Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1894-03-17

Surely"
well. Franklin Dyke did not have
the notebook"
mo-" Astonishment, wonder. in
the reply.
''Who then?"
81 found II in the house Of his broth
er. Adrian Dyke"
II a bombshell had fallen into the
doctors carriage he could not have
shown greater surprise.
adrian Dylse?" he cries.
Eyes, locked up in drawer OF his
desk"
TIE doctor remains silent. Finally
he asks.
But how came Il there
HE must have put it there, seeing
that he carries the keys that lock and
unlock the drawers.
GLOW did you come to discover it?'
The detective explains.
"And you have il with you?"
In answer. Takcr draws out the
book, and hands II to the doctor.
He takes il eagerly, looking through
It by the faint light OF fading day.
"Yes, it is the missing hook" he
says sadly; 1.-The book which !jr. vii.
bur has carried for some months.
There are others like II Mt my office in
his private desk" He is idly turning
over the leaves as he speaks. What is
this?" he cries suddenly. There is a
leaf missing-torn out?'
81 observed as much when l first ex.
amined it."
at is the leaf upon which
the doctor must have recorded the
births of the two Oh ldren-Gardner
and Adrian Dykes"
Ives, ] also came to that conclusion
The next leaf Is blank
''Who could have done this?"
'Adrian Dyke. perhaps"
''But why destroy the leaf and re-
tain the book?'
Just the course of reasoning took
up. ] have found the book, and have
encountered mystery"
ut is mysterious.
81 shall unravel it." Then, slyly,
"Don't you think there lisa chance for
Franklin Dyke innocence"
Yes, do-a great chance. shall
make it my business TO call upon the
young man. saw him once, il my
Office, the morning OF the day my part
ner met his death. did not observe
him closely then. but ! shall ca !
him tomorrow, in the morning: my
afternoon will b. taken up by very
sad. TO me. distasteful. duty"
He is going to carry out the last
seI h c a,tv ha s1e f
ton OF the will. He does not explain
this to the detective. however.
''Do so: call on him. He will be glad
to see you then. After you see Franklin
Dyke, II you have any suspicion of his
guilt, ] shall say you are NO judge OF
character"
The doctor smiles.
II fiattcr myself upon that point"
he says, Il consider can read human
nature pretty we'll have been trying
to read you"
"Well, with what success
"You are shrewd. deep man. o
faithful friend, a relentless, unforgiv-
ing enemy-determined and far
sighted"
Thanks! We are near town; will
take my own buggy now. You will
keep what have told you. l have
trusted YOU"
"You can trust me, sir. Do you wish
to keep this book?"
We'll. would rather do So"
The doctor hands him the book.
Taker jumps out into the middle OF the
road. The doctor leans forward and
says:
"And one thing more, Mr.. Takcr. If
1t is proven that Franklin Dyke is in
nocent, and another guilty. he shall
be recompepsed by me for the hours
passed in prison. And II you ferret
out the guilty one, and unravel this
mystery, shall take il upon my self to
reward you literally. Good night"
He starts to DIR W. away.
A sudden thought strikes Taker.
He runs after the carriage
"Ho. doctor" he shouts
The carriage stops. the aocio. looks
out the side.
DO you know when the will is 10
De read
What will?"
"The will of the aunt"
'0h, Miss Dykes? The day after
tomorrow, after the funeral"
THANK you. Good night"
Good night"
The day after to-morrow-Satrr-
day. think must arrange II so
can hear that will read, mutters
Taker.
lie climbs into his buggy, and CHR.
rups TO the horse. He looks at his
watch.
by the hockey! Half-past eight, and
I have had no supper-nnd no dinner,
either. now that come TO think of it.
Git up there, pony! | guess you can
eat good, square meal, too. I'm
hungry enough to eat horse, and
chase the driver n half mile. CIT
along
The horse steps out briskly, and is
soon at the stable. Hot Taler enjoys
a substantial repast at the best res
taurantin West Chester, that night,
then visits Throckmorton, who over
whelms him with praise and thanks,
until the detective is glad TO make his
escape.
lie sleeps at the Turks Head" leav-
ing q call for a. m.
CHAPTER XIII.
FRANKLIN DYKES TWO vIsrToBA