The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1904-12-09
c%spyrish,lso by
r. Fitzgerald M>uey

That. being guilty OF the crime with
which the woman he loved was charged
he had not come forward, and by max
ing a confession of his deed freed hei
from a terrible accusation. was per-
fectly eXplainable to Mackworth. Nc
doubt Bostock, knowing she was not
guilty. felt assured thai in a little while
her innocence would be. must be, clear
ly proved. While he remained free and
unsupported. A declaration of the part
he a played might be wholly unnec-
cssary to the restoration of her good
name, While it would certainly imperil
his liberty, If not his life.
That man SO staid in character. so
gentle in manner, could perpetrate
such a crime was not unreasonable to
suppose. when it was considered that
the placid exterior of many individuals
Is but the effect of constant control over
strong emotions; emotions that in mo-
ments of vehement passion and under
circumstances that enrage. fling aside
the curb which has long bound them
and assert themselves with unre-
strained strength.
That Bostock's was such a nature
Mackworth did not doubt. An express
sion tha! now and then rose 10 the
surface of the publishers grave face,
a light that occasionally cleaned in
those dark eyes. spoke of a strength
for good or evil. OF a depth where
thoughts might lie hidden and unsus-
pected by those who deemed they knew,
him best.
10 prove the truth of these sus-
picions. which the circumstances of the
case and the nature of the man made
feasible. became Mackworth's desire
and business, and this he Immediately
set about in as secret a manner as his
endeavors would allow. His first effort
was to discover. if possible, whether
George Bostock on leaving Mrs. Dunn
b%arton's house had quilted it's neigh
borhood, or where he actually was at
the time the murder was committed.
This he might have beer able to as
certain at once had he questioned the
publisher; but that was what Mack
worth wished to avoid for the present,
ted, might be placed on his guard, when
ne would use his utmost %endeavors to
shelter himself and battle Justice.
BY careful inquiry Mackworth
learned from the ticket taker of the
Marlborough road station, not far re-
moved from Mrs. D~umbarton's house,
who was familiar with Bostock's APP
pearance as a frequent passenger, that
the publisher had arrived at the station
on the evening in question about S
O'Clock, but had not been seen again
there that night. OF this the official de-
clared himself certain. Nor had the
cabmen in the neighboring cab ranks.
nor in the entire district whom Mack
worth patiently and persistently ques-
conveyed from the neighbour
hood that night such a fare as was de-
scribed to them. This proved but lit
tie in Itself. for Bostock might have
walked to Herschel mansions, the
building in which he ented a fiat.
The night porter of the mansions
was, therefore, the next to be examined,
n like the others. with warnings to,
preserve strict secrecy. The man had
no difficulty In remembering the date,
from a tritiing circumstance which had
happened to himself that evening, and
stated that Mr.. Bostock had returned
to his fiat a short time before l in the
morning. The time that had elapsed
petWeen the committal of the murder
and the hour he had entered the man
home.
IT was possible, however, that he
might have gone straight from Hoxton
road to one of his clubs, and have been
lhere While the tragedy was taking
place, but the most skillful and secretly
conducted inquiries made from porters
n walters failed to elicit from them
SHAS SAiSJ d SGeIl IllHl curing the night
specified.
What the inspector absolutely wanted
was proof Of Bostock being in the
n~elghborhood of Hoxton road about the
t!me the murder was committed, but
this. for the present, was not forth
coming.
Martyr, the policeman in whose beat
noxton road lay, had passed Mrs. Dunn
parton'S house abou an hour before the
o~ccurrance of the tragedy. and had not
seen any individual lettering there, nor
did he remember meeting any foot pas
sengers at that time.
Mackworth sat one morning, after
in the sitting room of his
small house, situated near Kings Gross,
pioneering over the case, A childless
wldower of so years, he lived, so far as
his calling would permit, an isolated
existence, his best friend inc most con-
slant companion being an Irish ter
rler named Shawn, a wiry, rough-coat-
ed, true-hearted beast, whose red eyes.
snort ears and nervous movements be-
trayed his swift perceptions and acute
sagaclty, traits that endeared him to
his master.
A knock at the street door brought
Shawn, who had been coiled upon the
cushion of a chair, to his feet, while
presently his loud banks announced that
a stranger had entered the hall. A mo-
ment later and Mackworth's house,
keeper handed him a card, reading the
name on which, the inspector babe her
show the visitor in. With some sense
Of ~pleasurable excitement and expecta-
ton, Mackworth stood up to greet
Quinton Quave, whom he had already
seen,and of whose friendship with Mrs
Dumbarton he was we'll aware.
With a rapid glance at the young
mans expressive face n dark eyes,
Mackworth saw he had something TO
communicate.
"Sit down, sir-sit down. the inspec-
tor said. waving Quinton to a seat
Down, Shawn; it's not with every one
he makes friends, sir--he's a most
sagacious dog
All my life I have been fond of ami
mails of every kind. When l was a
boy l used to get into trouble for taking
stray cats and destitute dogs home. To
me they are all members Of one great
family. We are the topmost branches
said Quinton.
MOT always so harmless as they"
True. And that brings me to what
l came here to say"
Il am anxious to hear you, SIR"
Then Quinton told him OF the figure
he had seen in the uncertain light on
the night the tragedy took place. Mack