Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1899-09-20
CHAPTER III.-tContinued.,


placed a hand on the shoulder of Uncle
Duke, who knelt moaning at his old mas
ter's side
"Uncle Duke" he said, you know
where Detective Sellars lives on Princes
street Surely you do not believe me
guilty of your masters murder. Can you
take Mr. Sellars this note? The assassin
of your master must be brought to justice
Are you strong enough?"
ayes. yes. Mars Roberti God bless you.
can't live long: but l can't die till the
murderer Of ole master stands on the gal
lows, and Mars Lang is the man to bring
him there"
The old man arose to his feet and hast
ened out the rear door OF the hail as the
front door opened.
Hurried footsteps were heard, and Her
man Craven, bareheaded and in his shirt
sleeves, as when he had left the house,
rushed into the library. followed by Silas
Cobb the sheriff of the county, and two
of his deputies, Lanning and Spears.
DIR. Norcum and Coroner Field follow
ed them, and behind came several of the
neighbors, who had been reused.
He has not fledv' cried Herman
"There, sheriff, there stands the murderer
of my uncle. caught red-handed in the
act"
y heart-rending moan burst from the
breast of the bankers daughter. There
is some mystery here" she cried ''Thougb
Robert was standing over my fathers
lifeless form with the bloody weapon in
his hand that bereft him of life. when my
cousin and l entered this room, yet do ]
feel assured that he is not guilty of my
fathers murder. Oh, God! My own deaI
father murdered! 1t seems incredible.
yet there lie his remains" and poor Hattie
burst into a fresh paroxysm of grief.
Mrs. Merwin and Miss Steel, neighbors,
accompanied by two other ladies, here en-
tered the room, and the weeping girl was
borne from the library.
DIR. Norcum had advanced and was ex.
amining the body of the murdered man.
Spears, let no man leave the house, -
said the sheriff. II declare" he added
this affair is terrible, and to think that
yon. Robert Campbell, should be charged
with the murder"
The charge Of Herman Craven is NJ
terly false, and he knows it to be SO,
said Robert. "Surely, you, Sheriff Cobb
who have known me all my life, car
scarce believe me guilty Of the murder o
the father Of the young lady who win be
come my wife,"
Your wifev exclaimed Herman. 9Th,
wife of her fathers murderer? Never
And believe me, neither had my uncl,
lived, would his daughter have become
your wife-that is, with his consent
but
Here the tall form of Lang Sellars, tn,
great Southern detective, stood in tn,
doorway.
Like flash his keen eye took in, no
only every person, but every object tina
the room contained ere his deep voic,
broke upon the stiffness that pervaded 1t
Not since the murder at Mulberry" b.
observed, "has there been as atrocious
crime committed in the old North State
nor did | believe that a scoundrel, witt
the malignity of Ward Lennox, yet curset
the commonwealth with his presence.
was clearly mistaken"
Great work was that of yours on tina
} case. Mr.. Sellars," said the doctor. Goods
You rescued Herbert Russell, even from
the Sallows trap; and even then War
cheated the gallOws."
To dash his brains out at the abutmen
Of Hilton bridge" said Sellars, land sinl
beneath the turbid waters of the Cap,
Fear. But this is bolder deed. A sail
or's knife-the blade thrust home to tn
victims heart. Have you taken any step
here, Sheriff Cobb?'
Il was aroused and summoned here b.
til" murdered mans nephew, who de
nounccd Robert Campbell as the murder
ei. He assures me that he caught hin
red-handed in the act; but may ask wha
brings yOu here, Lang SellarsT
If Robert Campbell is the murderer o
our old friend here, then 1 am summoned
by his murderer. In the Mulberry case
it was the murderer of DR.. Taylor WHIT
engaged my services to ferret out th'
criminal. and in the end 1 brought tn,
crime home to his own door,"
Il think there can be no doubt as to hi
guilt" said Herman. sit could have beer
no other than Robert Campbell" and her,
Herman. uninterrupted by Robert, mad,
statement of the facts, as already relat
ed. IN 50 far as his entrance into the room
was r"nccrned, and as to what met hi:
horrhcd gaze as he crossed the threshold
You state that you entered the house
AT ten O'clock" said the detective; THAI
you found your uncle in this room, and lef
hIn seated at his desk when you retired 2
Exactly, Mr.. Sellars."
We're those windows, opening on thu
lawn on the east side of the house, raiset
at that time, as they are now?"
They were, Mr.. Sellars, to admit the
., air"
One moment, gentlemen" said Lang
as he stepped to the door. "Calban!'
The black face of a powerfully built
but dcformcd and curiously constructed
nrgr" appeared
Look for footprints under the window.
ob the east side of the house." said Sci
lars You have your dark lanterDw
Yes. Mars Lang. and the negro was
GoHr.
Follow the Niger and see what yor
rau learn. Lanning," said the sheriff. -
rahn"t understand, Lang Sellars," he con
unucd, why you always bring that de
formed ercbus into your cases."
Il can" said Sellars, quietly. For fol
lowing trail, be it either Of man o.
beast, his equal cannot be found in al
the Sunny South. Well, Herman, 20,
state that you retired at ten o'clock|
Il did. and my uncles cries Of hell
aroused me. ! hastily sprang from m,
bed. pulled on my trousers, thrust my fee
'ni" my slippers and dashed from m!
room. NV uncle's cries had aroused hi!
daughter. knocked on her room door ant
called her. She Joined me, and togethe
We descended the stairs."
You believed his life was being As
sailed?"
Far from it. supposed one Of hi
acute attacks of rheumatism had seize
~ him."
When you retired you left no one bt
bw with your uncle?'
No one. think the servants, ever
had retired"
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