Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1891-03-12
His eres tlamed un.

Bis eyes famed up
II have 4 right 10 be-
SThat is So" I said, meaningly; but
he did not appear 10 see the undertone.
SIf no one was with him when he
passed away, how can you affirm that he
died at ten minutes past two, Doctor?1
Il shall have 70 tell you something Of
the story, sir. As / said before, am a
doctor, and, like the deceased, made q
speciality OF the science Of toxicology.
@About half-past Two this morning I
was aroused from nap which had been
enjoying upon ny sofa by a knock at
the door.
-Opening 1t, I found there Abner
Ketcham, one OF the best Of New York
detectives.
AHe said he required my services, and
as we were friends entered a carriage
and rode with him TO DR.. Seabury' s
house.
There found the old Doctor lying
dead, and at the request Of my friend 1
examined small phial which the dead
man held in his hand.
at contained a terrible poison, found
in tomb in the Egyptian pyramids.
Ale committed suicide, then?"
There was an air of relief IN the voice
of the other, as he put this question,
which could not fail TO catch.
1t was as though he suddenly saw an
avenue Of escape looming up.
$50 L thought when 1 saw that phial,
and discovered that part of the con-
tents had passed his lips, for it was
deadly poison, and would bring a col
lapse within ten minutes after being
taken"
@HOw came your friend the detective
on hand, Doctor"
"That concerns another part of it. The
old Doctor feared sudden death from
some source, and his room was connected
with the Office Of the detective by tele-
graph
@My friend heard the alarm bell. and
was in the house before a quarter of an
hour had elapsed, yet he found the old
gentleman stone dead"
Terrible, terrible, to think he died
alone. I feel now that all was not done
that might have been on my part. Doc
tor, do you think he suffered?"
81 fear he did, but more from mental
than bodily anguish. I am not yet done,
young sir. My friend Mr.. Ketcham
asked me to examine his breast, to see if
there were marks of the poison having
caused the blood to gather about the
heart.
Judge of my amazement when I dis
covered a small puncture directly over
his heart and drop Of blood upon his
Clothes
Parker uttered low, gurgling cry.
He was surveying me with a fixed
stare, and there was something set and
stony in it that made me think of the
dead.
Was he trying to read my mind-to
learn what I suspected?
went on:
@Aiy friend now told me why he had
brought me to see dead man; it was not
TO save but to aVenge.
~He wished me TO learn, positively and
without the faintest shadow of doubt,
whether the terrible stroke at the heart
had been the cause of death or the
poison"
@And what did you decide?" huskily
asked the young man.
was becoming more cool and collect
ed as I proceeded, while he showed all
the symptoms Of intense excitement.
Nor could I blame him. If he was
guilty Of this terrible crime, then it must
seem to him as though the day Of judg-
ment had surely arrived.
MY examination convinced me Of GER
tain things which could be readily proved
should the occasion ever arise.
q knew that the Doctor had taken the
poison before receiving the stab-Wound,
but that it had been given Immediately
after, and that the last spark of life had
left his body before the poison had had
half a chance TO work, so that DR.. Sea-
bury did not die by his own hand. but
was murdered"
said this in a cold, ringing voice. 1t
was my intention to send the charge
homo to his guilty soul like a cannon
shot
He betrayed all the symptoms of one
who was in mortal fear.
His hands worked cOnvulsively, and
his eyes sought mine again with much
the same expression in them as I have
seen in a dog as he covers before the
master from whom he expects a whip
ping.
1 believed I had cornered my game
right here, and that presently would
eXtOrt a confession that must not only
raise my prOWess in the mind Of the great
detective, Mr.. Ketcham, but at the same
time save LeOnore.
1t only needed a little more skillful
manipulation and the thing was done.
"This is a terrible thing, Doctor" al
last fell from his lips.
%Yes, indeed, Mr.. Parker. 1t was bad
enough to believe the old man had takeI
his own life, but is much worse when We
find that some cowardly assassin crept VI
behind him and slew him"
He hid his face in his hands, as hi.
emotion became too powerful In my
eyes this was strong sign of guilt
was about ready to send the final boil
home. Leaning forward so that I eoulC
watch him closely, while at the sam,
time my hand slipped around to where
my revolver was hidden. said:
Theodore Parker, what business
brought you to that room on the night o
the murder-that caused you to climl
the vines to the window above? Speaks
@Great heavensi Do you believe it wa
1 who did this terrible deed?" he sud
denly asked, showing his face.
81 have reason to think So"
"But you do not seem to know my con
nectiOn there"
Il can guess it-you are Leonore'
lover"
He groaned dismally.
@Worse still. I am Abraham Seabury'
son.
1t was my turn to be amazed.
TO BE Continued