Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1899-06-02
CHAPTER n1.-(Continued.1

1yiht. WHO kIttV ulDuuluS tl Ills Oiu mas.
ter'S side.
"Tncle Duke he said. ''you know
where Detective Scllars lives on Princes
street. Surely you do not believe me
guilty "f yonr masters murder. Can you
take Mr.. Scllars this note? The assassin
of your master must he brought to justice.
Are you strong enOughy"
"Ncs. yes. Mars Robert. God bless you.
] can't live long; but l can't die till the
murderer of ole master tands on the gal
lows. and Mars Lang is the man to bring
him fl."-c."
The n.i man arose to his feet and hast
et's! oui the rear door of the hall as the
front door opened.
Hurried footsteps were heard. and Her
nai Craven. barcheadcd and in his shirt
sleeves. as when he had left the house.
rushed into the library, followed by SilnS
C"s'h. III" sheriff of the county, and two
of his deputies. tanning aud Spears.
i'r. Norcum and Coroner Field follow
ed them. aud behind came several of the
n"islihcrs. who had been reused.
HI mas not fed" cried Herman.
There. sheriff. there stands the murderer
oil my, uncle. caught r%cd-handcd in the
ac.T
y heart rcnding moan burst from the
breast Of HE bankers daughter. "'rherc
is same mystery here she cried. ''rhough
ii"Iert was standing over my fathers
lilclr>s form with the bloody weapon in
his hand that brrcft him of life, when my
cousin and I entered this room, vet do /
feel assured that he is not guilty of INV
fihrr's murder. Oh. God. My own dear
father murdered. 1t seems Incredible.
yet There liz his remains" and poor Hattie
burst into Il fresh paroxysm of grief.
Mrs. M"rwin and Miss Steel. neighbors,
accompanied by two other ladies. here en-
telo! the room. and the weeping girl was
horne from the library.
lr. .N"rc'lm had advanced and was OK
aimihlng ;hn body of the murdered man.
Spears. let no nan leave the house."
said ti.r sheriff. II DECLARE" he added.
this affair is terrible. and to think that
YOU. Robert Campbell. should he charged
with the murder"
"Tse charge of Herman Craven is ut
ferry false, and he knows it to I've so.'
said Robert. surely, you. Sheriff Cobb.
VIII" have known me all my life. car
scarce believe me guilty of the murder of
the father of the young lady who will bc-
come my Wife"
"Nonr wife," exclaimed Herman. ..Tlc
wife of ner fathers murderer. Never.
And believe me, neither had my uncle
lived. would his daughter have become
your wife-that is, with his consent:
but"
Here the tall form of Lang Scllars. tho
great Southern detective, stood i'm tho
doorway.
l-;k" a flash his keen eye took in. not
only every person. but every object that
the room contained ere his deer voice
broke upon the stiffness that pcrvadcd it.
MOI since the murder at Mulberry he
observed. has there been as atrocious n
crime committed in the old North State:
nor did | believe that a s%coundrcl, with
the malishity of Ward Lcnnox, yet cursed
the commonwealth with his presence. l
was clearly mistaken"
Great work was that of yours on that
case. Mr.. Sel!ars." said the doctor. Goods.
You rescued Herbert Russell. even from
the sallows trap: and even then Ward
cheated the sallows."
TO dash his brains out at the abutmcnt
of Hilton hridgc.'' said Scllars. "nnd sink
beneath the turlid waters of the Cane
Fear. Rn, this is Il bolicr deed. \ sail
ors knite-thc blade thrust home to the
victims heart. Have you taken any steps
here. Sheriff Cobh!'
= "a> aroused ana summoned here bv
the murdered mans nephew. who de-
h"ulcc! Robert Campbell as the murder
er. He assures me that he caught him
rcd handed in the act: but may l ask what
brings you here. Lang Scllars?"
III Robert Campbell is the murderer of
our old f.icild here. then | am summoned
by his murderer. In the MULBERRY case.
1t MAS the murderer of DIR. TAYLOR who
engaged my services to ferret out the
criminal. and in the end l brought the
crime l"n,e To his own door"
II think there can be no doubt AS to his
guilt. said Herman. ut could have been
no other 'han Robert CAMPBELL and here
Herlhan. uninterrupted by Robert, made
a statement of the facts, as already relat-
Cd. III so far as his entrance into the room
was concerned. and as to what met his
h"riihrd gaze as he crossed the Threshold.
1o state that YOU entered the house
al ten O'clock" said the detectives: .that
you found your uncle in this room, and left
HIM seated at his desk when you retircd?''
Exactly. MIR. Scllars."
Were those windows. opening on the
lawn OH the east side of the house, raised
at that time. as they are now?"
They were. MIR. Selllrs. to admit the
air."
One moment, gentlemen said Lang.
as he stopped to the door. 'Calban!'
The black face of Il powerfully built.
but deformed and curiously constructed
negro appeared.
"LooE for footprints under the windows
on the east side of thr house, said Sci.
lars. You have your dark lantcrn:''
YES. Mars Lang" and the negro was
gone.
"l'ollow the niger and see what YOU
can learn. %Lanning." said the sheriff. II
cannot understand. Lang Sellars." he con.
tinued. why o always bring that de.
Formed crebus into your cases."
II can" said Sellars. quietly. For fol.
lowing a trail. be it either of man o,
beast. his equal cannot be found in ali
the Sunny South. Well. Herman, you
state that you retired at ten o'clock"
II did, and my uncle's cries of helr
aroused me. l hastily sprang from my
bed. pulled ON my trousers, thrust my fee,
into my slippers and dashed from m,
room. My uncle's cries had aroused hi
daughter. I knocked on her room door ant
called her. She Joined me. and togcthel