carefully and see that my evening clothes are all right "There s plenty of linen, sir." "And fsctetrr fat rbjejBX-a-rzte. V 'n .t'tiVAf Kelley mounted his ihoulders for a swift glance at the reception room of Mr. Forrester. "Yes, -guv'nor." "Beware the dictograph. Ha, ha! Be- e-e-ware of the dictograph, Jorkins." "In that guy joshing Tierney de- manded of his lieutenant, Kelley. Kelley held UP a warning flnger. "I Heard the door open and close." They held the .gutta-percha cups close to their skulls. "D'yuh get whispered Tierney. "There's a third party In the room. Ltsten The 33oor again. "Some one else has entered." But the dictograph recorded no voices. That the Instrument was working and working finely was evident from the fact that the noises made by those moving about the suite above were distinct' Occasionally would come In the most tantalizing manner possible the dry, cyn- ical laughter of Forrester, but not a word was spoken. Tierney's wrath grew gradually to the point of explosion. He waited in vain Tor a, word of the conversation that might be in progress above. Finally he tore off the receiver and left the table he said to Kelley. Foiled by Covered Transom. In the corridor he whispered to his aid: "We gotta see what kind of steer we're up against That guy Is putting one over on us. I feel It in my 'bones. He's either grot some device putting the dictograph on the. bum tie's doing all his talking with pencil _and paper. Now, when, we pass his rooms, you jump on Jny shoul- ders, and get a quick glimpse, slide down, and we'll moiey for the stairs and back down here. Yiuh got "Right." I They hurried over the heavily-carpeted floor of the corridor and slipped upstalra. Tierney clasped his hands stlrrupwise behind him, and Kellev mounted his shoulders for a swift glance at the re- ception room of Mr Forrester. In a second or two he waa back on the soft carpet of the corridor. The two de- tectives hurried to the floor below. "Well, what did you aeer" demanded Tierney when they in their own apartment. "Nothing." "Either the inside of the transom glass is covered with a white curtain or it is soaped." Tierney's men able to get traoe of the two male visUoVa to suite of Mr. Fomrirttr In the who had called at the hotel, hut whx> had con- tented herself with telephoning Forrester from one of the public booths, was still to be found; Kelley and, Ryan entered Tierney's office In a downtown skyscraper to re- port personally. "We got the two Forrester callers said Kelley, -who spoke for himself and Ryan. "One of 'em lives at the Cumberland and the other one at the Allcroft. One seems to be a Can- adian and maybe the other ona Is from Australia. They're both English, any- how, and we can't place 'em as crooks "What do they do for their living? How do they get the kale'" asked Tier- ney "Both work downtown In re- plied Kelley grunted Tierney "One of 'em's a bank messenger for the Ambrose added Ryan exclaimed Tierney. "That's the bank Forrester put his money In the day he arrived "We're keeping a shadow on Forres- ter, reported Kelley. "He hangs around the stock brokers' offices and seems to be gambling in the street. He goes to the bank every day and puts In or draws out, according to the way his luck runs." The Dictograph Fails. "Gimme the last distograph ordered Tierney. Kelley handed him a dozen sheets of typewritten manuscript. "Bonehead" Tierney read every line with gathering disgust and scorn. "It's a grand report and a great help- to Jim he said with a snort of anger. "Here it says that Mr Forrester asks Jorkins for his gray vest and his striped pants and that Mr. Forrester would like to have his walking 'stick of English ash." Tierney laid the sheets of paper on his desk and threw his heels up beside them He pulled savagely at the butt of a ci- gar. "If he knows there's a dictograph transmitter in his rooms, why don't he just cut the wires and let it go at asked Kelley of Ms chief. "Because he ain't any ordinary replied Tierney. "He fs a regular gentle- man and he's got brains. If he mon- keyed with the dictograph we'd know It and it would be evidence that he had something to hide. As It Is, he acts just as Innocent as a presidential candidate." "I can't dope said Kelley, wagging his head sadly. "If he's clever enough to get along without cutting the dictograph Tierney declared. "I'm pretty sure he wouldn't carry on a conversation by us- ing pencil and paper. That would be dangerous." Forrester had been In New York two weeks when this report was made to Tierney. He had done nothing that would give the detectives reason to believe that he was planning a criminal operation, and Tierney's two men in the livery of the Plaza could only report that he was living the usual life of a man with money, who killed time by playing the market In the day and loafing about In the evenings. By means of a pass key they had en- tered the Forrester suite a number of times, while Jorkins and his master were away, and they had found no scrap of paper that gave any clew as to the occa- sion for Forrester's visit to New York, nor did they find any trace of paper having been burned. The transmitter, a round disk three Inches in diameter by a half inch in thickness, was found within the clock on the mantel, where It had been originally placed