Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1905-08-19
THE DIAMOND RIVER
CHAPTER xI1r.-(Continued.)
~ DAVID MURRAY

CHAPTER xI11.-(Continued)
"Ah!' said Jethroe. with a soft, slow
expulsion of the breath. "Soft-spoken
scoundrel-eh? Rubbed his hands to.
gether a good deal? Very deeply tanned
and very wrinkledw
''That Is the man. sir. to a hair"
Sand the other fellowf''
"A red-headed man Of sanguine bilious
complexion. Clean shaver, except for a
little touch of side whisker."
"Were they curious at all?"
mo. SIR" said Monboddo. mo. sir.
They asked II there were any possibility
Of mistake on my part as to identity. OF
course. I set their minds at rest upon
that point. and I thought II advisable to
add that the documents discovered on the
bodily would alone have cured any doubt
on that point"
"Come. Monboddo, I want to be sure
of this. Who first spoke Of documents p
"Ah, now" said Monboddo, ut Il pos.
sible the first suggestion came from them.
1t did so. I remember. The red.haired
man said: The doctor would possibly be
aided by documents found upon the
body Exactly. 1t was not till then that
I thought of them. assured them that
the documents had been forwarded TO
their proper destina tion-that they were
In your nephew's hands,"
"Theres something to be done with
this" said Jethroc, thoughtfully. His
right hand passed mocha nically below his
chin. and he clutchcd at vacancy.
"You must not do that, sirw cried
Monboddo.
'Do what?" asked Jethroe. in amaze.
ment.
"That" said the doctor. initiating his
gesture. II am afraid that I am not an
observant man; but that clutch at your
beard brought the beard back again.
actually saw II there. That motion Of
the hand transformed you back to wha,
you were when I last saw you."
YES" said Jethroe, with n glimmel
Of smile; you've brought your nerve,
into good practice for n STARTER of thu,
kind. Here, let me think. There's some
ching to be done with this"
He fell to marching up and down tn,
room. and Monboddo sidled uneasily (,
Q chair.
A knock sounded ut the door. and tn.
photographic artist bowed himself In. BE
Ing hidden to go right on with his bust
ness. he produced his work. 1t was yer,
neat and trim and new. and, on inspec
tion. turned ont to be quite satisfactory
He took his money, gave a receipt TO
the same. and retired, having said "Ou
ay" several times, and spoken no othe
word.
"Look here. Monboddo." said Jethroe
s'There's something you must do for ME
want oil these things to look like age
want them crumbled. yellowed. soiled.
"Yes." said Monboddo. "Child's play
sir-child's play"
"Will this ink stand salt wnterf'
"T'll guarantee that, II you wish It.
MOnboddo answered. care these by an
chance to have been found upon tn
bodyY
"You're keen rascal. Tom." sal
Jethroe. snow. here's the game; thes
sheets Of vellum must look twenty year
old"
"A hundred II you like" said Mon
boddo.
II said twenty" Jethroe responded
He produced the sntchel In which he cal
ried the original cipher. and spread
leaf or two Of its contents on tho tabl,
''Thnt IL the state to bring them to-"
"Exactly." said MonbOddo.
''Thcy must DO immersed In cal
water"
"The sea salt Of the bath" said Nor
boddo. "A touch of iodine"
'"rhey must not be allowed to becon'
illegible."
"Ill fix EN-