Record and Chronicle. (Denton, Tex.), Vol. 10, No. 46, Ed. 1 Wednesday, October 6, 1909 Page: 2 of 4
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smith shop, where it is
paired.”
I laid down my knitting then and
looked at him.
“And Halsey?” I managed to say.
'We are going to exchange infor-
mation,'' he said. “I am going to tell
you that, when you tell me what you
picked up in the tulip bed.”
We looked steadily at each other; it
was not an unfriendly stare; we were
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Hunt's Lightning Oil is up an 1
doing all the time. It cure* your
aches, pains, cuts, burns and bruts
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your misery and feel it disappear
Hicks’ Caputtlne Cures Sick Head-
ache, also nervous headache, travel
ere* headache and aches from grip
stomach troubles or female troubles
Try Capudine—it’s II
immediately. Sold by t
for Senator Bailey.
Railroad Commissioner O. B. Col-
quitt—Against submission, against
statewide prohibition and for Sena-
tor Bailey
These, he says, are actually in the
race. Gus Shaw of Bowie, Wells of
Bells and such other early birds are,
he says, lost sight of. It would seem
that most anybody, whatever his po-
litical complexion, might get suited
out of that five. Efforts seem to "be
futile to head off the question of
state-wide prohibition and tne indi-*1
cations now are that one of the ex-
tremes—-either for or against—will
have the call.
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dollar motorcar.”
“I was just coming to that,” he
said. "You will find it about 30 miles
away, at Andrews Station, in a black- I
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by mail (to advaaea)
JOHN IL WALSH’S FIVE-YEAR
SENTENCE IS AFFIRMED
John R Walsh, the Chicago bank-
er who was convicted of misappli-
cation of his hank's funds, must go
to the penitentiary to serve a five-
year sentence, according to a decis-
ion in the U. 8. Circuit court at Chi-
cago. Pending his application for a
new trial, however, he was released
n 350,000 ball. The case may be
reversed by the U. 8 Supreme court
to which it will be taken.
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"There is some one locked in the
laundry," I replied. "Mr. Jamieson
wants you to help him break the lock.
■Warner, whose bag is this?”
He was in the doorway by this time,
and he pretended not to hear.
"Warner,” I called, "come
here. Whose bag is this?"
He stopped then, but he did not turn
around.
"It’s—it belongs to Thomas,” he
said, and fled up the drive.
To Thomas! A London bag with
mirrors and cosmetic jars of which
Thomas could not even have guessed
the use? However, I put the bag in
the back of my mind, which was fast
becoming stored with anomalous and
apparently irreconcilable facts, and
followed Warner to the house.
Liddy had come back to the kitch-
en; the door to the basement stain
was double-barred, and had a table
pushed against it; and beside her on
the table was most of the kitchen par
aphernalia.
“Did you see If there was any one
missing in the house?" I asked, ignor-
ing the array of sauce pans, rolling
pins and the poker of the range.
"Rosie is missing," Liddy said with
HNAKE RITE PROVES FATAL
An 8-year-old daughter ot Wm.
Reed, near Moran, Shackelford coun-
ty, died from being bitten by a rat-
tle snake.
Dalias News.
Denton county yesterday secured
space for an agricultural exhibit at
the state fair. T. L. Peeler, indus-
trial agent of the Missouri, Kansas
and Texas railway, accompanied by
C. E. Scruggs, secretary of the Den-
ton Chamber of Commerce, and by
W- L. Foreman of Denton county,
was at the fair grounds yesterday
for the purpose of making the selec-
tion. Denton county is one of the
banner wheat counties and in addi-
tlo to its main product of wheat it
raises all sorts of diversified prod-
ucts. It is blessed with several char-
acters of soil adapted to the culture
of fruit, truck, cotton, corn, wheat,
alfalfa and nearly every crop grown
in thia section of the country. The
gentlemen here yesterday say that the
exhibit will be an impressive one
.dore interest is being taken in the
fair this year by the commercial
clubs, farmers and citizens, than ev-
er before,” Mr. Peeler said. "A
great many of the towns along the
Katy have already prepared exhibits
and are figuring on making an un-
usually good show, notwithstanding
the bad crop year. I know that the
coming fair will have the greatest
agricultural exhibit in the history of
the state and I am convinced that the
attendance will be larger than that of
any preceding year. The people of
South Texas will have a splendid
tropical fruit exhibit.”
