The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1900-07-31

, and wondering if the baby would be
found and if the police would come
and ask me questions, and that seemed
SO likely, cause our rooms open right
on the graveyard. And knew that il
! they asked me what | knew I'd just
blurt the whole thing out, and then
, where'd l be? Locked up for GER
tainty till they found the man and
. made me identify him. Then got an
!, other idea that made my blood freeze
in my veins Suppose nobody found
the baby. 1t would die! 1t would
starve to death! And wouldn't l be
held for that? Wouldn't 1 have help
, ed the man to kill the baby by not
telling what | knew? So. you see, it
, looked like I'd have to go to prison
anyway, but I thought I'd prevent
the baby from dying, so l just made
an excuse, and l went to our rooms,
intending to throw it some food, but
couldn't see it anywhere, and when
thought it had crawled away where
couldn't throw food to it it just made
me sick and weak. | was that scared
l dropped in Il heap on the floor and
leaned against the window sill and
cried. Then l happened to look up,
and my heart gave a big jump, for
there was the baby crawling from be-
hind a tombstone. | called to the poor
little dear, and she stopped and looked
up at me and smiled. She seemed to
know that | meant to help her Then
l got some bread and soaked it in
milk, and | dropped it down. You
ought to have seen the little thing
come right for it. and pretty soon she
! had it in he" hands and was sucking
: away for dear life. Then went back
to my work more light hearted
"And you fed the child after that,
did you not?"
Yes, sir. l think she got to know
me, cause when I'd go to the window
to throw her the bread she'd be wait
ing, and she always looked up and
smiled like. Oh, dear! I'd have given
my life to go down and bring her up
stairs but l didn't dare. 1 was that
afraid of the police. But at last told
Mrs. Griffin about my feeding the
baby, and she told the policeman
Two things that you have told me
are very Important. Miss PolaSki You
say, in the first place, that you saw the
/ mans face and that you would know
him AGAIN.
"Anywhere. would know him
among million
Very we'll: | may ask you to point
him out TO me at some time. The other
thing of Importance is that you say the
man buried something behind one of
the tombstones. | wish you to point
out as nearly as YOU can the spot where
you saw him digging
She Went to the window and indi.
Gated a headstone which stood in the
shadow of the tree near by. and. taking
the chance of being observed from the
street, Mr.. Mitchell stepped upon the
window sill and dropped to the ground.
1t was not long before he found where
the sod had been overturned and re-
placed Scratching away the loose
earth, his fingers came upon something
which he drew forth and held up be-
fore him. 1t was baby's slip. in one
corner of which he found what he
hoped would be name. Instead it
proved to be tiny flower done in EN-.
broidery silk.
Returning to the house by climbing
through the window. he showed this
to the girl and asked:
What flower do you call that?"
Without hesitation she replied:
"a lily of the valley"
"a lily of the valley" murmured Mr..
Mitchell. And the valley was the val
ley of the shadow of DEATH he unused
as he took his departure.
CHAPTER Nv.
SLIPPERY SAM
Mr.. Mitchell left the tenement house
with mixed feelings. He believed that
he had made considerable progress in
the investigation and thought that in