The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1899-02-11

of very few words. We spoke very little
Two sentences are all 1 remember.
"As soon as he had asked for a holde
turned back upon him and tesan t
look for something to show him. This
said Miss Miller. pointing TO a duplicat
of the now famous match holder, was al
I could find. I didn't think it would do
so carried 1t to Mrs. Hartdegen, and sh
said. Show it to him. 1 then carried i
back.
During this time, which was after al
only a second, the man never glanced
How was dressed? had on a blacl
silk shirt waist and black skirt.
He seemed, I should say rather to avot
looking at me.
81 handed the man the bottle holder. the
only one we had, and when I expected hin
! to say That isn't what 1 want he said
very quickly. 'That'H do
Il told him the price-S5.75 rs. Again ex
pected him to hesitate. Instead he drew
out the money and paid for the holder
without a question.
'T remember that looked at him then
I saw distinctly under the electric light his
red Van Dyke beard, his mustache, which
I think was short, and. just for an instant
/ his gray eyes. He had on dark clothes,
am sure, dark overcoat and black derby
hat pulled down well over his eyes. He
wore yellow kid gloves and he had bum
die under his arm-a small bundle in brown
paper wrapping.
"As soon as he had his purchase he
marched out of the shop as quick as pos
sible, and I thought no more about him
I
me-
Miss Miller nearly broke down.
Gould I identify him?" she repeated.
"Oh, dear, don't know. Perhaps 1 could.
But it seems terrible to hold a mans. life
in my hands,
Meanwhile at her side the Journal artist
was busy sI1etching from her description.
Where his eyes far apart?" he asked.
Yes" she answered, land open,'
docs this look like him?" asked the ar
tist. after minute.
Yes said the girl, "a little, but not
quite so thin There that's better
Another stroke of the pencil, and still
another
mo, you've spoiled him." cried the bril-.
decidedly.
''TI do him again." said the artist.
And again, under his fingers, grew a
rather thin face with a Van Dyke beard,
mustache, a Derby hat. Twenty times
the artist tried touching, retouching, cor
recting, tearing up. The little maid was
absolutely determined.
81 know who he is not" she said, land
you cont make me say he is" She was
beginning to take a certain pride in the
matter of identification.
There, that's like him. she cried, sud-
denly. ''Very-very much she said, de-
cidedly.
IF the circumstances of the sale could
be repeated here in this very shop, if We
could assume the same positions" said
Emma Miller, 81 think 1 might be able to
identify the men who has made me so
public Certain things might return to me.
I don't know.
1.-The only person who has come here for
Identification is Mr. Molineux, and you see
he didn't have a red beard nor a red mus
tache. IF they were false, I didn't know
it. I have never seen a false beard.
Emma Miller is an honest, simple woman
fabout twenty-six years of age, scrupu-
lousy conscientious, tender-hearted and
with her brothers and sisters in ewark
Her education was acquired in the public
schools there. She has only been in Hart
degen's shop since just before Christmas,
and is employed there as a stenographer.
While she talked her elder brother
watched over her with a tender solicitude.
You see" he said, ''she has never been
connected with any criminal story before.
She is naturally secluded and timid. At
school she was always head of her class.
She is the youngest of our family. Our
mother is dead
When Emma Miller was asked about her
self she said: ooh, Tn nothing-just moth
ing-please don't say anything about me-
Her. Identification of the man who pur-
chased the silver match holder would be
worth something, because honesty shines
through every sentence she utters. If
she erred it would be through distrust OF
herself. If she made an Identification the
public could rest assured she had made a
correct one