Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1896-07-08


ing some men driving several cattle
along the street. One Of the steers broke
away and ran back in this direction,
aud we were both interested over the
commotion caused by the occurrence.
Mr.. Powell remarked that it brought
back old times, and that when a boy he
had frequently seen many droves of cat
tie in single summer. Then he turned
suddenly and retired to his private Of
fice."
"How old was Mr.. Powell then?"
"That might have been two years
ago. Probably 81.
"When he was q boy, cattle were
driven to the eastern markets in droves
from Ohio, Illinois and Indiana, unused
Cochrane. "Mr. Powell was born in
the country, as I suspected. All our
most successful men are. That's why l
thought I would succeed in the city.
Good night, Mr.. Kendall Twill be here
early in the morning."
Nor did Cochrane forget his promise,
for when John reached the Office in the
morning he found him pacing up and
down the corridor quito impatiently.
Then followed another long series Of
questions, some Of which had been asked
the day before, but many upon fresh
lines At length, when it seemed as
though he had exhausted every possible
trait in the missing speculator's make
up, Cochrane suddenly asked If it was
Powell's practice to shave himself
Formerly it was" replied Kendall,
"but of late years he patronized bar
ber, and I don't think he missed visit
to the same shop single business day
for at least ten years. He was very reg
ular in every habit and practice. "
"Where's that shop?" asked Cochrane,
stroking his chin. II need a shave "
In less than an hour he returned to
the Office greatly pleased with the re-
suit Of his visit, for the loquacious bar
ber had given him in minute detail the
incidents attendant upon Powell's last
visit to his shop.
Mrs. Kendall was present when Coch-
rane returned, and he took the oppor-
tunity to question her upon the same
points he had already covered with her
husband. Slowly he drew from them
every detail of day neither could ever
forget. Time after time he had them
describe just how Mr.. Powell appeared,
but not once did he ask for their i'm
pressions as to why the cold, cynical
and austere man had in night changed
into a gentle, confiding, solicitous, gen.
erous friend. He wanted picture Of
the man he was endeavoring to find, not
mere photograph. Features may be
changed by disguises, sickness, lapse OF
time, exposure or death. Cochrane
wanted to see the man himself, and he
could only do 80 through the eyes OF
others He wanted to read Powells
mind and discover his motives, and he
could only do so by asking others to re-
call distant incidents, hoping that upon
some one of them might hang the thread
that would guide him from the laby-
rinth Of mystery into which all were
plunged. Late in the afternoon he asked
John if Powell's apartments were re-
tanned for him and were in practically
the same condition as when he left them.
"They are," replied Kendall. my
instructions were to pay the rent and
provide for the care Of his suit until
his return. The detectives have made
the rooms number Of visits and search
ed the letters, papers, clothing and fur
niture. They discovered no more than
they did here"
"Whichwas nothing, said Cochrane.
LET US go and see for ourselves. Imay
be better able to judge tho man when l
examine his home surroundings
Mr.. Powell's apartments were not
overfurnished. The rooms were three in
number, the larger one being used as
library and sitting room. 1tcontained
bookcase, desk, easy chairs, q handsome
couch, several fine pictures, most of
which were rural scenes, and mantel
upon which were some rare bits Of brio
a-brac. His bedroom was the picture Of
comfort. The third room contained a
couple of wardrobes and q variety Of
light gymnasium apparatus. Opening
from this were clothespresses and the
bath. All were III perfect order, and,
though the rooms had been ransacked
by the detectives several times, it was
evident that all had been restored by
careful hands.
"These rooms arc as Mr.. Powell left
them," said Kendall us Cochrane looked
inquiringly about him. Il have spent
many hours here in restoring order, for
I knew it would grieve him to return
and find things out of place. 1 do not
think if he We're to return this moment
he could find any disarrangement of his
effects that would suggest to him that
he had been absent. have even kept
lying upon his desk the book he had
doubtless been reading the day before he
left. I found it the first time I came
here, and so have left it with his book
mark in the exact place he put it. y"
Cochrane picked up the book and
glanced at its title "'Ben-Hur, he