The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1905-03-12

saw LOT yourself Gan you suggest any
He could not have fractured his
skull in a falII''
In a morass, Watson2''
lam at my wits end
Tut, tut, we have solved some worse
problems. At least we have plenty of
material. If we can only use it Come.
then, and, having exhausted the Palmer.
let us see what the Dunlop with the
patched cover has to offer US
We picked up the track and followed
it EDWARDS for some distance. but soon
the moor rose into a long, heather
tufted curve, and we left the water
course behind -Us.--NO further help from
tracks could be hoped for. At the spot
where we saw the last of the Dunlop
tyre it might equally nave led to
EIoldernesse- hall, the stately towers of
which rose some miles TO our left, or to
low, gray village which lay in front
of us, and marked the position of the
Chesterfield high road.
AS we approached the forbidding and
squalid inn, with the sign of a game
cock above the door. Holmes gave
sudden groan, and elutched me by the
shoulder to save himself from falling.
He had had one of those violent strains
Of the ankle which leave man help
less. With difficulty he limped up to
the door where a SQUAT, dark, elderly
man was smoking a black clap pipe
How are you, Mr. Reuben Hayes?"
said Holmes.
"Who are you. and how do you get
my name so pat?" the cOuntryman an
swered, with a suspicious flash of a
pair of cunning eyes.
'Well, it's printed on the board above
your head It's easy TO see man who
is master If his own house 1 suppose
you haven't such a thing as carriage
in your stableS?
mo, 1 have not"
'I can hardly put my foot to the
ground
Don't put it to the ground"
But can't walk
'Well, then, hop"
Mr.. Reuben Hayes manner was far
from gracious. but Holmes took it
with admirable good humor-
Look here my man." said he. this
is really rather an awkward fix for me-
I don't mind now 1 get on"
Neither do L. said the morose land
lord
THE matter is very important.
would offer you sovereign for the use
of bicycle"
The landlord pricked UP his ears.
Where do you want to go?''
ITO Holdernesse hall"
pals of the Dock, 1 suppOse?" said
the landlord. surveying our mud
stained garments with ironical eyes.
Holmes laughed good naturally.
He'll be glad TO see us, anyhow.
''Why?'
Because we bring him news of his
The landlord gave a very visible
start.
What. you're on his track"
HE has been heard of in Liverpool.
! They expect to get him every hour.
Again a swift change passed over the
heavy, unshaven face. His monner
! was suddenly genial.
"I'ye less reason to wish the Dock
well than most men," said he, for L
was his head coachman once, and cruel
bad he treated me- 1t was him that
sacked me without a character on the
word of a lying corn-chandler. But I'm
| glad to hear that the young lord was
heard of in Liverpool, and I'll help you
to take the news to the Hail.
Thank YOU" said Holmes. Wen
| have some food first Then you can
bring round the bicycle"
Il haven't got a bicycle"
Holmes held up a sovereign
Il tell you, man. that 1 haven't got
one. I'll let you have two horses as
far as the Hail.
We'll, WELL" said Holmes, "we'H talk
about it when we've had something TO
eat
When we were left alone in the stone
tagged kitchen. it was astonishing how
| rapidly that sprained ankle recovered
I It was nearly nightfall, and we had
! eaten nothing since early morning. so
/ that We spent some time over our meal
/ Holmes was lost in thought. and once
or twice he walked over to the window
! and stared earnestly out. It opened on
| to a squalid courtyard In the far cor
| ner was a smithy, where q grimy lad
/ was at work. On the other side were
| the stables. Holmes had sat down
! again after one Of these excursions,
! when he suddenly sprang out of his
1 chair with a loud exclamation
BY heaven, Watson. I believe that
/ I've got it," he cried. Yes, yes, it
]
/ Der seeing any COW tracks today?"
| Yes. several
! "Where?'
| well, everywhere. They were at the
/ morass. and again on the path, and
| again near where poor Heidegger met
! his death"
Exactly. Well, now, Watson, how
/ Many cows did you see on the moore"
II don't remember seeing any"
! Strange, Watson, that we should see
| tracks all our line, but never COW on
! the whole moor Very strange, Wat
| son. eh2''
| Yes. it is strange"
| Nov. Watson, make an effort. throw
your mind back. Can you see those
! tracks upon the path2'
Yes. I can"
can you recall that the tracks were
! sometimes like that. Watson''-he al
! ranged a number Of bread crumbs in
/ this fashion: ; land some
! times like this: : -
! land occasionally like this.
can you remember that?'
( NO. cannot"
But I can. 1 could swear to it.
| However. we will go back at our leis-
/ ure and verify it. What a blind beetle
J l have been, not to draw my cOncIu-
/ sionr'
! And what is your conclusion
! "Only that it is a remarkable COW
| which walks, canters. and galiops. BY
! GEORGE Watson, il was no brain of d
/ country publican that thought out such
| blind as that The coast seems TO be
| clear, save for that lad in the .snithy.
! Let us slip out and see what we can
I see"
! There were two rough-haired, I'M
! kempt horses in the tumbIe-down sta
! BILE. Holmes raised the hind leg of one
| of them and laughed aloud.
| odd shoes. but newly shOd-old
! shoes. but new nails. This case de-
| serves to be a classic. Let us go across
| to tGe smithy."
! The lad continued his work without
| regarding us. ! saw Holmes eye dart
| ing tc right and left among the litter
/ OF ircIl and wood which was scattered
/ abOuC the floor. Suddenly, however, we
| heard = step behind US, and there was
| The landlord, his heavy eyebrows drawn
| dow over his savage eyes. his swarthy
| features convulsed with passion. He
| held 4 short r1Rfal-bRa fIP1 StfpIz in his