The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1891-12-05

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with you. and came down to see what
he knew about you"
lyon don't suppose me to be connected
with the murder. do your asked Dori-
son, amused by the directness of the old
man.
mo. | know you are not. But,
young man. You are not good actor.
ANY one could see you were concealing
something. The man who examined you
saw it at once. You are an object Of
suspicion. You are Swallowed now"
"Me! Swallowed? How do you know?"
II do know it. and that is enough"
said the old man positively.
"Ah!" cried Mr.. Nettleman enthus:-
astically, this is the very man to help
u.s. Simon. do you recollect the day
we went down to Coney island last sum-
mer, when ! told you at dinner that
strange thing about my old friend Dori.
SOM"
Perfectly WE'LL"
And how he was found dead with a
letter written before hiln?"
YES charging his only son with GER
tain crimes
1.-The same. And You recollect l said
| believed the son to be innocent?"
Eyes. You said that the letter was to
be accounted for on one Of two grounds.
Either Mr.. Dorison was insane, or that
it he had been permitted to finish his
| letter it would have been found he did
not charge his son with those things"
Precisely"
And told you that if you had stated
| correctly the words of that letter, tho
second ground fell and you'd have to
stand on the first. And | further said
that it would be pretty case to work
up"
Precisely. Well. this young man is
the SON."
There was no expression on the old
mans face as he turned it upon Dorison.
but his eyes showed a greater interest.
"You gave the name of Dudley, last
night?" he said.
eyes," replied Dorison. "That is
what l was concealing. After my
trouble, and when | fled the city, /
changed my name"
IL see."
"Now," said Mr.. Nettleman, briskly
and quite excitelly, 81 recognized him
last night by Il trick he has of handling
his cigar precisely as his father did, be-
sides his strong resemblance, so sought
him in conversation. More than that, |
have promised to aid him in trying to
get at the bottom of this mystery.
Simon, will you assist
"Yes. It's pretty case, and it will
please me to unravel it if cam"
Much agitated. and not little moved
by the enthusiasm shown, as we'll as the
conviction evinced by Mr.. Nettleman
that he was innocent, he failed to notice
the manner in which Cathcart had taken
the case to himself and quietly assumed
that he only could unravel it. He got
up from his chair to walk about to quiet
himself. AS he did so he thrust his
hand in his pocket and felt the portrait
and ring.
He returned quickly.
"You say" he said earnestly to MI.
Cathcart. THAT YOU saw was trying to
conceal something last night was.
Something had occurred between the
time OF my entering and my ad1nittance
OF the police which did not speak Of
which was concealing"
''Ah!" said the ex.detective, interested
at once
Dorison took the portrait from his
pocket and handed it to Mr.. Nettleman.
saying:
do you know that picture?"
do | know it? Why, of course do.
1t is picture OF your father taken near
~ thirty years ago. And very good pic
ture it is Do know it? Yes, indeed.
and | can tell you who took it. Freder-
icks did. was with your father when
it was taken. He had two, one Of which
he gave to ME. Where did you get this
one?"
Without replying, Dorison took from
his pocket the seal ring.
DO you recognize this?"
Much astonished, Nettleman took tho
ring in his hand and examined it closely.
II gave that ring to your father" he
said. "the day before he was married.
He gave a half dozen of his young
friends dinner that day. and we each
made him little present. This was
mine."
He handed it back. The ex-detectivo
was an interested observer.
Dorison now asked Mr.. Nettleman
whether he had any letters or documents
in his fathers handwriting
III ought to have plenty of his letters.
Let me see. did all his insurance for
years gave up that business in eight
cen hundred and sixty-one. Let me look
at my eighteen hundred and sixty box.
You are younger than | am. take that
stepladder and hand me- from that INNER