The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1897-11-30
CHAPTER XIV.


window and stared at the envelope
steadily for ten minutes. Then there
was rap at the door. twas a servant.
TO say that Capt. Welsh was downstairs, |
and that he was anxious to see him.
'Send him up" said Hendricks. and |
he put the envelope into his pocket. |
He picked up newspaper two or three
days old, and was hidden behind it |
when the captain raped.
Come in," the detective called out.
81 am sorry to disturb you,' began
Welsh, "but the truth is we arc making |
so little Roadway that the mayors peo-
pie are showing good deal of impa-
thence. Mrs. Roundtree says we are
entirely too slow. and she is laying it
all on me and my men. The mayor
himself has just left my office. Of
course, I could not tell him what you
suspected about his daughter, and"
II should think not, captain, since
you yourself don't know what 1 do or
do not suspect" And Hendricks threw
his paper on the floor.
"Of course, of course; but aren't you
really going any further with your in
vestigations up there? Thought when
told you that spent the night in front
Of the house, and saw her come out and
secure the revolver from the grass,
that"
Hendricks broke into n low laugh,
bent forward and rubbed his hands be-
tween his knees.
You didn't see me, captain, that
night. We were both pretty pair of
fools. 1 recognized you in the flaming
disk of your cigar block away. You
looked like a headlight, and made for
you as soon as 1 turned the corner.
knew the gate must be near where you
stood
What do you mean 2" cried Welsh. i'll
surprise.
Il was in Mrs. Walters room from
half-past nine till ten o'clock that night
and made u thorough examination of
her belongings"
| why. I was on watch at that time!
You could not have gone in at the
front. and my men were in the rear
Hendricks smiled broadly.
Il never go in at a back gate if 1 can
help it. l was the driver of the cab
| that took the mayor home from his
office that night. / overheard him ask
| the fellow to wait for him. | called
the man into a barroom, explained who
was, promised him five dollars, eN-
changed coats and hats with him and
took his cab. OF course, | wore my
! whiSkers. | would not be without them
when | go driving on cool nights. I
catch cold easily. and they protect my
! throat
Il pulled up when you waved me
down to tell the mayor you were watch
ing his house personally, on account of
your special interest in his family, and
that you would sec to it that they
were not disturbed through the night.
When the mayor got out at the side
door of his house l took my fare, eN-
planned that piece of my harness had
given way and was tinkering with a
strap under the belly of the horse whe n
the mayor went in to his supper. Then
| ran my rig ont of sight behind a sort
of woodshed and went up the back
stairs to Mrs. Walters room. I knew
it by her dresses in the closets"
What were you looking for?"
Books. chiefly. had found out that
she had purchased a box of them in
New York the other day and l wanted
to see them. I thought they might be
treatises on hypnotism and things in
that outlandish line; but they were only
modern yellow-backed novels. transla-
tons of Emile Gaboriau and detective
stories by Doyle and Anna X. Green.
They put me on a new scent. \ new
light broke on me. felt like a fool. |
went down. got on my cab and drove off
Ike mad. l passed you at the carriage
gate and asked you the time You told
me. and 1 said l had to catch Il train
and whipped up my horse"
Il remember. What a blamed fool
vas" said Welsh. with a deep flush
What did you do neXt?"
Turned the cab over to it's owner
and went and had a private talk with
the family physician Of the Roundtrces
After that, to use slang. l kicked my.
self soundly. and, in 20 minutes was
logging the footsteps of the distin'
guished stranger of whom | spoke tc
you"
: But don't YOU think Mrs. Walters
had anything to do with the murder?'
asked Welsh.
: Nothing at all. Here it is in a nut
shell: She Will be d mother in about
three months. In her condition she is
always queerly imaginative and deceit
| fu!. She lost child Il year ago in child
birth. and for several months before
it was born she almost ran her family
r wild with her strange fancies. She ha;
: been reading sensational literature fol-
, long time, and when that murder oc
| Cured and ncr father offered a reward
e for the capture of the criminal it struck
t her that the murderer would be apt tC
I resent IL. She tried to rouse the fear!
1 of her father and husband on this line
' but. as they failed 70 see il her way
a she determined to make them do so
She invented the yarn about having