The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1901-11-28
cHAPTER IfI.-lContinuedl

ETA Quickly turning from the desk, Robert
thm. placed hand the shoulder of Uncle
Duke who knet moaning at his old mas
ter's side.
Uncle Duke he sand "you know
to SET where detective Sellars lives on Princes
.odpr street. Surely You do not believe me
q guilty Of your masters murder. Can you
take Mr.. Sears this note? The assassin
Of Y0nr master must be brought to justice.
VIII Are you strong enough?"
bea Yea. yes, Mars Robertl God bless you,
du can't live long; but l can't die till the
.nigh. murderer Of ole master stands on the gal
lows and Mars Lang is the man to bring
him there"
Liver The old man arose to his feet and hast
e-A ened out the rear door of the hall as the
en- n front door opened
and Hurried footsteps were heard, and Her
% man Craven, bareheaded and in his shirt
sleeves. as when he had left the house,
pom rushed into the library followed by Silas
wn a Cobb, the sheriff of the county, and two
dneS Of his Deputies, tanning and Spears.
st ban br. Norcum and Coroner Field follow
Chic, ed them, and behind came several of the
neighbors, who had been reused.
He has not fed9' cried Herman.
color There, sheriff, there stands the murderer
at hul Of NY uncle, caught red-handed in the
at eet#
the On A heart-rending moan burst from the
liz breast Oh the banker S daughter. 1nere
IS some mystery here she cried. "Though
Robert was standing over my fathers
eie feiess form with the bloody weapon in
Dreak1 his hand that bereft him of life, when my
s, 81 cousin and L entered this room, yet do
Il to feel assured that he is not guilty of my
&c fathers murder. Oh, Cod My own dear
father murdered! 1t seems incredible,
l., yet there lie his remains" and poor Hattie
Oll burst INTO fresh paroxysm Of grief
he III Mrs. AIQrWiu and Miss Stool naiphborc
[ accompanied by two other ladies, here en-
much tered The room, and the weeping girl was
ut borne from the library.
DR. Norcum had advanced and was ex-
aiming the body of the murdered man.
oausls -Spears, let no man leave the house, -
10 Oh said the sheriff. Il declare" he added,
good "tpis affair is terrible, and to think that
lager- You, Robert Campbell, should be charged
10 sal with the murder
The charge Of Herman Craven is ut
feriy false, and he knows it to be So "
uas' said Robert Surely, you, Sheriff Cobb
wereo who have known me all my life can
ch use scarce believe me guilty of the murder OF
dollar the Father Of the young lady who viii be-
Doyei come my wife"
Your wifer' exclaimed Herman 1.-The
wife of her fathers murderer? Never
u And believe me, neither had my incl.
semi lived. would his daughter have becOm,
le u your wife-that is, with his consent
petfg out
nem Hero the tall form of Lang Sellars, tn,
oD great Southern detective, stood in tn,
"- doorway.
Like flash his keen eye took in, no
ng only every person, but every object tina
onl- the room contained ere his deep vote,
dol broke upon the stiffness that pervaded it
true MOI since the murder at Mulberry h
ant observed, has there been as atrocious
snm crime committed in the old North State
nor Did l believe that a seoundrel, will
unS the malignity of Ward Lennox. yet curse,
ton the Commonwealth with his presence.
Why was clearly mistaken"
and "Great work was that of yours on tina
\ IA case, Mrsseilars," said the doctor. Gods
Ga You rescued Herbert Russell, even iron
-, the gaows trap; and even then War
oOu' cheated the gallOws."
ties To dash his brains out at the abutmen
OF Hilton bridge" said Sellars, "and sim
IONS beneath the turbid waters of the Cap
-, Fear. But this is a boder deed. A sail
a or's knife-the blade thrust home to tn
victims heart. Have you taken any step
e here, Sheriff Cobb"
gh = was aroused and summoned here b
I'm the murdered mans nephew, who dc
csn noanced Robert Campbell as the murder
er de assures me that he caught hir
red-handed in the act; but may ask wha
~ brings you here, Lang SelarsI
ns III Robert Campbell is the murderer O
out our old friend here, then l am summone
de by his murderer. In the Mulberry cas-,
TX 1t WAS the murderer of Dr. Taylor VIII
~ engaged my services to ferret ont tn
~ criminal, and in the end l brought tn
crime home TO his own door"
think there can be no doubt as to hi
ID guilt said Herman. 1T could have bee
Dr. no other than Robert Campbell and her
T. Herman, uninterrupted by Robert, mad
"a Statement of the facts, as already rela
ed, IN so far as his entrance into the ROOF
was concerned, and as to what met hi
bcrrlhed gaze as he crossed the threshold
You state that you entered the hous
at ten O'clock" said the detective; 'tha
you found your uncle in this room, and lei
him seated at his desk when you retired
uxactly, Mr.. Sellars."
Were those windows, opening on tn
lawn on the east side of the house, raise
at thai time, as they are nOw?"
air.
"One moment, gentlemen" said Ian,
as he stepped to the door. "Calbanw
The black face Of a powerfully bull
but Reformed and curiously constructe
negro appeared.
Look for footprints under the window
on the east side of the house." said Sc
lars you have your dark lanternT
Yes, Mars Lang" and the negro wa
gone
'EolOw the niger and see what 70