Daily camera., 1897-09-03

No, l am thankful that no mans
blood is on my hands. Although
came very near shooting him"
Then | explained how jackson hat
been killed. told nothing about Mr.
Morley's connection with the affair
They listened intently, and then Som
tag, carrying jimmy, went to the door
"Will you two stand to one side?'
Sonntag called out. THAT shooting ap
paratus might go off again in getting
the door open.'
The bundle of papers which hat
fallen from the dead mans grasp was
picked up by Sonntag's companion anc
handed by him to Mr.. Perry. Then the
man turned to me, and, bestowing q
smile upon me at the astonishment he
evidently saw depicted on my face, went
to Sonntag's assistance
No wonder | was amazed For the
man was he who had played such 6
tried to shoot me, and had escaped my
wrath few minutes before-Skinner
the station agent at Sidington.
'Ah, here is some of it, Nelson-some
of the stolen bonds!" Mr. Perry ex
claimed, in excitement. perhaps we
pose there is any hope Of getting back
the money" he continued, with sigh
"Oh, well, the bonds stolen amounted tc
S5OO,O0O If we get them back, it vii
be something"
Then he hurriedly stepped over near
the door to watch Sonntag and Skin
ner, leaving me to my thoughts.
Poor Florence. My heart was rent
when l pictured her grief. And my
promise to Mr.. Morley that she should
never hear anything against her fa-
ther to cause a diminution Of her love
and respect-how was | to keep that
promise, when the father lay there in
yonder room, shot to death by his part
ner, his tool, his pupil in crime?
Here another pistol-report sounded
followed by an exclamation of satisfac-
ton from Sonntag, for Immediately the
door swung open. ---.,...,. .....--.
"Now, then, Mr.. Conway, you can
investigate this mystery" he said, COM
ing toward me.
While Mr.. Perry and Skinner were en-
gagged in searching for the cause of the
voice and the pistol-shots, Sonntag
spoke in low, earnest tones:
where is the man who came down
after you?" he asked.
ment.
what, did Jackson lock him up
there? How did he succeed" Then he
paused, and. holding the lantern higher,
eazed thonghtfully in my face. Dead,
too? You don't mean to tell mel"
nodded my head
Lord Almighty" Sonntag ex-
claimed, and then turned slowly from
me and joined the two at the door.
"Mr Conway. come here" Mr.. Perry
called to me. See he said, when !
came up. here is the voice.
On one side OF the door was wooden
box, in which was Il phonograph.
You observe this wire" began Skin
ner. IL is attached 10 the !llSlI ulucllt. d.
and runs down seemingly in the
ground Now I'll go and step on the
plank and see if the wire is not moved
and the phonograph set a-going." He
did so, and a clock-work arrangement
was set in motion which communicated
with the instrument.
"Iet us see what pulls the wire" said
Mr.. Perry.
We went over to the plank, and saw
that Skinner had raised it so we could
look underneath. There was steel
spring under one end, which was com
pressed when weight was put upon
the plank. The compression operated a
lever which pulled the wire attached to
it. The wire ran through an iron pipe
under the stones toward the phono-
graph, the other end being fastened to
the clock apparatus as we had already
seen.
An arrangement like that which oper-
ates the phonograph was also used for