Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1901-09-29

bottles and papers that had contained
sleep inducing drugs. A label on one
q the bottles bore DR.. Van Nesss name.
I'll go and see the doctor" said
Hatch. You look up the other people
named. I'll come to your house after
ward or send a message"
DR.. Van Ness was a tall. blond. ner-
vous man. with glasses on his nose and
light wisps OF whisker that radlated
aimlessiy, IKE a cats.
Mistaking Hatch for a patient he
asked him what seemed TO be the mat
ter.
Donald Drew has disappeared" said
Hatch. presenting his card, on which
was word or two from Drew. What
do you know about it,"
Van Ness started up in his chair and
then sat down again with a bump. Re
Stunning his professional manner, he put
the tips of his fingers together and re-
marked that Mr.. Donald Drew was
patient Of his.
What do you know about his going
away" asked the detective
The doctor considered, holding the
card in his hand.
Il don't think said he at last, that
under these circumstance professional
secrecy should be rlgidly observed. Mr..
Donald Drew consulted me for for
nervous trouble. He couldn't s.eep, so
he said, and-and he looked It,"
DO you know what was the matter
with him. asked Hatch.
The doctor shook his head.
"He insisted tina. it sas nothing. Ee
simply couldn't Sleep
do you know" asked Hatch.
whether he was evec hat way before;'
About two years ago bel1e7e.
don't know what tAe cause was at that
time.
What was your advice to him."
81 hold him not 10 worry replied
the doctor. 81 assured him thai every
thing would be all right, and
, How did you know MAT everything
teetive, breaking in on him abruptly.
We'll, of course, | didn't. but that's
what we always say. | advised him to
get plenty of fresh air. to eat regularly
and especially not TO worry. He looked
well, he looked frightened. That's tie
truth about it. When | questioned him,
he evaded me by saying it was merely
because he couldn't sleep"
There was silence for about four min
utes, during which Hatoh's eyes re-
garded Van Ness with an unwinking
stare. The doctor. in his turn, felt as
if he were being swallowed. Just as the
sensation became unbeatable the detect
i've suddenly rose.
That's all you know" he said. And
he took his leave.
About two hours later Mr.. Winfield
Drew received word from HaIch as
follows:
ION your brother. trail. You'd bet
ter come with me. Come to Central
depot"
Mr.. Drew obeyed this summons ana
was just in time to catch train.
Hatch had tickets and checks for berths
in the sleeper
Your brother has taken to the
woods said he.
With that mysterious devil after
him?"
sAIl l know" said Hatch. sis that
your brother bought a ticket here for
Slvershield Lake on the night wheH
he disappeared. He's been up there be-
fore and knows the region"
This is deep mystery replied
Drew. None Of the men l went to see
knew anything about it, though they
had all noticei that something was
the matter with my brother"
They arrived at their destination at
5 O'Clock the next morning. Detective
Hatch left Drew shiverng in the little
station while he made some inquiries.
your brother took the stage across
to Loon pond" he said, returning.
What for?" demanded Drew.
81 don't know" replied the detective.
Hatch and Drew also took the stage,
which was a queer sort OF blackboard
with only one seat in the middle OF it.
The driver sat between the two passen-
gers. and his presence restrained their
conversation. He was not the man who
had driven the stage on the morning
when Donald Drew had ridden in it, and
he knew nothing about the affair.
There's a little lodge over by the
pond" he said. Anybody takes it that
wants it, He may be there.
ASout two-thirds across to Loon pond
the road runs through a small village.
The driver stopped to water his horses,
and, as the animals were drinking, a
tall. strong and roughly dressed man
with a coarse red sweater under his
coat sauntered up and took seat
the rear end of the blackboard. his back
toward the horses and his legs hanging
over the edge. He had a rife, which