The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1898-01-29

attention, said Lampkin. "He was
such a sad sight that l have not been
able 10 stop thinking about him. P"
''lt is the bullet that's troubling me-"
said Hendricks. "When can't see nat
ural reasons for thing, it runs me
wild. can't account for the ball not
having had more force than it had.
have talked 10 pistol makers, gunsmiths
and old sportsmen, bat none of them
can explain it,"
Hendricks rose, took the bullet from
his pocket and unwrapped the tissue pa
per from about il. lyon see." he con-
tinued, the pointed end of it is scarce
ly fiattened. :" r8 . l.
DR.. Lampkin examined the bit of lead.
cit is certainly remarkable. he said
"You say the wood was soft?''
Almost perfectly rotten. ] believe I
could have made hole in ii with my
bare finger. hear your bell. It's Kola."
Lampkin went to the door. 1t was
the adept.
"Good evening"" said Kola. "Is Mr.
Hendricks
Here / am, my boy" the detective
called out cordially. "Come right in.
What's the news?"
The adept stood erect in the center Of
the room.
"You know" he began, "that Mr.
Allen was to go to private hospital up
town."
Yes" said Hendricks impatiently;
Ego ahead"
"Dr. Burton came after him and
brought him over in his own carriage. I
did not have time to wire you to be at
the ferryboat landing ON this side, SO I
followed in a cab"
GOOD for you'll Bully boy" exclaim-
ed the detective eIcitedly. "WellT'
"The carriage when it left the boat
on this side turned down town instead
of up. The driver whipped up his horses
and drove fast. ! instructed my cabby
to keep them in sight.
"And he did it. of course put in
the detective. Il see it in your eyes,
"They stopped at q lodging house,
346 West Thirteenth street. They
brought cot out to the carrie
carried Allen in on it. He looked
he were nearly dead
Hendricks said nothing when Kola
had concluded. and the adept, after
studying the face of his master for
minute, sat down.
DIR. Lampkin swung his microscope
to one side and began to place the glass
slips into an envelope.
Very strange, indeed, 4" he remarked,
his glance bent on his visitors "a
hospital certainly was the proper place
for man in Aliens condition. i won
der how d. Burton could hope to bene-
fit him at lodging house, and in such
q quarter al that Allen is not without
means, it would seem. You'd better
work on that idea, gentlemen.
eve can't 60 any farther in that
direction now" said Hendricks impa-
tiently. He rose and began to walk to
and fro, his hands clasped behind him.
"You think not, sir?" asked Kola,
the animation gone from his counte-
nance.
"No," answered the detective, stop
ping at window and looking into the
street. IF you can't connect Allen
with the crime by other evidence than
we have so far, it would be folly to
tackle him on his deathbed. Look here,
fellows. You have two heads. Stick
them together and tell me something
explain one simple, little thing. Give
me reason for the bullet from old
Benton's gun being stopped by rotten
plank that would not impede the prog
ress OF homeward bound honeybee if
1t struck it fair header"
The adept smiled gloomily and shook
his head.
at seems to me-" jested Lampkin,
that you have buliA on the brain. I
can see no reason why the ball may not
have plowed through the ground, slowed
upa little and then risen and struck
the summer house" 4 .eoFet.4
"Bosh' exclaimed Hendricks. cit
went direct. 1t struck the wall at ex-
actly the height of old Benton's armpit
from the ground. For God g sake, don't
speak," Hendricks whirled round from
the window, his eyes dancing with ex-
citement. "Doc, you have given me
glorious pointerl. 1t is comingl All, We
gods I have it'll have It'll No, am
not exactly positive. want proof"
Lampkin and the adept stared at him
speechlessly as he began again to pace
the floor, his hands linked and twisted
together. Suddenly he stopped at the
table and picked up the bullet.
II say, Lampkin. " he said in voice
that quivered, 'put this under your
glass and tell me if you detect on it cor
puscles Of blood"
Lampkin started. -
by Jovel'' he exclaimed, IAN in
FAINT could have thought OF that
"You can bet your life an infant
didn't" joked the detective. Tim a
veteran, am" -,-e 1919. -,
"What is iti" asked Kols, rising in
10 the light Of the DOCTORS lamp.
His question was ignored. Lampkin's
fingers trembled as he placed the bull
Let on q piece Of glass apd slid it into
place. he seemed scarcely to breath az
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