The sun. [volume] (Morris, Stevens County, Minn.) 1882-1895, 1894-07-26
BY CONAN DOYLE.


marked Holmes.
$50 1t proved. spent the whole of
| yesterday evening in making inquiries
| entirely without avail This morning
began very early, and at 8 o'clock /
reached Halliday's Private Hotel, In
Little George street. On my inquiry
as to whether Mr.. Stangerson was llv-
ing there, they at once answered me In
the affirmative.
| mo doubt you are the gentleman
whom he was expecting" they said.
He has been waiting for gentleman
for two days
Where is he now asked.
He is up stairs in bed. He wished
to be called at g.
i will go up and Sc him at once
/ said.
| 1T seemed to me that my sudden
| appearance might shake his nerves and
lead him to say som athing u1guarded
| The Boots volunteered to show me the
i room; 1t was on the second floor, and
there was a small corridor leading up
to it. The Boots pointed out the door
to me, and was about to go downstairs
| again when l saw something that made
me feel sickish, in spite of my twenty
| years experience. From under the
| door there cJlrled little red ribbon of
blood, which had meandered across
the passage and formed a little pool
along the skirting at the other side.
gave cry which brought the Boots
back. He nearly tainted when he saw
| it. The door was locked on the inside,
but we put our shoulders to 1t and
| knocked it in. The window of the
room was open, and beside the window,
| all huddled up, the body of man In
his nj hit dress. He was quite dead,
and had been for some time, for his
| limbs were rigid and cold. When we
turned him over the Boots recognized
him at once as being the same gentle
man who had engaged the room under
| the name of Joseph StangarsOn The
| cause of death was a deep stab in the
| left side, which must have penetrated
| the heart. And now comes the strang-
| est part of the affair, What do you
| suppose was above the murdered
| man?'
1.-THE word RACHE, written in letters
| of blood" he said.
| "That was it." said Lestradc, in an
| awe-struck voice; and we were all 81
| lent for a while.
| There was something so methodical
L lbOut liz ASSANo
| of this unknown assassin, that impart-
| ed a fresh ghastliness to his crimes.
| My nerves, which were steady enough
on the field of battle, tingled as l
| thought of it.
1.-The man was SEEM" continued Les
trade. "a milk-boy, passing on his way
to the dairy, happened to walk down
to the lane which leads from the NEWS
| at the back of the hotel. He noticed
that ladder which usually lay there,
was raised against one of the windows
| of the second floor, which was wide
open. After passing, he looked back,
| and saw man descend the ladder.
He came down so quietly and openly
that the boy imagined him to be some
| carpenter or joiner at work III he
| hotel He took no particular notice
| Of him, beyond thinking in his own
/ mind that 1t was early for him to be at
/ work. He has an impression that the
nan was TALL had - reddish face, and
was dressed in q long, brownish coat
He must have stayed in the room
some little time after the murder, for
we found blood-stained water i'll the
basin, where he had washed his hands
and marks OH the sheets where he had
/ WlpSu nhALC'
| l glanced at Holmes on hearing the
description of the murderer, which tai
lied so exactly with his own. There
was, however, no trace of exultatlon Or
satisfaction upon his face
Did you find nothing in the room
which could furnish clue to the MUIR
derer?" he asked.
Nothing. Stangerson had Drebber's
purse in his pocket, but it seems that
this was usual, as he did all the pay
ing. There was eighty odd pounds in
1t, but nothing had been taken. What
ever the motives of these extraordinary
crimes, robbery is certainly not one
of them. There was no papers or men,
oranda in the murdered mans pocket,
except a single telegram, dated from
Cleveland about 4 month ago, and con-
tainfug the words, j. H. is~in Europe
There was no name appended to this
message"
And there was nothing else?
HIt99lllnes asked.
| Nothing Qf any importance. The
mans novel, with which he had read
himself to sleep, was lying upon the
bed, and his pipe was on chair be-
side him. There was glass of water
ON the table, and on the window sill
a small chip ointment box, containing a
couple Of pills..
Sherlock Holmes sprang from his
chair with an exclamation of delight
1.-THE last link" he cried, eXultal tly.
| "NIy case is complete.
The two detectives stared at him in
amazement.
II have now in my hands, my com
| pa1iion said confidently, It'll the
threads which have formed such n tan
gle. There are, of course, details to be
filed in, but / am certain of all the
| main facts, from the time that Drebbel
parted from Stangerson at the station
up to the discovery Of the body ct the
latter, as IL / had seen them with my
own eyes. / will give you proof OF
my knowledge. Could you lay your
hand upon those pills?"
II have them," said Lestrade, pro-
ducing a small white box; Il took them
ana the purse and the kilograms, in.
tending to have them put in a clace OF
safety at the police station. 1t was
the merest chance, my taking these
pills, for / am bound to say that l dc
not attach any Importance to them"
!NGiye them here" said Holmes
NOV doctor. turning to me, ARE
those ordinary pillsY' !
They certainly were nGi. They were
of a pearly gray color, small, round,
and almost transparent against the
light From their lightness and
Transparency, / should imagine they
are soluble in water" / remarked.
Precisely SOL answered Holmes
IrNow would you mind going down and
Il Ca IiifIn 1oxyil ne n ffi1A
rier which has been bad SO long, and
which the landiady wanted go4 10 pllI
out of Its pain yesterday,
] went down stairs and carried thu
dog upstairs in my arms. Its labnred
breathing and glazing eye showed thai
lit was not far from it's end. Indeed
it's white muzzle proclaimed that
1t had already exceeded the usual tern
of canine existence. placed it upon
a cushion on the rug.
II will now cut one Of those pills IL