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RED ROOM FOR RENT
xon, S3 Bast Oak St. 51p
Tired ? Just as tired in the morning as at
night? Things look dark? Lack nerve
power? Just remember this: Ayer’s
Sarsaparilla is a strong tonic, entirely
free from alcohol. It puts red corpuscles
into the blood; gives steady, even power
to the nerves; strengthens the digestion.
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In an interview with the Hessig-
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and began punching around the key-
hole with the end of a lead pencil.
When he stood up his face was exul-
tant.
"It's locked on the inside," he said
in a low tone. “There Is somebody in
there."
"Lord have mercy!” gasped Liddy,
and turned to run.
"Liddy,” I called, "go through the
bouse at once and see who is missing,
or if any one is. Well have to clear
this thing at once. Mr. Jamieson, if
you will watch here I will go to the
lodge and find Warner. Thomas
would be of no use. Together you
may be able to force the door."
“A good idea." he assented. “But—
there are windows, of course.
Frank Putnam succinctly gives the
line-up in the gubernatorial race for
next year thus:
Cone Johnson of Tyler—For state-
wide prohibition and against Senator
Bailey.
Judge William Poindexter of Cle-
burne—-For statewide prohibition
and with Senator Baliey.
Attorney General Davidson - For
submission (because it was a demo-
cratic platform demand in 1308);
against statewide prohibition and
against Senator Bailey
Judge M. M. Brooks of Dalias—
Against statewide prohibition and
He shook his head despondently,
snd I felt that this dried-up little man
was the repository of much that be
had not told me. 1 gave up trying to
elicit any Information from him, and
we went together to view the body
before it was taken to tho city. It
had been lifted on to the billiard-ta-
ble and a sheet thrown over it; oth-
erwise nothing had been touched. A
soft hat lay beside it, and the collar
of the dinner-coat was still turned up.
The handsome, dissipated face of Ar-
nold Armstrong, purged of its ugly
lines, was now only pathetic. As we
went in Mrs. Watson appeared at the
card-room door.
“Come in, Mrs. Watson,” the lawyer
But she shook her head
she was the oply one in
the house who seemed to regret the
dead man, and even she seemed rath ;
■ hurried together up the stairs. "Some
and then be threw the bolt back.
"Come out," he said quietly. There
response. “Come—out," he
Then—I think he had a re-
Th'e best way. ' volver, but 1 am not sure—he stepped
aside and threw the door open.
From where 1 stood I could not see
. mur-
an- I derer had been found, and that he
i
I beyond the door, but I saw Mr. Jamie-
son's face change and heard him mut-
is nothing in that’ is there? A man •ontething, then Im bolted down
ought to be able 'to change the plan
of his house without becoming an ob- >
pect of suspicion.”
For Feverishness and Aching
whether from malar ous conditions,
colds or overheating, try Hicks’ Ca-
pudine. It reduces th* fever and
rel'eve.* the aching it’s liquid—10
25 and 50 cents at drug stores
No Others.
It is a class to itself. It has no
rivals. It cures where others merely
relieve. For aches, pains, stiff
joints, cuts, burns, b'tea, etc , it is
the queckest and surest remedy ever
devised. We mean Hunt s Lightning
Oil. 50c and 25c bottles.
[ the stairs, three at a time. When my
j knees had stopped shaking, I moved
i forward, slowly, nervously, until I had
“There is little in the paper itself,” (
he admitted; "but why should Arnold
Armstrong carry that around, unless >
it meant something? He never built ,
a house, you may be sure of that. If
It is this house, it may mean anything
from a secret room—”
'To an extra bathroom,"
scornfully. "Haven't you a
print, too?"
“I have," he said with a smile, "and
a partial view of what was beyond the
door. It seemed at first to be a clos-
et, empty. Then I went close and ex-
amined it, to stop with a shudder.
Where the floor should have been was
I biack void and darkness, from which
1 came the indescribable damp smell
I said ,
thumb- !
He went on through the drawing
room, and I listened to his footsteps
growing gradually fainter. I dropped
my pretence at knitting and, leaning
■A^ 4'
back*, I thought over the laatetg hours.
Here was 1, Rachel Innes, spinster, a
granddaughter of old John innos of
revolutionary days, a D. A. R., a Co-
lonia) Dame, mixed up with a vulgar
and revolting crime, and even at-
tempting tn hoodwink the law! Cer-
tainly 1 had left the straight and nar-
row way.
