Daily camera., 1897-07-28

dead tired, and have been taken in worse
than ever was before"
Remarkable" said DR.. Lampkin,
thoughtfully. 81 can't make it out. Do
you think he did it for the fun of the
thing?"
mo. I'm sure he really meant to
keep his word," said Hendricks, "and
that something suddenly caused him to
change his plans"
Perhaps it was the awful fear of the
gallows brought wildly to his mind by
seeing you there" suggested DR.. Lamp
kin.
Hendricks made no reply, but, with
corrugated brow and impatient stride,
continued his walk to and fro.
Lie down here" said the doctor.
"Relax your body, and let me put you
20 sleep. This sort of thing will do no
good; you won't be able to work to-
morrow"
Hendricks threw himself on the
lounge, but at the sound of footsteps
on the stairs sprang up cxpectantly.
"Thank God!" he muttered. The
door opened, and messenger boy in
blue uniform entered and handed the
detective letter. at is from our man.
said Hendricks, as he opened it.
Dear Sir" the le:;er sald-"I did not
want to break faith with you this evening,
but l had to do it. The truth is, something
occurred to me that must attend to before
giving myself up, and 1 was afraid you
would not give me the time l want as lit
tie sensation over this matter as possible,
on account of my sister and rIy little
nephew, whose name I so thoughtlessly
used. Through them you have me in your
power. l would not otherwise give up so
easily. ] confess l killed Richard N.
Strong. He deliberately robbed me, and
has wrecked my life. / heard he was
about to marry a young lady, and that was
the straw as the saying is. l hypnotized
WILDLY, and tried to make him commit
the deed, but failed. My first intention was
to lay the crime on him, but after left the
house / wrote the notes and scattered them
about town to keep the young man from
being suspected. / hated them both, one
for stealing, and the other for being the
person who would eventually get the bene-
fit of the money, but could rot let ano thCI
suffer for a deed Of mine. If you come, as
soon as you get this, TO 567 Mott street
where l have room-top floor front-you
may do with me as you like. | shall wait
for you.
THOMAS HAMPTON FARLEIGH.'
"Is it a trap?" asked DR.. Lampkin,
when, he had read the letter.
Hendricks was silent.
"Any answer. sire" The messenger
boy stood waiting in the open door
way. H.E
mo. But wait" cried the detective.
"Do you know what time this message
was left at your ofiice?''
about nine, sir, l think. The in
structions were to deliver it exactly at
one o'clock" -- -
"Ah!" Hendricks pulled his beard
thoughtfully, as he looked at clock on
the wall. "You are punctual."
"The man said that it must be taken
exactly on time"
Tall, gray-haired, darl-skinned fel-
low?" wan ,-r.- g.
"Yes, SIR
HAS anyone called to ask about it
since it was left?" a-aE.
NO, sir. l have been in the. Office
ever since.'
The conversation paused for mo-
ment; then the detective seemed to col
lect his thoughts with start. He gave
the boy quarter. .-.4
Call cab for us at once, as you go
out. Have it at the door" He turned
to the doctor as the boy went down the
stairs
eve must go to Mott street at once.
Are you sure you feel like it?"
Nothing could please me more. 1t
seems to me that you have been doing
all the work. want to get into it,