by Tierney. It had not been tam- pered with and worked perfectly under every test. Tierney pondered the mystery of the unreliable dictograph until he finally ad- mitted himself beaten. he said, pulling himself to his feet, "you and Ryan just keep shad- owing Forrester. Keep them two men In the hotel close to the job also, and have another man assigned to shadow Jor- kins I'm gonna go back to old detective methods. What's the name of this guy who works in the Ambrose National "James replied Kelley Tierney straightened out his coat, picked up nis derby, andrstarted for the door "Get back to your he ordered the two men as he for the street. "I'm gonna get busy." In ten minutes he was in the private office of President Harding, of the bank where Harrison was employed. "Well, inquired Mr. Hard- ing, pleasantly. "You got a man employed by the name of asked Tierney promptly. "Yes." "What's his "He is both clerk and messenger. We use him to accompany Mr. Bronson when the latter is sent to other banks "to get cash for us Mr Bronson has been with us a quarter of a century, and Is getting on in years We can trust him with any we send Harrison along as a guard in case of trouble or in case he should fall ill "How long have you had HarrlsonT" "About a year seems all right, and had good recommendations." "Does old man Bronson carry very large sums between banks'" "Next w eek he probably will be for In cash for us in the matter of the purchase of some first-class bonds we said Mr Harding "One hundred thousand dollars casht" asked Tierney "Yes." "What day next "Wednesday." Tierney Weaves Bis Net. Ryan, Kelley: Maxwell, and Martin, four of Tierney's huskies, entered hie of- fice, hat in hand. Tierney left ,hts chair and sat on the edge of his desk, swinging one leg and leaning over with his elbow on thigh as he looked them over "If the old man mistaken, there's going to be something doing In a little he said, (lowly, twisting his cigar far into a corner of his mouth. "Now, I want yuh to listen." The four men nodded. "This ain't no case for around with a dictograph what won't work when you want it to he said. "We want old-fashioned, work. Thia guy Forrester is a regular fellow in the crook line. He ain't going to do any at the coarse work In thle job, but he's going to have his thick-necks do that and turn pver the money to him for ipllt. D'yuh get me'" The four nodded "There's an old Methuselah going oat from the Ambrose National Bank today to collect In cold he went on. "The gent what Is the president of the bank sends along with him a young- er man to protect him That young man knows Forrester. When the old whiskers has got all this money in his handbag the young gent is going to choke the gizzard out of him, grab the coin, and hop into a taxi that will run alongside the one the bank hires. Got All the Lines Laid. "t said the four in chorus "The young guy has a chauffeur for a Tierney resumed "There ain't been a big taxicab robbery pulled off in six months, but the last one was so easy that I feel sure somebody is go- Ing to take a chance for this big wad to- day Now, I've got all the lines laid to land the bunch that tries to pull off this one, and we want to be sure to get For- rester He's the one we want most, for he plans the big jobs When the yoiing guy sticks a gag in the face of old whiskers and makes a break for the get- away with the money, we'll be around with a 60 horsepower closed car to fol- low." Tierney reached into a drawer of his desk, picked up a billy and a pistol, and stuck them in handy corners of his clothes. "You fellows heeled'" he asked .They smiled as if the question were superfluous, and then the five men left the ofnce and piled into a machine at the curb. It was 11 o'clock when old Bronson, with his empty grip, stepped into a taxi In front of his bank, with Harrison fol- lowing As the taxi got away, a long, low-hooded, underslung machine swung behind it from William street and fol- lowed west on Wall The taxi pulled up at the Eagle Na- tional Bank, and Bronson and his young escort entered the Institution, in a minutes they returned to proceed to the Attme National Bank. In a radius of flve blocks, making up the heart of the business section of New York, the old bank messenger collected and or- dered the chauffeur to return to the Am- brose National At Barclay street, the taxi stopped for a second and Harrison jumped from It, carrying a big handbag He hopped into a machine alongside, as the low-hooded car moved up. In the taxi, old man Bronson lay stunned by a blow on the head Harrison's new chauffeur was as skill- ful as he was bold. His machine jumped into the tangle of traffic and ffcMr ped through It. He jockeyed otear of the heavy vehicular traffic ttntU he reached West street, when turned north In a few minutes thle car the low-hooded car following were qpnrs- I ing up West street at dangerous apeod. Mounted policemen were dltitaftoed, and record time waa made to the-naw Pennsylvania station. Aa the machines pulled op, ftre oapre piled from the pursuing of them (Ryan) jumped to the running board of the first car ae Harrison: left it. Ryan flashed a pistol, and held the chauffeur helpless in hia aeat.
Publication: Washington Post
Location: Washington, District Of Columbia
Issue Date: July 20, 1913