Willmar tribune., 1898-12-28
word this morning that he'd like to sex

ing on, and he wants to crow over me.
Let's run up to his Office round the COR
ner. While he's shooting off his mouth
bet my hat he will let out his secret
young detectives always do"
"Do you believe Prof. Westcott was
right in his opinion?''
II do not doubt it,
After that nothing was said on the
way to Sergt. Denham's.
AS they were shown into the ante
room they saw the young officer in the
| adjoining Office, his feet high up on his
desk, smoking.
Seeing his visitors, he called out to
| Hendricks:
"Oh, hello, here you are! How goes
it?"
$50 as to be about, I guess" said
| Hendricks, extending his hand.
II heard some time ago that you were
in the Gielow affair."" remarked the SER
geant, "and then heard the report con-
| tradicted."
"Oh, you mean the Caruthers case,"
said Hendricks, with emphasis on the
name, as he introduced DR.. Lampkin.
The officers eyes did not leave Hen
| bricks face as he shook hands with the
| doctor and mumbled something indis-
| tinctly.
II see," he said to the detective, "you
object to the use of Gielow's name. Eh,
boys" he turned to three of his SUBJ
| ordinates in the other room, "did you
| catch on to that? The great High
| Muclzy Muck of New York detective
| circles thinks we are too previous"
The three young men laughed hearth
ly, and Hendricks slowly winked the
eye which was next the doctor and just
out of the sergeant's line of vision.
"Don't name the kid before it's born,"
he said. eff it were to turn out that
Gielow is innocent, you would feel
cheap"
IF, yes, it," replied Denham, knock
ing his heels together and putting at
his cigar, and thereupon his allies unit
ed in another chorus of merriment.
II heard the night the severed hand
was discovered that you were on the
| spot nosing around after a job" The
sergeant said this with grin. "Hen-
bricks, I'll bet you thought at first
| that the heiress would put up a big price
| to run the murderer down.
Hendricks assumed a lifel;ke express.
sion of embarrassment. He took out
his handkerchief and blew his nose till
he was red in the face. Denham pointed
at him, and his companions entered the
| room and stood round smiling.
II hit you there, old man." said Den
ham. "But later when you found out
that Gielow had fled, and that the heir
ess was soft on him, you knew the bot
tom had fallen out of your prospect, so
you gave up and haven't had the heart
to go near your office for the last five
days"
"How do you know that?" questioned
| the detective, with well-assumed start
| "When my men have nothing to do
I let them amuse themselves in gratify-
ing my natural curiostiy.''
"Spying on my movements" grunted
Hendricks, and there was much of gen
uine, irrepressible contempt in his tone.
"You may call it that if you wish" :"
said Denham, patronizingly, and he
| touched Hendricks arm. "There is no
harm done, I hope. wish you we'll in
all. you undertake, I'm sure. To tell
the truth, I'm rather sorry you are not
working on the case, for I won't get as
much glory out of it as if I had dis
tinguished rival.''
It was now Hendricks turn, and
again he winked the eye next to the doc
! tor.
II don't see where the glory will come
in," he said. "Anybody could run down
crazy man."
Denham was unable to conceal the
| effect the words had on him. He puffed
! at his cigar, his restless gaze averted
from the face of the half smiling de-
| tective.
''Is that your belief, Hendricks ?" he
said, finally, with weak assumption of
| amusement.
"Does it look like the work of a ra-
tional mind?" questioned Hendricks.
Denham shrugged his shoulders un-
easily.
"You perhaps forget that Gielow
might now want it to appear that he
is and was insane"
| AoAAoPS 81, dBIeeu deuQTlcKS.
"You fellows are better calculated to
judge than I, with the case well in
hand. AS for my not being at the Of
flee, I have really been laid up sick at
home. This is my first day out, and this
is my physician"
| ''Oh, I see!" exclaimed Denham. ITO
tell the truth, was at loss to know
why you were not at least interested in
the matter. That's why wanted you
to drop in.''
II see you have been feeding the
Vultures of the Press" remarked Hen
bricks, with a grin.
Couldn't help it," answered the SER
geant, shamefacedly. "Some of them
are warm friends Of mine. Julian NV
Crane is a great Journalist and gives
some tip-top dinners. But we have kept
back lott The hoaxes alone would
have filled pages of the papers. We re.
ceived letter from druggist up in
Harlem who confessed that he had done
| it and offered to exn1ain IF we yvon1d