Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1894-02-17

"I know he did not leave my house
last night, and consequently could not
possibly know anything"
Your method of reasoning is rather
obscure, Mr.. Dyke. The chief of po-
lice would not have insisted If he had
not thought the witness valuable
one. You should allow us to be the
judges, not you. You can step down
for the present; do not leave the room,
l may wish to question you farther"
The coroner speaks sternly. The
respectful attitude of the man has
been swallowed up in the stern exact.
itude of the official.
"Mr. Throckmorton, take the stand"
please state all that has occurred to
you since you began your investigation
this MISUNDERSTANDING with your ar
rival upon the scene of the crime, ii
such it is, and then, what happened
after"
The chief is a stout man, and the
crowded state of the office causes him
to perspire freely. He mops his face,
looks about him and begins.
"After had driven the carriage with
the body to this place, ! went home
threw saddle upon another horse
and started out first went to the
house of Conrad Gardner: from him
learned that the doctor had been there
the night before-all that he has testi-
fed here. / filled up b ank subpoena
and headed my horse toward the house
of Mr.. Dyke.
after several hard rings at the door
] was admitted bv the man James Pot
ter. He no sooner saw me, than he
turned as white as a sheet his rather
aroused my curiosity. The man knows
me, we have been a ;quainted for years,
and he has no reason to fear me. Why.
should he turn SO white? is your
master in,' / asked. Yes, Mr..
Throckmorton. You will find him
in the library he says.
You have heard of the death of DIR.
Wilbur asked. He was seized with
a trembling lit. Yes he answered,
his teeth chattering. DO you think
he was murdered?' he asked. l had
not mentioned the word murder. Why
should he ask this question? Perhaps
from curiosity, perhaps something
else. Just ut that minute, MIR. Adrian
Dyke appeared upon the scene. He
seemed surprised at my visit. Stated
that he had heard the sound OF my
voice, and had come out of his library
to see what was wanted. l told him
the object of my visit. He seemed
greatly disturbed. Poor old man, he
murmured-'It is sad Those We're
his very words. Then he seemed to
notice the peculiar actions of the
servant. What is the matter with you,
James?' he said, in stern voice. oh,
Mister Adrian. to think that it should
come to this, the man answered.
never saw a man get into such state
of passion as Mr.. Dyke die, at that
moment. He seized the man by the
collar of his coat and shook him like a
dog shaking a rat, calling him Fool,
.Imbecile' and such names. l made
up my mind that the man knew some
thing, and filed out two blank sub
penas at once. One for the master,
the other for the man. 1t was then
that MIR. Dyke showed his anger to me.
'''he shall not testify he shouted.
"'I guess he will, MIR. Adrian, |
answered. He grew abusive, but
kept my temper, but to be sure
the man would be here, placed
him under arrest. and here he
is. II he don't know something
about this affair. then am very much
mistaken, and if you question him
right, you Ii get at the foundation Of it
all"
: The Chief of Police resumes his place
by the side OF James Potter, upon
whom the eager. curious crowd are
striving to gaze. The interest has Wis
IDLY increased during the statement OF
the Chief Of Police. and they anxiously
wait To hear what Potter has to say.
To rE. CONTINUED.