Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1901-11-09

men looked up in surprise and sud-
denly rearoused interest.
eyes, SIR" said Clarke, zone tooth
was missing, upper jaw, next the big
eye-tooth,' and as the witness stood
down the general and the question
ing officer beamed on each other and
smiled.
An adjournment was necessitated
during the early afternoon. Lieut.
Rays statement was desired, also
that of Private Connolly, of the ar
tillery, and an effort had been made
through the officers of the cavalry
at Pace to find some of the recruits
who were of the, detachment now
quite frequently referred to in that
command as "the singed cats" But
it transpired that most of them had
been assigned to troops of their regi-
ment not yet sent to Manila, only
half the regiment being on duty
foot duty at that-in the Philippines.
The only man among them who had
Travelled with Foster from Denver as
far as Sacramento was the young re-
cruit, Mellen. He was on outpost,
but would be relieved and sent to
Ermita as quickly as possible.
Connolly, said the surgeon at the
Quartet de Meysic, was too i'll to be
sent thither, unless on matter of
vital Importance, and Sandy Ray,
fastening from Maidie's bedside III
response to summons, was met by
the tidings that a recess had beer
ordered, and that he would be sent
for again when needed.
It was after three that witnesses
ton. DR.. Brick had got the floor and
was pleading for post-mortem at
once. In this climate and under such
conditions decomposition would be
SO rapid, said he, that ''by tomorrow
his own mother couldn't recognize
him. But the provost-marshal
drawled that he didn't see that fur
Their mutilation would promote the
possibility of recognition, and Brick
was set aside.
It was a quarter to four when
young Mellen was hidden to tell
whether he knew, and what he knew
of, the deceased, and all men hushed
their very breath as the lad was
conducted to the blanket-shrouded
form under the overhanging gallery
in the open patio. The hospital
steward slowly turned down the
coverlet, and Mellen, well-nigh as
pallid as the corpse, was hidden to
look. Look he did, long and earnest
ly. The little weights that some one
had placed on the eyelids were lifted;
the soft hair had been neatly
brushed; the lips were gently closed;
the delicate, clear-cut features wore
an expression of infinite peace and
rest; and Mellen slowly turned and,
facing the official group at the neigh
boring table, nodded.
"You think you recognize the de-
ceased?" came the question. eff so,
what was his name?"
81 think so, yes, sir. It's Foster
at least, that's what I heard it was
'Had you ever known him?-to
speak to?"
''He was in the same detach ment
on the train. Don't know as I ever
spoke to him, sir,' was the answer.
''But you think you know linn bv
sight? Where did you first notice
him?''
''Think it was Ogden, sir. I didn't
pay much attention before that 4
man called Murray knew him and got
some money from him. That's how |
came to notice him. The rest of us
hadn't any to speak off,
"Ever see him again to speak to
or to notice particularly after you
left Ogden? Did he sit near you?"
was the somewhat caustic query.
mo, sir, only just that once"
"But you are sure this is the man
you saw at Ogden?"
Mellen turned uneasily, u'ahappily,
and looked again into the still and
placid face. That meeting was on a
glazing day in June. This was a
clouded afternoon in late October AMI,
nearly five months had slipped away.
Yet he had heard the solemn story
of the murder and had never, up to
now, imagined there could be Il
doubt. In mute patience the sleep
ing face seemed appealing to him to
speak for it, to own it, to stand be-
tween it and the possibility of it's be-
ing buried friendless, unrecognized.
"It's-it's him or his twin brother,
sir" said Mellen.
Zone question more. Had you
heard before you came here who was
killed."
eyes, sir. They said it was Foster"
And now, with pencils swiftly ply
ing, several young civilians were edg-
ing to the door.
James Farnham was called, and a
sturdy young man, with keen, wealth
er-beaten face, stepped into the little
open space before the table. Three
fingers were gone from the hand he
instinctively held up, as though ex-
pecting to be sworn. His testimony
was decidedly disappointment.
Farnham said that he was brakema q
of that train and would know some
of that squad of recruits anywhere.
but this one-well, he remembered
talking to one man at Ogden, a tall
fne-looking young Teller something
very like this one. This might have
been he or it might not. He couldn't
even be sure that this was one of
the party. He really didn't know.
But there was chap called Murray
that he'd remember easy enough
anywhere.
It was utterly unnecessary, said
certain bystanders, to question any
more members of the guard, but the
provost-marshal did, and not until
4:3O did he deign to send for the
most important witness of all, the
brother of the young girl to whom
the deceased had been so devotedlv
attached. They had not long to wait,
for Sandy Ray happened to be almost
at the door