The Kalispell bee. [volume] (Kalispell, Mont.) 1900-192?, 1902-02-15

like an oyster. IL you listen to them
under protest, as it were you are very
likely to get what you want"
'Our course now seems pretty clear,
said I.
''What would you do, then?'
II would engage launch and go
down the track of the Aurora
my dear fellow, it would be colos-
sal task. She may have touched at
any wharf on either side of the stream
between here and Greenwich. Below
the bridge there is perfect labyrinth
of landing-places for miles. 1t would
take you days and days to exhaust
them, if you set about it alone"
Employ the police, then"
''No. l shall probably call Athelney
Jones in at the last moment. He isl
not bad fellow, and l should not like
to do anything which would iniure
him professionally. But l have fancy
for working it out myself, now that we
have gone so far"
could we advertise, then, asking
for information from wharfngers?"
Worse and. worse! Our men would
know that the chase was hot at their
heels, and they would be off out of the
country. AS it is, they are likely
enough to leave, but as long as they
think they are perfectly safe they will
be in no hurry. Jones' energy will be
of use to us there, for his view of the
case is sure to push itself into the daily
press, and the runaways will think
that everyone is off on the wrong
scent"
''What are we to do, then?'' I asked,
as we landed near Millbank peniten-
tiary.
Take this hanson, drive home,
have some breakfast, and get an hours
sleep. 1t is quite on the cards that we
may be afoot tonight again. Stop at
the telegraph office, cabby! We will
keep Toby, for he may be of use to us
yet"
We pulled up at the Great Peter
street post office, and Holmes dis
patched his wire. ''Whom do you
think that is TOP" he asked, as we re-
esumed our journey.
II am sure don't know"
''You remember the Baker street d.
III vision of the detective police force
\ whom / employed in the Jefferson
Hope case?"
''Well, :" said I, laughing.
'This is just the case where they
might be invaluable, If they fail,
have other resources; but I shall try
them first That wire was to my dirty
little lieutenant, Virgins, and expect
that he and his gang will be with us
before we have finished our breakfast"
1t was between eight and nine o'clock
now, and / was conscious of a strong
reaction after the successive excite
ments of the night. 1 was limp and
weary, befogged in mind and fatigued
IN body. / had not the professional en-
thusiasm which carried my companion
on, nor could look at the matter as a
mere abstract intellectual problem. AS
far as the death of Bartholomew Sholto
went, | had heard little good of him,
and could feel no intense antipathy to
j his murderers. The treasure, however,
was a different matter. That or part
of it, belonged rightfully to Miss
Morstan. While there was chance
of recovering it, | was ready to
devote my life to the one object.
True, if l found it, it would prob
ably put her forever beyond my
reach. Yet it would be petty and
selfish love which would be influenced
by such thought as that. If Holmes
could work to find the criminals, had
tenfold stronger reason to urge me
on to find the treasure.
A bath at Baker street and a COM
p1ete change freshened me up wonder
fully. When [ came down to our room
found the breakfast laid and Holmes
pouring out the coffee.
Here it is" said he, laughing and
pointing to an open newspaper. 1.-The
energetic Jones and the ubiquitous re-
porter have fixed it up between them.
But you have had enough of the case.
Better have your ham and eggs first"
Ltook the paper from him and read
the short notice, which was headed:
mysterious Business at Upper Nor
wood"
About twelve o'clock last night, -
said the Standard, 'Mr. Bartholomew
Sholto, of Pondicherry lodge, Upper
: Norwood, was found dead in his room
= under circumstances which point to
foul play. As far as we can learn, NO
actual traces of violence were found
upon Mr.. Sholto's person, but a
valuable collection of Indian gems
which the deceased gentleman had
inherited from his father has
been carried off. The discovery
was first made by Mr.. Sherlock Holmes
and DIR. Watson, who had called at the
house with. Mr.. Thaddeus Shalto
brother of the deceased. By a singular
piece of good fortune Mr.. Athelney
Jones, the well-knewn member of the
detective police force, happened to be
at the Norwood police station, and
was on the ground within half an hour
of the first alarm. His trained and ex
perienced faculties were at once direct.
ed towards the detection of the Grim
inals, with the gratifying result that
the brother, Thaddeus Sholto, has al
ready been arrested, together with the