Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1889-07-26

Name them"
"Simon H. Booker"
His brother?"
Yes"
"He is not finding fault with the
will. though?"
yes, he is; and there are others,
too. who find fault with it,"
Name Them.
alfred Booker"
"If / mistake not he is a son of the
last mentioned"
Yes"
".Any one else?"
Yes; Henry Booker
another brother of the murdered
man."
"Yes."
"And all these persons suspect that
Paul Rogers killed their relative?"
All have expressed such a suspi-
cion."
"All together?"
"No; separately"
"Since when 2"
"Since the body was found"
when was that?"
early this morning."
"Where?"
"In Mr.. Booker's own ROOM"
Shot, did you say?'
Yes; through the head, and stone
dead"
Terrible! Might it not have been
sricide:"
There seemed to be nothing to indi-
cate it,"
Il VIII go at once to the house."
SO saying, SAMSON, the celebrated
New York detective, beckoned to his
visitor to follow him and left his Office,
going down the stairs two OF three at a
time. and never pausing until he hailed
a Broadway stage.
Come on" he said, sententiously,
as lie entered the vehicle. 1--WE have
no time to lose. Now give me the par
ticnlars of the crime as far as YOU know
them"
His companion had told literally all
he knew, and no amount OF skillful
pumping could elicit from him any fur
Their information.
In half an hour the train stood be
fore the door Of 39l Scott street, a
stately residence to which they were
soon admitted.
On the floor in his own room, evi.
IDENTIFY in exactly the same position in
which he had fallen, lay the dead body
of Abel Booker.
Near by stood the dead mans nephew
Paul Rogers.
This person was man OF twenty
five, with dark. expressive eyes and a
manly face-sllch a young man as one
instinctively warns up to, believes in
and wishes Good speed"
SAMSON accosted him.
Your name, sir.
The name was given.
You are a nephew OF the dead
man's?"
Yes"
And his eXDectant herr"
The young man nodded his head.
You We're in high power with him
We're you not 2"
'Yes-I think so"
$50 I thought. And he was eve1
kind and indulgent to yo11?"
In the extreme"
NO doubt you appreciated hin
warmly?"
mo man ever loved father better.
80 I understood. Now, give me
particulars-tel me concerning the
murder"
Il know little about it-nothing ex
cept what you know already"
SAMSON stopped and examined the
body carefully.
He was shot in the right temple,
he mused "One fatal shot accom-
lllshed the assassin's purpose"
He then again faced Paul Rogers
AID gazed searchingly into his eyes.
HE young man does not finch.
he thought; If he is murderer he il
cool one. indeed"
Mr.. Rogers" he asked, where wer'
yon when the murder was committed!
In my bed
In this house?"
"les."
AT what time was your uncl
killed?a
II do not know. Some time during
the night"
Aoa do not know the hour, then Z"
No; but we Judge my uncle mus
Lave been killed late this morning, or
II least, not long before daylight. IN
body is even now scarcely cold.
No one in the house heard the re
port Of the weapon, then?'
No; and that is the strangest thln|
about it. My room is only separated
rom this by partition and, as yo'
can see, there is a communicating
Go,r.'
he detective made an examination
OF the two apartments and saw tina
what the Young man said was true.
lie could not repress an exclamation
CT surprise.
ALL" he thought, eft is imposslbl
hat this Young man should not nay
heard the report of the weapon, II III
A0rcer was committed in this TOOL