Mexico weekly ledger., 1894-01-18
CHAPTER v.

OUR ADVERTISEMENT BRINGS A VISITOR
Our mornings exertions had been
too much for my weak health, and I
tired cut in the afternoon. After
Holmes departure for the concert, /
lay down upon the sofa and endeav-
ored to get a couple of hours sleep. 1t
a useless attempt. My mind had
been too much excited by all that had
occurred, and the strangest fancies
and surmises crowded into it. Every
time that I closed my eyes l saw be-
fore me the distorted, baboon-like
countenance of the murdered man. So
sinister was the impression which that
face had produced upon me that I
found it difficult to feel anything but
gratitude for him who had removed it's
owner from the world. If ever human
features bespoke vice of the most
malignant type, they were certainly
those of Enoch ]. Drebber, of Cleve-
land. Still / recognized that justice
must be done, and that the d~epravity
Of the victim was no confinement in
the eyes of the law.
The more I thought of it the more
extraordinary did my companions
hypothesis, that the man had been
poisoned, appear. l remember how he
had shifted his lips, and had no doubt
that he had detected something which
had given rise to the idea. Then,
again, if not poison, what had caused
the mans death, since there was
neither wound nor marks of strangu-
1ation? But. on the other hand, whose
blood was that which lay SO thickly
upon the floor? There were no signs
of a struggle, nor had the victim any
weapon with which he might have
wounded IN antagonist. As long as
all these questions were unsolved, l
felt that sleep would be no easy
matter, either for Holmes or myself.
His quiet, self-confident manner con-
WINGED me that he had already formed
a theory which explained all the facts,
though what it was I could not for an
instant conjecture. :
He was very late in returning-so
late that I knew that the concert could
not have detained him all that time.
Dinner was on the table before he APP
peared.
ut was magnificent" he said, as he
took his seat. do you remember
what Darwin says about music? He
claims that the power of producing and
approaching it existed among the hui
man race long before the power of
speech was arrived at. Perhaps that
is why we are so subtly influenced by
it. There are vague memories in u
souls of those misty centuries when
the world was in it's childhood"
That's rather a broad idea," I re-
marked.
nature if they are to interpret nature"
he answered. whats the matter?
You're not looking quite yourself.
This Brixton road affair has upset
you"
ITO tell the truth, it has,"I said.
81 ought to be more East hardened
after my Afghan experiences. l saw
my comrades hacked to pieces at
Maiwand without losing my nerve
81 can understand. There is a mys-
terry about this which stimulates the
Imagination; where there is no imag-
ination there is no horror. Have you
seen the evening paper?"
"No."
at gives a fairly good account of the
affair. It does not mention the fact
that when the nan was raised up q
woman's wedding ring fell upon the
floor. It is just as well it does not"
"Why?"
"Look at this advertisement" he an
swered. 81 had one sent to every pa
per this morning Immediately after the
affair"
He threw the paper across to me,
and I glanced at the place indicated.
It was the first announcement in the
"Found" column. "In Brixton road