The Hot Springs star. (Hot Spings [Hot Springs], Dakota [Dakota Territory, i.e. S.D.]) 1886-189?, 1889-09-27

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dust and suffering great pain. Oh,
you'll regret having bounced me. You
have ruined your party in this commune
ity; you have made q rip-roaring DEM
crat out Of q man who was disposed to
look with the gentlest lenity upon your
NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. Tyaueler.
the EPISODE OF BR0WN THE
BANKER.
The story of Edgar T. Brown, OF
Wichita, Kan, also known q. Banker'
Brown, although he was not q banker,
is O remarkable one.
1t is a story composed mostly of mys-
terry, but that mystery furnishes enough
of possibility to make a very exciting
drama, il the dramatist is blessed with
q fervid Imagination.
Banker" Brown wa formerly a
Wichita "boomer," and i'll n brief period
realized $25, 900 in cash, the dividend
declared upon nerve, so to speak. MOI
content with his winnings, he reinvested
them, determined to pull out the next
time with $4,000.
But the season vas too far advanced,
and an untimely frost nipped the boom,
and when Mr.. Brown took an inventory
on last New Years Day he found that
he was several thousand dollars worse
off than nothing at all.
On.the 10Th day of January he went
about the city and paid off all his small
debts-every penny that involved a
question of personal and social honor
having first given Mrs. Brown $3.50 for
current household expenses. With sew
eral hundred dollars and a gold watch
in his pocket and handsome diamonds
in his shirt-front, he played q game of
billiards with u friend, then visited u
meat shop, bought his accustomed steak,
boarded q street.car and started for
home.
4. square from his palatial residence
he got off the car, then suddenly and
completely disappeared. His hat was
found, covered with blood and cut
through the crown as with bludgeon.
No other trace of him could he found
by the detectives. Some claimed that
he had been kidnapped, others that he
had been murdered, and still others
that lie had absconded to avoid the i'm
p%ortunity of his creditors.
On the 23d of July, while speculation
was still rife, lie came to his own back
door a ragged. demented tramp, to be
recognized by his son after his wife had
fed him ON cold biscuit.
His head bore q deep red scar, his
once fine clothes We're soiled and in
rags, his shoes were worn to the ul,pers,
his money, watch and diamonds, like
his mind, We're gone.
He was taken in and cared for, and
soon began to recover his mind. He
could recall all his life up to 5
o'clock on the 10Th of January, when he
boarded the car for his home. But
from that moment up to the morning
of July "a, when he woke up in his own
bed, weary and foot-sore, everything
was an absolute blank.
He had no recollection of being
bludgeoned, robbed and kidnapped.
He did not know how or when lie left the
city, where or in what direction he
went, or how he returned.
He had no recollection of n single
place he visited, nor have the detectives
been able to track him either coming OF
going.
Once more he is completely reclotlled
in his right mind and the latest style.
and goes about us bright clipper and
business like as ever.
A strange story, truly.
But some people think he has PLAYED
q fine game of hide-and-go-seek. His
worn and ragged clothes seem to have
been doctored.
The sunburn and tan were of the most
recent date, and the soles of his shoes
had been cut away, not worn out.
But where vas he hiding, finding he
was. for half q year? This is a question
that none of them can answer.
As for himself. he rememlers nothing.
and consequently cannot enlighten the
perpleSed detectives.
The play ought to be entitled
Browns Secret" with Brown in the
title role.
He would never let it get away
Cincinnati Enquirer.
CoNcLUsIONs PROBABLY CORRECT.
us Col. Carter in, sah?'
mo, sir. He went down to see the
editor of the Press about three hours
ago."
WAS he going to. stay?"
Il guess not. He was pretty mad
when he left here"
What conclusions, sal, have you ar-
rived ut concerning his absence?"
II have about concluded that lie found
the editor in."-Time.
HER HEART BLED FOR u1M.
She-I felt for the poor man who
begged at the door this afternoon. NV
heart bled,for him.
He-Just like you, darling. Did you
relieve his distress?
Yes. I couldn't help it,"
what did you give lim?'
Il gave him that bogus dime YOU in