Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1900-05-12

points under the ears. From John Bo
and | carried home our prize.
Shortly after our discovery in the ba-
zaar / had an invitation to 20 out in
camp for a week shooting.
/ Al the last moment q thought occurred
! to me that | Elight as we'll take Alistair's
kodak, so ! slipped a dozen plates into it
and slung it across my shoulder.
The sun was high when [ reached the
river and turned southwark. heading for
/ hhotanhulll bungalow. Arrived there |
bid the old butler prepare me IL meal to-
/ ward evening, and went out all day after
/ snipe.
Toward shutdown | came back with n
! fairly good bag, and throwing myself in
| to long chair in the yeranda proceed
ed to enjoy a well-earned cheroot Then.
| and or!T then. did it occur to me that
! this was the bungalow where Grahame
| had last been heard Of
Mir Khan" | said, turning suddenly
! to the old hutler, who was laying the
! table, when did you last see Grahame
| Sahib?"
| A CLEAN Of fear flashed across the
| mans face, but he instantly resumed his
! impressive mask as he answered Many
! Sahbs have come hiher to ask that
question. but whom ant ! that should
! know the fate of Grahame Sahib? He
/ was here before the rains last year; since
! then | have not looked upon his face
! ! have heard he is gone no one knows
/ whittier. Doubtless he is in the hands of
| God"
! Khotanhulli bungalow was about as
/ dIeary spot as there was in the whole
/ presidency. A matched fhree-rooried
| dwelling with dilapidated yeranda run
ming along one side. Two long chairs
| and a table furnished it. Inside, the
| center room served as sitting room. with
| a bed and bathroom opening off it, 1t
| also was meagerly furnished with Il ia
| Bile, two chairs. and a smaller side table,
! where0n | had laid Alistairs camera. At
| the far end. the room opened on to the
matcy's voranda and servants premises,
| and so almost on to the river bank AS
| | sat | could see through the open door
/ way across the house. the steady flow
/ of the yellow water and the mud banks
| ON the far side.
silence: Yes. And apparent solitude,
| and vet as | lay in
my long chair, the feeling began to grow
/ upon me that | was not alone, The con
| seriousness that someone was behind me
! made me sit up suddenly and turn round,
! but there was no one
| The level rays of the sun were shining
/ directly into the sitting room ais | went
! down the steps. Suddenly. through the
1 stiffness, | heard a faint click behind me.
| and then Il little noise. like that Of "A
| plate falling into the we'll of Il carema.
turned sharply, but there was no one
/ IN The room, and the kodak lay where |
had put it,
Again from the inner room came the
! faint click, as of Il released shutter: again
| the rattle Of Il changing plate | stared
| at It for moment, and then rs | real
! lied what it meant cold. chilly fear
| took hold of me and my hair began To
| lift.
Supper over, | shut myself into the
| bathroom and put red shade over the
| night light. With Il somewhat unsteady
/ hand | unlocked the camera There in
| in the changing well lay two. | laid the
first in tho developing dish and feyershly
i awaited results. Slowly, slowly-it
seemed an age to me-the plate began to
darhen. and the high lights came M.
| First, the faint outline of the vcranda
then, dimly. the table and long chair
| wlth-someone in twas il myself? No.
| had been standing. 4 face that
! seemed familiar to me grew ont of the
| shadows. My God, The face of Police.
with his arm appraised over the sleeper.
| and n curved Afghan blade in his hand
/ Then, and only then, did the meaning
Of the picture flash upon me. Alstdir
/ had been murdered in that very hunSa-
| low, IN that very chair. by his Duf1adar
With a haste born of fear | set 10
work TO develop the sacred plate
! Slower il came up, till at last | recag-
| nlze the familiar banks of the muddy
river, as they could he seen from tn,
bungalow. Every ripple came out dis
tinctly under the low light of the setting
| sun, and on the broad breast of the slow
moving yellow water there hoated half
submerged, with vulture cireling above
tia something something with the
| face of .Alistair, and there in these two
plates, the tragedy of his death Law like
an open book before me.
Mir Khan had lied Grahame had On;
| mp at this bungalow he had been muir.
dered there, and his body thrown To thu
| river.
All my nervous fears had vanished
| My one thought was, as | carefully
washed the plates that. ut last. we
should be able TO bring the murderer =,
justice, and yet-wOuld these plates De
evidence iii a court Of law? True. they
were faithful hkenesSeS of the two men.
but who had taken the photographs and
how was | 10 account for their presence
in my Camcraf
But even as ! turned the matter over
| in my mind, n tiny breeze came M th
| river. Ii looSened the latchet of thc
| bathroom shutter aud swung il omen
| Then il frcshed and swung il cloS,
/ again Before | had time To put out ms
! hand, the heavy corner caught the plates
that ware drying on the ledge There was
| 4 little crash, and then--al that 70
manned 10 me o. the 'proof Of AhStaiI
! Grahme'S murder wa>-a TINY heap Of
broken glasS.-Philadelphi Press.