The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1900-04-13

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their appearance.
The noise of the two pistol shots
soon attracted several people, and a
brother officer to the scene. Brewer
called the officer aside and told him
what he had seen and heard, gave the
officer his name address and occupa-
ton, and, after receiving an injunc-
ton TO SAY nothing to nobody until
called upon" started again for home.
Brewer was excited. The double
murder-for such it afterward proved
to be-was enough to excite the
strongest nerves.
There's no use going to bed in this
condition" thought he; 81 must get
something to quiet me down"
He walked several squares beyond
his own unpretentious street and
made his way to an all-night saloon.
The whisky correspondent with the
locality, and that was bad, which
Brewer knew; but whisky was whis-
ky to a man in his condition.
Entering the saloon he called for
his drink, and wa in the act of toss
ing it down when his attention was
suddenly arrested; COR at the ether
end of the bar were two dark figures
engaged in subdued conversation, who
shot suspicious glances at the young
man.
Slowly he drank his liquor, while
over the rim of his glass he cast
steady sidelong glance He was salts
fed that they were the two men who
had brushed past him so shortly be-
fore.
Have you any paper?" asked
Brewer of the man behind the bar.
81 would like to write a note"
The barkeeper fumbled around,
muttering that this "wern't no station
cry store" and finally produced soil
ed sheet
Pulling out his pencil Brewer de-
liberately wrote his note. He then
bought another drink and entered into
conversation with the barkeeper, all
the time striving to evolve some feas-
ible plan to effect the capture of the
murderers, as he believed them to be.
Whatever his scheme might have
been, it was effectually stopped by
the parties abruptly taking their de-
parture.
ut will not do to lose sight of
them" thought Brewer "Pll follow
them until run in with an officer and
put him on their trail"
Rapidly, as he fancied, unobserved,
he glided in their footsteps through
dimly lighted streets and dark alleys,
never once losing sight of them. Sud
denly they turned a corner, and Brow
er quickened his gait
Alas for poor Brower AS he turn
ed that corner, hot in pursuit, heavy
blow from the butt end of revolver
laid him low. Several more followed,
but he did not feel them.
"Shall we finish him?" said one of
the dark figures.
NO" spoke the other. Hes only
boy and don't know nothing, and he
could not hurt us anyway"
Unconscious and bleeding, they left
him. where he was found at early
dawn by a policeman, who rang for an
ambulance and sent him to the hos
pital.
Next day the ne'ysboys were shout
ing: "All about the double murder!"
A bank president had been murdered
in his own home by burglars. A
brave policeman, who had caught
them in the act, also fell a victim to
the villains. The only eyewitness to
the deed was missing, and the whole
affair wae a mystery.
A half dozen suspects were landed
behind prison bars. Brewer could
not be found at the Office. We were
scared. Rewards amounting to s10,-
900 were offered for the detection of
the guilty parties.
Late in the afternoon of the third
day a messenger came to me saving
I was wanted at the City Hospital.
Hur-ying there I vas shown into the
surgical ward, where. on an iron cot,
a.. poo- Brewer. Fastening 70 his
s5ds grasped his hand.
Ees al right now. 50 long as ne
LIS lis wis" said the superintend-
He was more scared than hurt
Binding him into a carriage. I
drove q his request directly to the
once o me chief of police.
Cone" said Brewer. He was cool
and steady now.
Gazing our admittance, Brewer
proceeded 10 make known his errand.
From beginning to end he told all he
knew Of the muIder-how he had
recognized the two men in the saloon,
and followed them in the hope of find
ing an officer; how he had turned the
corner in hot pursuit, and there his
narrative ended, because that was
as far as he went.
But what was your idea of writing
a note?" asked the chief.
Here's the note said Brewer,
handing it to him, you can read 1t
yourself"
One glance at the soiled piece of
paper and the CHIEF rose, and striding
over to where Brewer sat, thrust out
his hand, saying:
'My boy, you've got the right stuff
in you. That's the most welcome
note l ever read"
1t was an accurate likeness of two
of the most desperate criminals um-
hanged.
The reward was divided between
Brewer and the detective who made
the arrest, Brewer getting the lions
share.
81 guess I'll go to Europe pretty
soon," said Brewer, when the money
was paid over to him.
And he went.
He did not write. We have never
heard from him.
That has been some years ago, but
a friend of mine who is something of
an art critic tells me the last time
he was in Paris ne saw a painting
by an American artist which was ere
ating q great Juror in art circles. 1t
was of one dog in twenty-seven diff.
ferent positions Exchange.
Not So Cold as 1t Looked.
YES" l suppose this does look like
cold work." said West Philadelphia
housemaid, as her employer stopped
a moment on Saturday morning to
word of fo,. !,