Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1894-04-21

never be found" says Taker, regret
fully. ''Td like to have that for q
curiosity"
"No," answers the doctor, 81 sup
pose the notebook was burned with the
house"
mo, / have the notebook" cries
Taker, ~ picked it up at the same
time did the watch and chain"
"Have you 1t with you" asks
Gareau.
ayes. Here it is" handing it to
him.
The young man takes the book,
opens it and produces the discolored
and nearly destroyed leaf.
Here is the missing leaf" he saws.
They all crowd around the bed.
Curiously they examine this strange
witness, recovered in such q strange
manner.
"How did you get it?" asks Taker.
Gareau explains. They listen breath
lessly.
well, that beats the Dutch" re-
marks Throckmorton.
Franklin Dyke is not yet aware OF
the good fortune which is awaiting
him. or rather his daughter. When
he hears 1t he can hardly believe 1t.
They hurry to the residence of Justus
Belknap.
That surly gentleman convinces the
young man that it Is correct.
at is worth while putting in few
days In jail to have such surprise in
store for you when you get out" cries
Franklin. "You seem to enjoy 1t SO
much more"
Adrian Dyke is buried the following
day. A large concourse Of people fol-
low him to the grave, not from respect,
but from curiosity. The only true
mourners he has, the only ones who
shed a tear over his grave, are his
brother, and his servant, Conrad Gard
ner. His infant child Is buried with
him. She is laid by his side in the
costly casket, her little head lying on
his heart, now still in death, which
turned against her at the hour Of her
birth.
Who knows but what her angel
presence brought forgiveness to the
guilty father before the great white
throne? Who can tell?
DIR. Gareau never married. Like his
partner, he devoted himself to the
practice of his profession. The dis
covery made by him upon the last
night that the same roof covered the
partners proved Of lasting benefit to
the honored profession OF which he
grew to be bright and shining mem
Der. He has erected q magnificent
residence upon the site OF the one
burned.
az will still carry on the old bust
ness ut the old stand" he said.
DIR. Wilbur was never inferred.
His body was consumed in the
raging flames that laid waste his
earthly home. 1t had sheltered him
since boyhood. He mingled his ashes
with those Of his home.
Franklin Dyke became q different
man. No more debauchery and dissi-
patton for him now. No; he has q
daughter to look after, to see that she
reaches womanhood, free from any
thing that will bring dishonor to the
honorable name of Dyke. There Is so
much temptation lui king in the path
way of the innocent these days. So
many wolves-seeking what they may
devour.
AZ number ei0 South Fifth Street,
Philadelphia, q small black sign
swings In the breeze. II you walk
close up to 1t, you may read the legend
Il bears:
TAKER & ROaERsON,
DETECTIVES.
We will step inside. There Is no one
In ut present, both Of the partners are
absent.
The Office Is furnished plainly. A
desk, few chairs, some pictures OF
noted criminals, etc and yes-a small
bookcase. 1t holds but twelve books;
they are divided In the center; there is
a small black book framed In the very
center. An odd conceit, but Tsker
would rather lose half his bank &C
count than that unpreteutious volume.
We have seen It before; we viii take adj
vantage of the absence Of the pro-
urietors 70 examine Il All yes, we