I was roused by hearing Mr. Jamie-
son coming rapidly back through the
drawing room. He stopped at the
door.
“Miss Innes,” he said quickly, “wiil
you come with me and light the east
corridor? I have fastened somebody
' in the small room at the head of the
card room stairs.” V
I jumped up at once.
"You mean—the murderer?”
gasped.
"Possibly,” he said quietly, as
there is nothing to prevent whoever is
in there from getting out that way.”
“Then lock the door at the top of
the basement stairs," I suggested,
"and patrol the house from the out-
side.”
We agreed to this, and 1 had a
feeling that the mystery of Sunny-
side was about to be solved. I ran
down the steps and along the drive.
Just at the corner I ran full tilt into
Mimebody who seemed to be as much
alarmed as I was. It was not until I
had recoiled a step or two that I rec-
ognized Gertrude, and she me.
“Good gracious, Aunt Ray.” she ex-
claimed. “what is the matter?"
"There’s somebody locked in the
laundry," I panted. "That is—unless—
you didn’t see any one crossing the
lawn or skulking around the house,
did you?"
"I think we have mystery on the
brain." Gertrude said wearily. “No,
I haven't seen any one, except old
Thomas, who looked for all the world
as if he had been ransacking the pan-
try. What have you locked in the .
laundry?”
"I can't wait to explain," I replied.
"I must get Warner from the lodge. If
you came out for air, you’d better put
on your overshoes." And then I no-
ticed that Gertrude was limping—not
much, but sufficiently U» make her
progress very slow, and seemingly
painful.
"You have hurt yourself." I said
sharply.
“I fell over the carriage block." she
explained. "I thought perhaps I
might see Halsey coming home. He—
he ought to be here.”
I hastened to the lodge
Where is Warner?" I asked
“I—I think he's in bed, ma'am."
“Get him up," 1 said, “and for good-
ness sake open the door. Thomas. I’ll
wait for Warner.”
“It's kind o’ close in here, ma’am.”
he said, obeying gingerly, and disclos-
ing a cool and comfortable-looking in-
terior. “Perhaps you'd keer to set on
the porch an' rest you'self.”
It was so evident that Thomas did
not want me inside that I went In.
' Tell Warner he Is needed in a hur-
ry." I repeated, and turned into the
little sitting room I could hear
Thomas going up the stairs, could
hear him rouse Warner, and the steps
of the chauffeur as he hurriedly
dressed. But my attention was busy
with the room below.
On the center table, open, was a
sealskin traveling bag. It was filled
with gold-topped bottles and brushes,
and it breathed opulence, luxury, fem-
ininity from every inch of surface.
How did it get there? I was still ask-
ing myself the question when Warner
came running down the stairs and
into the room. He was completely but
somewhat Incongruously dressed, and
his open, boyish face looked abashed.
He was a country boy, absolutely
frank and reliable, of fair education
and intelligence—one of the small
army of American youths who turn a
natural aptitude for mechanics into
the special field of the automobile,
and earn good salaries in a congenial
occupation
"What is it. Miss Innes?" he asked
an .<iously.
The Other Half o( tha Link.
Mist Innes," the detective bfegan.
what is your opinion of the figure
you saw on the east veranda the night
you and your maid were in the house
alone?”
"It was a woman. I »aid positively
"And yet your maid affirms with
equal positiveness that it was a man "
"Nonsense." I broke in “Liddy
had her eyes shut—she always shuts ’
them when she's frightened '
"And you never thought then that
the intruder who came later that
night might be a woman -the woman
in fact, whom you saw on the veran
daf
“I had reasons for thinking It was
a man." I said, remembering the pearl
cuff-link.
"Now we are getting down to bust
ness What were your reasons for
thinking that?"
I hesitated.
“If you have any reason for believ-
ing that your midnight guest was Mr.
Armstrong, other than his visit here
the next night, you might to tell me.
Miss Innes. We can take nothing for
granted. If, for Instance, the intra
der who dropped the bar and
scratched the staircase—you see, I
know about that—if thia visitor was
a woman, why should not the same
woman have come back the following
night, met Mr. Armstrong on the cir-
cular staircase, and tn alarm shot
hlmr
. "It was a man." i reiterated. And
than, because I could think of no oth
er reason for my statement, I toM
Mm about the peart cuff-link. He was
intensely interested.
