The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1899-03-07


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.
Il heard some time ago that you were
in the Gielow affair."" remarked the SER
geant, "and then heard the report con-
tradicted."
ooh, you mean the Caruthers case"
said Hendricks, with emphasis on the
name, as he introduced DR.. Lampl1in.
The officers eyes did not leave Hen
bricks face as he shook hands with the
doctor and mumbled something indis-
tinctly.
Il see," he said to the detective, you
object to the use of Gielow's name. Ell,
boys" he turned to three of his sub
Ordinates in the other room, 'did you
catch on to that? The great High
Mucky 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"
eff, 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.
Il heard the night the severed hand
was discovered that you were on the
spot nOsing around after job" The
sergeant said this with a grin. ''Hen-
bricks, I'll bet you thought at first
that the heiress would put up big price
to run the murderer down."
Hendricks assumed a lifeI;ke express
sion Of embarrassment. lie 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.
81 hit you there, old man." said Den
ham. But later when you found out
that GielOw had fed, 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 a well-assumed start.
''When my men have nothing to do
[ let them amuse themselves in crafty
ing my natural curiosity"
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, 1 hope. wish you well in
all you undertake, I'm sure. To tell
the truth, I'm rather sorry you are not
working on the case, for l won't get as
much glory out of it as if 1 had a dis
tinguished rival"
1t was now Hendricks turn, and
again he winked the eye next to the doc
tor.
81 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 pulled
at his cigar, his restless gaze averted
from the face of the half smiling de-
tective.
rs that your belief, Hendricks ?' he
said, finally, with weak assumption OF
amusement.
Does it look like the work of IA.
tional mind?" questioned Hendricks.
Denham shrugged his shoulders I'M
easily.
You perhaps forget that Gielow
might now want it to appear that he
is and was insane"
perhaps So" agreed Hendricks
''You fellows are better calculated tC
| judge than l, with the case we'll in
hand. AS for my not being at the of,
flee, L have really been laid up sick al
home. This is my first day out, and this
is my physician"
"Oh, l see!" exclaimed Denham. ''TC
tell the truth, 1 was at a loss to know
why you were not at least interested in
the matter. That's why wanted you
to drop in"
81 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 then
are warm friends of mine. Julian My
Crane is a great journalist and gives
some tip-top dinners. But we have kept
back a lot. The hoaXes alone would
| have filed pages of the papers, We re-