The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1885-05-16
A SOCIAL SURPRISE.
The Evidence Picked Up by a Nat
ural-Born Detective.

Two girls were walking slowly along
the elm-shaded street of country town.
Their heads were close together their
rosy faces eager, their voices lowered
to the pitch of confidential communica-
ton.
early this morning." the taller of
the pair was saying, Il was sitting
studying behind the blinds of the front
parlor window, when Amy Jaynes came
hurrying along, and met Clara Williams
right by our house.
81 was coming to see Fanny before
she goes, began Clara.
"Don't stop mel said Amy, out of
breath. We've had an accident at our
house, and Pm going for the Doctor
Then l could not hear distinctly
what she said, she spoke so fast. But l
made out that somebody had been
drinking all night. He always takes a
bottle to bed with him, she said, very
plainly. And again, Before mamma
dWOkc, u6 SlOl6 up JO HtT nSu anu
almost trained herr
1.-The rascal!' said Clara. But, poor
fellow! he can't be called a. responsible
being, suppose. I'll go to the doc
tors with YOU And away they ran.
The narrator paused portentously.
"Well?" said the auditor.
well" The repetition was impa-
tent WHO is the only person in that
house who would be likely to drink
hardP Whose misdeeds would the fam
lily be interested in concealing? But
listen! After breakfast | was clearing
up my bedroom, when DR.. Sargent and
Harry Jaynes walked down the street
and stopped at our corner for a few
parting words. | slipped down stairs
to get a nearer peep at my young gen
tleman. As | expected, his eyes were
red and his face chalky. Now and ther
he put up his hands TO his forehead
The first words heard were; 81 have
headache!
"'That not to be wondered at, sale
the doctor. Your mothers ache:
worse, I'll warrant What she wants i;
u III lllt
Harry laughed in foolish, awk
ward way.
"'This is an unlucky accident-hap
pening just now, he said.
The doctor put his hand on hi
shoulder, ard talked low and seriously
for full minute, Harry never lifted hi
eyes from the ground. They said
'Good-morningn and the doctor turned
around to call out: They go at half-pas
eight, l SUPPOSED Harry nodded, ant
went up the hill toward home.
Nov, Florry Wells, am going t.
school by way of the station, to pic
up another link of circumstantiTl evi
dence.n
Daisy Dorr, you are a natura.-bor
detective! 1t is genius, not talent, wit
you"
Daisy smiled modestly,
1T is odd how things drift to me
There is some principle of natural gray
itation in it all. | sit still, and frae
ments of proof are thrown into my lap
The only talent display is in fifth
the mosaic bits together. AS you say
it is gift, ="
At twenty-five minutes past eigh
they were at the station, and took thei
stand in an obscure corner behind
pile of freight AT twenty-six minute
past eight carriage drove up. Harr
Jaynes was on the box with the coach
man. He leaped down, opened tn
door, and helped out his married sister
nurse and infant. Then AMY steppe
to the platform, and turned to give he
hand to a lady in widows mourning
closely yelled. She moved feebly, res
ing on her sons shoulder in alightine
andleaning on her daughters arm whe
Harry hurried off for tickets. Throug
the dense blackness of the Grape We
our detectives could make out that sh
Wore a bandage over the left eve, an
their hearts brimmed with horror an
pity,
'How pale and sad Amy and he