The sun. [volume] (Morris, Stevens County, Minn.) 1882-1895, 1894-07-12

Is correct and have every reason to
believe that it is, this man would
rather risk anything than lose this ring.
According to my notion he dropped it
while. STOPPING over Drebber's body,
and did not miss it ut the time. After
leaving the house he discovered his loss,
and hurried back, but found the police
already in possession, owing to his own
folly in leaving the candle burning.
He had to pretend to be drunk in order
to allay the suspicious which might
have been aroused by his appearance
at the gate. Now, put yourself in that
mans place. On thinking the matter
over, it must have occurred to him that
it was possible that he had lost the ring
in the road after leaving the house.
What would he do then? He would eag-
crly look out for the evening papers,
in the hope of seeing it among the arti-
Cles found. His eyes, of course, would
light upon this. He would be overjoy-
ed. Why should he fear Il trap? There
would be no reason in his eyes why
the finding of the ring should be con-
nected with the murder. He would
come. He will come. You shall see
him within an hour"
And thenT' l asked.
'Oh. you can leave me to deal with
him then. Have you any arms?'
Il have my old service revolver and Il
few cartridges" .--.
"YOu had better clean and load it.
He will be desperate man. and though
shall take him unawares, it is as
well to be ready for anything"
l went to my bedroom and followed
his advice. When 1 returned with the
pistol my table had been cleared, and
Holmes was engaged in his favorite oc-
cupation of scraping upon his violin.
The plot thickens," he said, as en-
tered; Il have just had an answer to
my American telegram. My view Of
the case is the correct one"
And that is?' Ssked eagerly.
My fiddle would be the better for
new strings" he remarked. Put your
pistol i'll your pocket. When the fellow
comes speak to him in an ordinary
way. Leave the rest to me- Don't
frighten him by looking at him too
hard"
1T is 8 o'clock now," said, glancing
at my watch.
Yes. He will probably be here in a
few minutes. Open the door slightly.
That will do. Now put the key on the
inside. Thank you! This is a queer old
book l picked up at the stall yesterday
De Jure inter Gentes'-published in
Latin at Liege in the Lowlands, in 1912
CharleS's head was still firm on his
shoulders when this little brown-back-
cd volume Was struck off. .
who is the printerY'
Philippe de Croy, whoever he may
have been. On the fy-leaf, in Il very
faded ink, is written, 'EX libris Grliol
mi Whyte.' / wonder who William
Whyte was. Some pragmatical seven.
teenth century lawyer, l suppose. His
writing has Il legal twist about it.
Here comes our man, l think"
AS he spoke there was sharp ring
at the bell Sherlock Holmes rose
softly, and moved his chair in the di
rectiOn of the door. We heard the ser
want pass along the hall, and the SHARP
click of the latch as he opened it.
Does DR.. Watson live here| asked
a clear but rather harsh voice. We
could not hear the servants reply, but
the door closed, and some one began
TO ascend the stairs The football was
an uncertain and shuff1ing one A look
of>surprise passed over the face Of my
companion as he listened to it. 1t came
slowly along the passage and there was
a feeble tap at the door.
Come in," cried.
At my summons, instead of the mar
Of violence whom we expected, a very
old and wrinkled woman hobbled into
the apartment. She appeared to be
C1azzled by the sudden blaze of light
and, after dropping a courtesy, shf
stood blinking at us with her bleared
eyes and fumbling in her pocket with
nervous, shaky fingers. / glanced a
my companion and his face assumed
such a disconsolate expression that i
was all could do to keep my coun
fenance
The old crone drew out an eyenins
paper, and pointed to our advertise
ment. Its this as has brought me
good gentlemen" she said, dropping an
other courtesy; ga gold wedding ring il
the Brixton Road. 1t belongs to MI
girl Sally, as was married only thi'
time twelve-months, which her hus
band is steward aboard a Union boat
and what he'd say if come 'ome anC
found her without her ring is more
than I can think, he being short enough
at the best O. times, but more espec
tally when he has the drink. If /
please you, she went to the circus las
night along With
rs that her ring?" asked.
1.-The Lord be thankedp' cried th
old woman; "Sally will be glad wo
man this night. That's the ring"
And what may your address be?"
inquired, taking up a pencil.
mo. 13 Duncan street, HoundsditcI
a weary way from here"
''The BPixton road does not lie be
tween any circus and Houndsditch,
said Sherlock Holmes.
The old woman faced round and look
ed keenIy at him from her little red
trimmed eyes. ''The gentleman aske,
me for my address," she said "Sall.
lives I'm lodgings at No. May1ielC
place, PecEham."
And your name is-?"
MY name Is SaTyer-hers is Dennis
which Tom Dennis married her-and
smart. clean lad, too, as long as he
at sea, and no steward in the compan.
more thought Of; but when on shore
what with the women and what witt
iid1,or shops"
Here is your ring, Mrs, Sawyer"
INTERRUPTED, in obedience to sign from
my companipn; 1T clearly belongs t,
to restore it to the rightful owner''
With many mumbled blessings ant
protestations of gratitude, the old cron,
packed it away i'll her pocket ant
shuffied off down the stairs Sherlocl
Holmes sprang to his feet the momen
she was gone and rushed int0 his room
lie returned in q few seconds envesop
ed ia aa ulster and cravat. 'II
follow her." he said. hu1Tiedly; "sho
must be IN accompliee, and will leaC
me to him. Wait up for me-" Tht
hall door had hardly slammed behint
our visitor before Holmes had descend
ed the staig Looking through the win
dow, could see her walking feeblJ
along the other side, while her pursuel
dogged her some little distance behind
4'Either his whole theory is incorrect.