"Will you give me the link." he said
when I finished, "or, at least, let me
see it? I consider it a most impor-
tant clew.”
"Won’t the description doy
“Not as well as the original."
"Well, I’m very sorry," I said, as ,
calmly as I could, "1—the thing U
lost. It—it must have fallen out’r^f*
a box on my dressing table."
Whatever he thought of my expla-
nation, and I knew he doubted it, tee
made no sign. He asked me to de- <
scribe the link accurately, and I did
so, while he glanced at a list he took
from his pocket.
"One set monogram cuff-links," tee
read, "one set plain pearl links, one
set cuff-links, woman’s head set with
diamonds and emeralds. Thera is no
mention of such a link as you de-
scribe, and yet, if your theory is right,
Mr. Armstrong must have taken back
in his cuffs one complete cuff-link, and
a half, perhaps, of the other."
The idea was new to me. If it bad
not been the murdered man who tend
entered the house that night, who
had it been?
a number of other things. The odd-
est part is, Miss Innes, that the -
thumb-mark is probably yours and the
thing j
only measuring weapons.
smiled a little and got up.
"With your permission," he said, "I
am going to examine the card room
and the staircase again. You might
teach, the University has forced the
schools of which it is the head to
“scatter" its education as it were, in-
stead of making it coherent and
thorough, as far as it goes. We yef
believe that the smattering given by
our high schools in some lines—
which it is forced to do to obtain
’’affiliation’’—is a ruinous waste of
time for all its students except, it
may be, the very small per cent who
are able to attend the University.
Were the time devoted to these stu-
dies, into which the students at the
best are only introduced—were this
time given over, instead, to teaching
them the rudiments of something
they can apply afterward to the busi-
new of life, it would be vastly bet-
ter for the great majority of the
graduates and for the schools tbein-
■elves.
Though our impression was that |
the only thing in all history that
could hang in the air unsupported
was Mahomet's coffin, the
contention that an educational sys-
tem can be built only from the top
down may be correct. Admitting, for
argument's sake, that it is. we yet
believe that the character of tha
structure from the top to the bottom
should be, for strength's sake, the
same—coherent, above all things
thorough. That the well-being of
the upper structure is dependent up-
on the strength (I. e.. thoroughness)
of the structure lower down.
-As for the Times' second point. It
is not entrance requirements that
limit the University attendance, we
submit, but instead the cost of at-
tendance after entrance ahs been se-
cured.
The Wichita brother goes on then
to say:
“The Record and Chronicle is
emnently correct when it says: The
real education—in men and affairs
—comes to us all, high school grad
uate, university graduate or no grad-
uate at all, in the real work of life.*
But do we not owe to the coming
generations to provide something
better for them than we have enjoy-
ed ourselves?”
That is the crux of the Record and
Chronicle’s entire argument—we do
want thoee who follow us to have
a better education than was given
us Bat we want such an education
as will do the greatest good to the
greatest number; a high school ed-
ucation. the purpose of which is not
solely to fit graduates to enter the
University, but to equip its recipients
with as much traln^pg as is possible
for the battle of life.
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BACK TALK.
We Americans think we are al-
mighty far ahead of the old coun
tries, but in Europe the cost of
hauling on the public roads is 8c
a mile against 25c a mile in this
country of uncommonly bad thor-
oughfares. Two hundred and fifty
million dollars a year is the toll
America pays for ns bad roads, and
above what the cost would be were
they as good as European roads. Bad
roads, like the protective tariff, are
an indirect tax that we feel only in
the aggregate, yet which is an om-
nipresent factor in the cost of living.
—Record and Chronicle.
There is no more sense in using
bad roads upon which to haul the
wheat to market than in employing
scythes to harvest the grain with.
There is as much progress shown in
the making of good roads as in the
use of improved farm implements, or
in the raising of thoroughbred
stock. Bad roads are an economic
waste not less costly, proportionate-
ly, than would be the substitution
of the Ou-fashioned moss-xoverert
well bucket and "swing" for the
modern windmill and pump.—Dallas
News 1
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MORE FROM THE WICHIia BRO-
THER.
Th< esteemed Wichita Falls Times
fears that the Record aad Chronicle,
in it* eomment on the Texas Uni- j
verafty, has lost sight of two fea-
ture* of the question:
First, that an educational systeuv
unlike any other system, must be
built from the top downward, in-
stead of from the bottom upward.
