The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1901-12-19

in his haste TO do so be was actuated By
a fear that Sellars would rob him Of the
glory, as he considered it, by taking him
into custody himself.
Since the rescue Of Herbert Russell
from the very trap OF the gallows a year
previous, Sheriff Cobb had been very jeal-
Gus OF Cardinals great detective, and he
had no desire that he should lave the
credit of having apprehended the murder
er Of Banker DeRosette.
Not a suspicion OF Herman Craven. the
man who, in slippered feet, bareheaded
and in his shirt sleeves, had aroused him
from his slumbers at the dead hour OF
night by the ringing Of his door bell and
shouts Of murder, had crossed his mind.
Herman Craven had denounced the man
whom he found bent over his uncle's life
less clay with the bloody knife in his
hand, as his murderer.
Herman Craven was the lead mans
nephew; the cashier Of his bank; the pros
pective husband Of his daughter. At least,
Herman had told him that it was his IN
cle's wish hat they be united.
Herman had cashed thousands Of checks
for him, which checks he had accepted in
payment Of taxes. 1t was plain to Sher-
if Cobb that Robert Campbell had sought
that night to gain the bankers consent to
his marriage to his daughter.
The banker had utterly refused his sane
ton, and forbidden him to pay his ad-
dresses to the girl. The girl loved. or fan
cied she loved, him, but would not be-
come his wife without her fathers con-
sent. Perhaps he had ordered Robert
from the house. Anyway. the banker re-
moved, the young man hoped to make
Hattie his wife and obtain the fortune she
would inherit.
Nothing could be palmer thought
Sheriff Cobb. He was prepared for
such an emergency. He had the sheath
knife with him. 1t may have been in an
unguarded moment and in a fit Of passion
that he thrust it's blade to the bankers
heart, or the deed may have been coOlly
and deliberately executed. One thing sure,
the blow fell quick and sudden. but in his
anxiety to make certain that his victim
was lead the young man tarried too long.
The cries Of the banker reached the ears
Of his nephew and those Of his daughter,
who sped down the stairs and confronted
him with the evidence of his damnable
crime clutched in his hand.
"A moment more and he would have
been gone, the sheath knife with him. In
the morning the bankers body would have
been found stiff and cold. Who murdered
him? Robert Campbell would have un-
dertaken to fasten suspicion on the young
!. cashier, as he does now, and perhaps witt
a greater prospect of success. But the
t bag of coin? He did not have it with hin
when he entered the house. Blu hOw die
/ he obtain that note? He may have hac
it and s~ecreted it somewhere after h'
- H. ~ I,F..n hn rrnrkArar
' the knife blade feom the bankers breast
1t may be discovered in the house. Again
he may have had an accessory, who flee
with the coin. At all events, l have thu
r start Of Lang Sellars on this case. l hav'
the man who struck the fatal blow. III
= belongs to one Of the first families in thi
State, but there is no wrong man thiA
time. All l will require viii be a littl'
time to find the gold. Robert Campbell
is a candidate for the ~gallowsi'
Thus thought Sheriff Cobb as he mad
- his way home after seeing his prisoner in
i carcerated in Jail.
The cries Of the widowed mother an
4 sister Of the prisoner yet rang in his ears
: but there was only one path for him [
4 follow-the path Of duty.
At eight o'clock on the morning Of tn
9 nineteenth Jennie Campbell entered tn
office of the county jail and made know
her desire to see her brother.
Follow me, Miss Campbell" said Jaile
Filyaw, an understood. corpulent littl
man. ''There are no orders not to ADM
! YOU. and if there were you should see you
brother, ever if he is in Jail on the charg
Of murder. l am sorry for you, miss, il
deed l am. Who would have believe
it?'
' Don't speak Of it. Mr.. Filyaw, il 70
please.r said Jennie. I'VE have ever
confidence that my brother will be alb
to establish his Innocence
u hope he may" said the jailer. q
hone he may. But what have you there.
Merely my brothers breakfast in TIL
is basket said Jennie. He is not use
3 to prison fare. My mother being SOM
what Frustrated. did not accompany m
n and did not bring my maid to-day"
10 BLESS you.' said Fiiyaw, 4 should n
feed Robert Campbell on prison fare. III
If best my W table affords should be his.
"Oh. thank you, sir. but either my mai
or 1 will come every day while my broth'
a. is here in jail
10 They passed from the Office through II
hall into the corridor of the prison. Fl
~ vaw blew a sharp note on his whistle an
a turnkey came forward and unlocked al
- swung open the heavy iron door Of Il
- structure, handing the jailer a bunch
! keys as he did so.
= They passed within and the heavy do,
closed with a clang that grated on po'
J~ennie's nerves.
Two rows OF cells confronted them
one to the right, the other opposite-wit
a passage between them and an iron stat
way at the further end OF the passage
''Hey. you jailerl Does my case can
Nv OF at September courtg' was the fir
he greeting that reached their ears as the
an advanced.
at Il think not, WOrtell," was the repl