Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1891-02-19


/ entertainment / heard the sound of wall
i ing from the direction Of the Kitchen,
and knew that Mr. Ketcham had im-
/ parted the sad news 70 old Ufsula while
passing through
I went TO the window and looked out.
The vines were torn as he had said,
showing that some one had made use Of
them to enter the room.
| little experiment proved to me that
/ Mr.. Keteham was right also in declaring
\ that the party who had assembled must
have been lighter than either of us, as
the vines would not have borne up our
weight.
Then the thought struck me that per-
haps 1 might mako some discovery by
/ going below.
Leaving the room, I made my way
down stairs, and finding the side door
passed out into the garden.
Here there were walks and rose BUSH
/ es, with many beds Of rare flowers, and
glass conservatory near by, connected
with the library.
Evidently the Doctor or some one else
in the house had been passionately fond
Of flowers
1 walked about few minutes, and
then made my way to the foot of the
/ vines that clambered up the side Of the
/ house.
The yielding soil might tell story.
They seemed TO be those Of a small
man, but of course that was not positive,
/ for II the assassin were q woman she
might have been in disguise.
Hal what was this?
picked up a peculiar piece of steel
that stood up in the earth, having evil
| IDENTIFY fallen from above
To my unsOphisticated eyes it was a
puzzle, but 1 had an idea that it was
some species of burglars tool.
Undoubtedly Mr.. Ketcham could throw
some light on this subject.
1 placed it securely in my pocket and
continued my Investigations
There was nothing more TO find, and
amused myself by following the trail Of
the assassin through the garden to the
point where he had scaled the wall, both
in coming and going.
saw that it was the lowest point in
the wall, and judged that the assassin
had made previous observations in order
to so ably locate this
Then 1 returned once more to the
house.
The hustle OF New York streets could
be plainly heard upon the morning air.
managed to find the library, and,
entering, looked around.
1t was a singularly pleasant place, and
the great cases Of books, instead of
being arranged in stiff rows, filed inches
Gothic cottage might have beside one of
the angular buildings of the past.
sat down in a chair, and waited for
the coming of my friend, the detective.
Presently 1 heard the door open, and
my ears caught the rustic Of silken
skirts.
remembered what Mr.. Ketcham had
said about one OF his visits, and sprang
to my feet
AS I turned to face the person who
entered, felt the blood rushing to my
heart, while my hands clutched the top
of the chair in front of me, for I gazed
upon the countenance Of LeOnOre, the
dusEy beauty upon whom had fallen the
suspicion of this terrible crime.
CHAPTER V.
Leonore stood there looking upon me
with an expression Of surprise mBrking
her beautiful countenance.
was like one enchanted.
For the life of me, could not have
moved just then, even had the fate of an
empire depended upon it.
The photograph, taken some years be-
fore, scarcely did her justice.
She was as beautiful as an houri, just
such a woman as have often seen in
the harems of COnstantinople, and yet
far more Misunderstanding.
was too surprised just then to make
a deliberate note of her charms. Later
on they hOated before my mind as a
dream.
1 could only realize that her presence
cast a subtle spell over me, which at first
did not even care to resist.
Then like lightning leaping from the
storm clouds came the awful thought
that this wonderful girl stood before the
sight of Abner Ketcham criminal-that
her dainty hand it had been which drove
the murderOus Malay creese home to DR..
R,oF 4l,aa DO
had been given time to work.
Terrible though the thought was it
brought me to my senses
was no longer in a daZed state, but
wide awake, ready and eager 10 grasp
the situation and wrestle with it.
@Are You waiting for the Doctor, sir?"
Her voice was musical. 1t sounded to
me like the tinkling of silver bells. I
had never heard voice like 1t.
At the some time her words told me
that she meant to appear ignorant of
what had occurred, however much that
feeling might be assumed
1t occurred TO me to watch her while I
impaired the news.
Already her presence was having an
effect upon me in this way: Instead of
an eagerness TO bring her to justice as
the criminal, l was eager to find posi-
BILE flaw in the indictment of the detect
i've
81 beg your pardon, miss; am doc
tor, Vance Burton. 1 was sent for on
professional business"
There flashed across her face look Of
genuine alarm
@NOt for guardy-iS he sick?"
The little dusky hands which I had
been admiring came together in what 1
took to be sudden fear.
How could I tell her?
Still, innocent or guilty, she must hear
10, rNar~ua .nMv arnrO
@YOu are LeOnOre2" I asked.
@Yes; am LeonOre. What has hap
pened to my uncle, sir?"
~Be seated, my dear young lady I
have something to tell you that may
prove shock"
She sank into a chair. Her large
black, lustrOus eyes were fixed upon me.
could not help but think of a frightened
gaZelle-
Could it be possible that this innocent
looking girl was the female demon the
assassin had been pictured by Ketcham?
Heaven Forbid
1 could not and would not believe it
unless stronger evidence was put for
ward.
Tell me the worst, sir. j"
Her white teeth were pressed into her
lower lip, and I could see that she was
possessed of hidden powers for which 1
had not given her credit
No danger of her fainting away.
SDr. Seabury was your guardian, as
understand it?"
"Yes. yesi why do you say wass sir?
Has anything happened to him?"
81 am sorry 10 say there has You
have met with heavy loss During the
| ba rond old noctor has naSSld