I* other words, let the higher insti-
tutions keep pace with the times and
the secondary schools will follow.
This principle was laid down by
Mirabeau Lamar, one time president
of the Texas republic
“Second, that if the University's
entraace requirements were not dif-
ficult, and were *ot made more so
each succeeding year, the increase
in population would aoon give it au
enrollment it would be totally help-
less to handle.”
Lest we be misunderstood and
charged with unfriendliness toward
our State University it should be
said that our memories of the Uni-
versity as an'ex-student are wholly
pieaaant. The indictment we return
however, is that by establishing a
fictitious standard, in advance of
What a high school < an reasonably
perfectly good sCallop before
swered. /
“Why did I step into the tulip bed?" i
I asked with interest.
“You picked up something," he said
good-humoredly, “which you are go-
ing to tell me about later."
“Am I. indeed?” I was politely cu-
rious. "With this remarkable insight
of yours, I wish you would tell me
where I shall find my four-thousand- >wben fhe saw me moving toward tbe
basement sairs. "Don't you do it, Miss
Rachel. That Jamieson's down there
now. There’s only trouble comes of
hunting ghosts; they lead you into
j bottomless pits and things like that.
Oh, Miss Rachel, don’t—’’ as I tried
to get past her.
She was interrupted by Mr. Jamie-
son's reappearance. He ran up the
stairs two at a time, and his face was
flushed and furious.
"The whole place is locked," he said
angrily. "Where’s the laundry key
kept?”
"It's kept in the door,” Liddy
snapped. “That whole end of the cel-
lar is kept locked, so nobody can get
at the clothes, and then the kefs left
In the door, so that unless a thief
was as blind as—as some detectives,
he could walk right to.”
"Liddy,” I said sharply, "come dow*
with us and turn oa all the lights.”
She offered her resignation, as us-
ual. on the spot, but I took her by th*
Frightful Fate Averted.
"I would have been a crippl* for
life from a terrible cut oa my tease
cap," writes Frank Dlsberry, Kelli-
her, Mlnn.( "without Bucklen’s
Arnica Salve, which soon cured me."
Infallible for wounds, cuts anl
bruises, it toon cure* bums, scalds,
old sores, boils sad skin eruptions.
World’s best for pil«s. 35c at J. F.
Raley A Co.
to and find their throata euL”
After which casefully v*U*d *ar-
caam Liddy relapmd into gloom. War-
ner cam* in then with a handful of
small tools, and Mr. Jamieson went
with him to the basement. Oddly
enough. I was not alarmed. With all
my heart 1 wished for Halsey, but 1
was not frigtftened. At th* door be
was to force Warner put down hi*
tools and looked at IL Then h*
turned the hand)*. Without the slight
eat difficulty th* door opened, reveal-
ing the blackae** of the drying room
beyond!
Mr. Jamieson gav* aa exclamation
of disgust. "Gone!” h* said,
found such careless work!
have known.”
It was true enough. We got the
lights on finally and ioohed all
through the three rooms that <sm-
atituted this wing at the basement.
Everything was quiet and empty. An
explanation of how the fugitive had
escaped injury was found in a heaped-
up basket of clothes under th* chute
The basket had been overturned, but
that wasall. Mr.Jamiesonexaminedthe
windows; one waa unlocked, and of-
fered an easy escape The window or
the. door? WMch way had the fugi
tire escaped? The door seemed most
probable, and I hoped It had been so.
I could not have borne, just then, to
think that it waa my poor Gertrude
we had been hounding through the
darkness, and yet—I had met Ger-
trude not far from that very window
1 went upstairs at last, tired and
depressed. Mrs. Watson and Liddy
were making tea in the kitchen. In
certain walks of life the tea pot te the
refuge in times of stress, trouble or
sickness; they give tea to the dying
and they put it in the baby's nursing
bottle. Mrs. Watson was fixing a tray
to be sent In to me. and when I asked
her about Rosie she confirmed her
absence
"She's not here,” she said, “but I
would not think much of that. Miss In
nes. Rosie Is a pretty young girl,
and perhaps she has a sweetheart. It
will be a good thing if she has. The
maids stay much better when they
have something like that to hold them
here.”
