The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1890-10-19

vious flashed before the minds eye of
Harry Henshau.
He arose and dashed out Of the hall
In the crowds OF people hurrying to
and fro in every direction it was impos-
| able to tell whittier the man had gone.
He hailed cab, hurried to his studio,
made o careful sketch of the face he had
| just seen, and carried it to the private
| detective who was renowned for his skill
"This man saw so out of CHECKER
ing hall half an hour ago" he said.
Find his address for me and l viii pay
your price"
1t was few days over a month later
when he received telegram in Boston,
whittier he had gone the day previous,
which said:
Have found name and number. Como
home"
Il saw the original of this sketch day
before yesterday, driving in a carriage"
explained the detective on Henshall's ar
rival II followed and saw him enter
No. 8 West Thirty-eighth street. l
then followed the driver to the stables,
and learned that the carriage had been
rented some three months before by o
family named Crawford. OF the number
and street I mentioned"
When Mr.. Henry Henshan presented
himself before the janitor of No. 3-West
Thirty-eighth street TO make inquiries
concerning a family named Crawford,
he was informed that they took their de-
parture early that morning and left no
address.
They leased these furnished apart
ments for three months" the janitor ex-
planned, "and the time would not expire
until next week some time. but they left
today"
Perhaps they gave their address to
some Of the other occupants of the build.
ing" suggested Mr.. Henshsll. May ]
inquire
Bet the inquiries elected nothing from
the other people in the house.
No one had ever exchanged a word
with the family. The woman opposite
volunteered the opinion that they were
set of cranks, and no better than they
ought to be, in her opiaion.
"A rich old man, queer woman, a
fellow with an evil eye and crazy girl
who played the fiddle at o'clock at night
were not pleasant sort Of folks 10 live
opposite, she said, and she was glad
enough they had gone. and she had no
desire to know where they were.
With these words she slammed the
door in Mr.. Henshall's eager face.
That evening a woman whose gar
ments bore the same relation TO past ele-
gance that her face bore to past beauty
called on the Janitor Of No. s. West
Thirty-eighth street to make inquiries
concerning man by the name Of DR..
Henshaw
NO such man livin' here, miss" re-
piled the janitor, with that AIR Of inn
portance peculiar to the freedom of one
whofeelS the newness and greatness Of re-
sponsiblo duties. The only doctor ever
bin roun' yeah in my day is DIR. Watson,
and he's dun gone today"
Did he go alone:" asked the lady
quickly.
NO, the whole family dun gone, too
Mister Crawford, Miss Crawford and
Miss Brown
y steel blue light flashed from the
once beautiful eyes Of the faded blonde
And he left no address," she asked
quietly.
Not any, miss. Gen'm here today
lookin for the same parties, but nobody
knows nothiu' about them"
The lady turned and walked away
Every well, DR.. Watson" she NUT /
tered under her breath, Il shall know
who TO search for now, and if you are
on this earth my vengeance viii yet find !
you"