Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1898-07-07
CHAPTER NVIII-(Continued.l

rendered him more limp than ever; but
now the little breeze stirring famed HIS
hot face and he perceptibly Strengthened
up, though his mind was in Il chaos and
lie knew nothing of where he was.
At this moment 4 young man rapidly
approached from tho south.
why, Bob! Bob"' he exclaimed. Il
reycr saw you in this condition before
II will never do for you to go home. Come
Mother and sister have retired. You shall
accompany me-
IL don't know you. I-I'nl-hic--ail
right"
Don't know ne! Why, Bob I am
Lawrence Terry. | am just from a meet
ing of the bank directors. 1t is nearly
twelve O'Clock; there are hardly any PEG
PIE on the stpet--comc!'
"He is pretty full" said the man who
was yet sustaining him.
Pray where did you encounter him,
sr?'
"Oh. he was Up stairs trying his luck.
] was afraid he would fall and helped him
down.
Como, Robert" And Terry clasped
his other arm.
"G'way from me. don't know you
BEST to humor him. Mr.. Terry. l viii
help YOU to hotel with him. Perhaps
you may then get him home"
One on each side of Robert the three
lGcn staggered along-staggered for the
reason that Roberts recling pulled and
pushed them from side to side.
Crossing the mouth Of an alley between
Monroe and Madison streets, Robert APP
parcntly made a tremendous lurch, and
the three men disappeared within the dark
alley.
The cashier, who was on the inside OF
the walk. stumbled and fell, and Robert
went down nearly on top of him.
One Of the three DID not fall. and two
minutes later was back iii the gambling
rooms nquirins if be had dropped Il silk
handkerchief on the floor. ~
YES" said the dealer, as he handed it
to hin. The porter picked it up. What
did you do with Kellogg
"Oh, the man | assisted down stairs?
Is that his name? l left him quarreling
with man on the street-somc one NAM
Ell Terry, who wanted to take him home.
Said he'd been to some directors meeting.
He seemed to know the young fellow all
right, but Robert, as he called him, didn't
want to go with him. He was crazy
Grunk."
well, you left him in safe hands. Law
renee Terry is the cashier of his fathers
bank. He will probably take him to his
own home, or put him to bed in a hotel"
You say his father is bankcr?"
Eyes, the president OF the Great West
c~n Bank. Oh, the young man is all right.
He takes his nip now and then. but l
never saw him drunk before. Something
unusual must have started him.
Il noticed that Terry remarked that 1t
would never do for him to go home in that
condition.
Best not, should judge. Bob is all
right. 1t Is only one OF the occurrences
OF lifetime. But there goes a patrol
wagon after some drunk. Hear the bell!
Perhaps they are pulling the gambling
houses. It's twelve o'clock. Every body
cash in. Take the back stairway, gentle
men"
In a minutes time there was a scramble
by that way of exit.
Almost at the moment THE gentleman
who had accompanied Robert to the street
was inquiring for his handkerchief, po-
lice officer, rounding the block, was pass
ing the alley.
4 groan fell on his ears.
He stepped forward and flashed his
dark lantern.
Coed Godr' he exclaimed, as he blew
his whistle and ran to the corner patrol
box. There has been murder done,
sure"
-Four officers were on the scene in less
number Of minutes, and the patrol wagon
with n physician quickly arrived.
Here is Inspector Hunt row." said one
Of the officers.
"Hey-what Is this?'
Flat on his back in the stone-paved
alley. lay Lawrence Terry, a dirk blade
buried in his breast, and the hand of a
maa lying partly on top OF him yet clutch
ing the haft OF the blade.
"ueavens" exclaimed the inspector, as
two burly policemen removed to one side
tic uppermost man, after releasing his
Hold Of the dir! haft
God help u.s." exclaimed the physician.
81 recognize this man. HE is Lawrence
Terry. the cashier of the Great Western
Bank. He is yet alive. There may he
hope. Quick! My bag from The wagon!-
Here it is, doctor"
This dirk must bc withdrawn. even II
his life goes with it. How it clings. 1t
has passed the ribs. Here, take 1t. In
srector. You will want it. Quick! Now.
then, if l can stanch this blood! Bring
tke stretcher. Easy now, easy! W. will
convey him directly home. l will .Ucom-
pany the wagon. Is that assassin in
;ured?"
No." replied one of the officers. but
he's dead drunk, or see,us to be-"
Look out for him, inspector. No time
to losc.in this case" said the doctor as he
leapcd into the wagon and gave the signal
10 start
But one body RENAME in the alley.
Let me get look ut the assaSsin's
face" said Inspector Hunt.
by TIE powers! That man is Robert
Kellogg. tie is the son of the president
of the Great Western Bank. OF ali the
incomprehensihle murders l ever heard
of, this leads them! A bankers son,
d. mix and crazy. murders the cashier OF
f.t,, ha IIoS hof ot bar ".