Gertrude hnd gone back to her
room, and while I was drinking my
cup of hot tea. Mr Jamieson came tn
"We might take up the conversation
where we left off an hour and a half
ago.' he said; "But before we go on.
I want to say this: Tbe person who
escaped from the laundry waa a wom-
an with a foot of moderate size and
well arched She wore nothing but
a stocking on her right foot, and. in
spite of the unlocked door, she es-
caped by the window."
And again I thought of Gertrude's
sprained snkle Waa it the right or
the left?
er shocked than sorry.
Before Mr. Harton left, he told me
something of the Armstrong family.
Paul Armstrong, the father, had been ’
married twice. Arnold was a son by |
the first marriage. The second Mrs.;
Armstrong bad been a widow, with j
a child, a little girl. This child, pow :
perhaps 20. w-as Louise Armstrong. >
having taken her stepfather’s name, j
and was at present in California with !
the family.
“They will probably return at once.' '
he concluded, "and part or my errand '
here to-day is to see if yon will relin- j
qulsh your lease here In their favor." I
"We would better wait and see ii 1
they wish to come,” I said. "It seems !
begin
Miss Ollie
will be the
footprint certainly.” A Sprained Ankle.
His audacity was the only thing 1 was panic-stricken. As 1 ran along
that saved me; his amused smile put the corridor 1 was confident that the
me on my mettle, and I ripped out a i mysterious intruder and probable
I ucivi uau ivuuu, auu cunt uc
lay dead or dying at the foot of the
" i chute. 1 got down the staircase some-
; how, apd through the kitchen to the
basement stairs. Mr. Jamieson had
been before me, and the door stood
open. Liddy was standing In the mid-
dle of the -kitchen holding a frying
pan by the handle as a weapon
"Don't go down there,” she yelled.
one was lurking on the
when I went back. I spoke; instead
For th* benefit of tow** that are
suffering from drouth conditions tbe
Texas and Pacific railway company
has put Into effect some cheap rates
for water transportation. Traveling
Freight Agent John Bacon of this
city has received notice of the follow-
rates:
Distances Rates
15 miles and less, per car. . .. >5.00
Over 15 to 15 miles Inclusive,
per car 10.00
Over 25 miles to and including
40 miles, per car 15.00
Shippers are to furnish both water
and tank ears. The above rates also
cover return of empty tanks to the
shipping i>oint. The rates are in ef-
fect until October 15.
Many towns over the state have
be< n forced by the drouth to send
o it tor a supply of w.iter tai ’all-
road tanks have peen pressed into
service for transportation
Denton is one of the towns that is
offering water for sai l, the Alliance
mill of Denton offering 500.000 gal-
lons per day at 15c. per thousand
gallons.
Ta*«ei^ (Am *«<-•,-
tn eadwx-. C»n«i)t
j c *rw o».,
of the cellars.
Mr. Jamieson had locked somebody
in the clothes chute. As I leaned over
' I fancied I heard a groan—or was it
the print of a foot in a tulip bed, and the wind’
unlikely, and my town house is be ins '
At that he let the mat- >
ter drop, but it came up unpleasantly (
enough, later.
At six o’clock the body was taken I
away, and .at seven-thirty, after an I
early dinner, Mr. Harton went Ger- ’
trude had not come down, and there' |
"Mr. Jamie- i
son had taken a lodging in the vil-
lage, and I had not seen him since j
It was about nine j of whoeTer Jt w„ turned
and ran up. I followed—it was dark
i —but as I turned the corner at the
j top a figure darted through this door
j and closed it. The bolt was on my
| side, and I pushed it forward. It is a
closet, I think." We were in the upper
hall now. "If you will show tne the
i electric switch, Miss Innes, you would
You would have had !
NEWS FROM PONDER.
PONDER, Oct. 4.—C. W, Hicks
and Miss Mary Williams were unit-
ed in marriage Sept. 29 at the home
of the bride's parents in Ponder.
They left the same evening for Ok-
lahoma City to be gone for a few
days.
Born. Sept. 27. to Mr. and Mrs.
C. D. Cantrell, a boy.
Rev. Carter of Roanoke preached
here Sunday.
Born, Sept 30, to Mr. and Mrs
E. Morrow, a girl.
J. T. Seaborn, who has been sick
for some time, is better.
Miss Ora Lamkin visited m Den-
ton last week.
