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

"Why, Bill, what is it?" he cries as
the man stops before the door.
''Dr. Wilbur" gasps the man 1--WE
found him--hcS dead--murdered, up
the road" and he sits upon the stone
steps leading to the door TO recover hi
breath.
Dead! murderedv The words ring
in the partners ears. How can this
be?" he cries, his mind distraught. his
heart full of horror.
Its true, DIR. Gareau; we found
him. Come, quick"
He turns and enters his Office. He
cannot credit the truth of the mans
statement. Who could be base enough
to strike down his noble partner-the
kindly old doctor, who had not an
enemy in the whole wide world? But
it must be true. The breathless farm
hand, who is even now waiting TO con.
duet him to the spot, has said SO He
must 60 at once; perhaps it is only
faint, only one of the sudden attacks
which come upon the old man some.
times.
Yes, that must be it. lie cannot be.
lievs him dead He seizes his hat and
case of instruments, together with
vial of colorless liqnid upon the desk,
and hurries out into the street There
he finds a crowd assembled around
Bill, who is telling them all about the
terrible discovery. BETTER 60 for the
coroner" he hears man say
AN the chief Of police" suggests
another.
No way of keeping it quiet; the
whole town will be ringing with the
news in al hour.
Come" he says in stern voice tc
the garrulous farm hand. II will &c
with you"
"Thet's his partner" remarks one
of the crowd, q man with an unshaveD
face and unkcmpt hair.
Along the strret, followed by ne
crowd, the young physician with i
anxious heart pursues his way. he
man Bill is by his side, directing his
course. Out upon the dusty road, uT
needing the heat Of the sun, thinking
only of the partner he loves, his bene'
factor, his more than father. He hears
the sound of horses hoofs behind him
and the whirr of carriage wheels. He
mechanically steps aside to allow the
vehicle to pass him, but the carriage
stops.
lit is Doctor Gareau," he hears
voice say. lie looks up and sees the
chief of police, man by the name of
Thro :kmorton, seated in the CARR. g.,
the coroner, and a physician of West
Chester by his side Some one of the
crowd had been busy.
sGVnr ,.a ~, vn,,r - Tho cnapa
of the crime" cries the chief So are
we; jump in"
The carriage has.two seats, SO the
young doctor accepts the invitation.
the man Bill springing in by his side.
The whip is applied 10 the horse and
they spin along.
What do you know of this sad af
fair?" asks Throckmorton, turning
half way around aud addressing
Gareau.
"Nothing. have just been in
formed by this young man
"Can it be MURDER suggests the
policeman.
II cannot conceive the objert OF it.
if 1t is"
"Oh, yes. it's murder" puts in the
is blood ON his face"
:lou have seen the bodv"'
IL seen it"
The horse is urged to gallop The
news has spread quickly, for as they
come in sight of the spot. crowd OF
country people is discovered sitting
upon the fences along the roadside,
some smoking, some chewing, others
whiting. all talking OF the all absorb
ing topic. each advancing some idea as
to the probable cause of the death
They are all agreed upon one thing.
and that is, that the good old man was
murdered. hut by whom, and for what
purpose, they cannot say
They make way for the carriage;
they see and recognize those within.
The chief of police. the coroner, and
the young doctor, are well
known personages. The officials
approach the body It has
been left just where found. The
farm hands, Sol and Harry, are stand
ing by it, as If to guard the dead
With beating heart, Gareau places
his finger upon the pulse. No sign
that faithful indicator is stilled for
eve. Tenderly he lifts the white eye
lids.
Dead" he sobs, ''deadr'
Throckmorton is examining the sur.
He finds the dead man.
long leather satcnei wnlcn lie mas us-o
10 carry such articles as he shall re-
ouire upon his visits, lying closed about
ten feet from the body. And now half