Charlie Wakefield is
Valley, Okla.
Mif. and Mrs. Scott and Mr and
Mrs. Taylor of Justin attended the
Hicks-Williams wedding last Wed-
nesday.
T. A. Gale and Miss Leia Knight
were married last Thursday at the
home of the bride’s parents north-
west of Ponder. Mr. Gale is man-
ager of the J. B. Wilson Lumber
company and Miss Knight is
daughter of W. L. Knight.
Mrs. J. C. Gose, Mrs. Paul Gose,
Mrs. Taylor, Mrs. Gaston, Mrs. Ev-
ans, Mrs. Glasco, Mrs. Clevenger
and Mrs. Gibbons of Krum visited
Mrs Proffer Wednesday.
NEWK FROM HAWKEYE.
HAWKEYE, Oct. 4.—We are still
having dry, hot weather.
Mrs. Pearl Henderson of Krum <s
visiting her father, W J. Chandler.
Oscar Pirtree is able to be up
again.
Jim Ratliff of Gribble Springs is
visiting his brother.
The farmers are nearly all done
sowing wheat.
Mr. and Mrs. Joe Tate visited in
Denton Sunday.
J. J. Nance, Jim Moore, Mr. Chea-
tham and Skillard Moore attended
the show in Denton Saturday.
Mrs W. J. Chandler and children
visited her daughter, Mrs. L. E. Hen-
derson, at Krum Sunday.
The school trustees are busy re-
pairing the school building this
week.
Miss Lula Chandler visited Misses
Julia and Zadie Johnson of Blue
Mound Sunday.
Louie Dickson and wife visited in
Denton Saturday and Sunday.
The Hawkeye school will
Monday, October 11th.
Matthews of Denton
teacher.
Joe Vothe, W. J. Chandler and
Sam Bin were in Krum Saturday.
The rent house on Will Williams’
place, occupied by a negro family,
was burned Tuesday at 12 o'clock
as dinner was being prepared.
One more picking wi.l finish
cotton crop in this community.
better wait in your own room."
Trembling as 1 was, 1 was deter-
mined to see that door opened. I
hardly knew what I feared, but so
many terrible and Inexplicable things
had happened that suspense was
worse than certainty.
“I am perfectly cool," I said, 'and I
am going to remain here.”
The lights flashed up along that end
of the corridor, throwing the doors
into relief. At the intersection of the
small hallway with the larger, the cir-
cular staircase wound its way up, as
if It had been an afterthought of the
architect. And just around the cor-
| Mr. Jamieson smiled at my face ; ner> ^e small corridor, was the
“His old tricks,” he said. “That ' <ioor Mr Jamieson had Indicated I
I one is merely curious; this one. as I i was atill unfamiliar with the house,
I said before, is puzzling.”
The second scrap, folded and re-
' folded into a compass so tiny that tbe
I '’I'', 7.-:,ri
■i.
/j
think over my offer in th* meantime.”
There is no limit to me possfkili-
ties of a want in tbe Record and
Chronicle
mid-af terpoon. It was about
o'clock, I think, when the bell
and he was ushered into the living i
room.
"Sit down,” I said grimly. “Have
you found a clew that will incriminate
me, Mr. Jamieson?"
He had the grace to look uncomfort-
able. "No,” he said. “If you had
j killed Mr. Armstrong, you would have
left no clews.
too much intelligence.”
After that we got along better. He
was fishing in his pocket, and after
a minute he brought out two scraps
of paper. “I have been to the club
house,” he said, "and among Mr. Arm- |
strong’s effects, I found these One is '
curious; the other is puzzling."
The first was a sheet of c|ub note '
paper on which was written, over and
over, the name "Halsey B. Innes."
was Halsey's flowing signature to
dot, but it lacked Halsey's ease,
ones toward the bottom of the sheet
were much better than the top ones j
1 Mr. Jamieson smiled at my face ; ner* *n small corridor,
he said. “That door Mr. Jamieson had Indicated
and I did not remember the door. My
heart was thumping wildly in my ears,
but I nodded to him to go ahead. I
writing had been partly obliterated,' "a* *wa?
was part of a letter—the lower half of >
a sheet, not typed, but written in a
cramped hand. |
—-—by altering the plans for----
rooms, may be possible,
in my opinion would be ti
tor-----in one of the
ney.
That was all.
“Well?" I said, looking up. “There
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