The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1905-04-22

Sherlock Holmes was q man, however, |
upon his isl mind. w, Would GO for days, and
even for week, without rest, turning it
over, rearranging his facts. looking at 1t
from every point Of view, until he had
that his data were insufficient. It was
soon evident to me that he was now pre-
pairing for an all-night sitting. He took
Off his coat and waistcoat, put on a large
about the room collecting pillows from
his bed and cushions from the sofa and
arm chairs. With these he constructed
sort Of Eastern divan, upon which he
ounce Of shag tobacco and box of
matches laid out In front Of him. In the
dim light OF the lamp saw him sitting
eyes 9a or Rs his g
of the ceiling, the blue smoke curling up
from him, SILENT motionless. with the
light shining upon his strongest aquiline
sleep, and SO he sat when sudden
ejaculation caused me to wake up, and
found the summer sun shining into the
his lips. the smoke still curled upward,
and the room was full of a dense to-
bacco haze, but nothing remained Of the
heap. Of shag which had seen upon the
previous night.
Awake. Watson?'' he asked. ..
yes" ~"
Game for morning driver"
''CerLa1nly.''r o. Is.
"Then dress. No one Is stirring yet,
but know where the stable-boy sleeps.
and we shall soon have the trap out" He
chuckled to himself as he spoke, his eyes
to the somber thinker Of the previous
| night. w.
AS I dressed I glanced at my watch.
It was no wonder that no one was STIR
four. had hardly finished when Holmes
| returned with the news that the boy was
| putting in the horse.
.! want to test little theory Of mine,"
zad me- pulling on his boots think
the presence of one Of the most absolute
| fools in Europe. I deserve to be kicked
from here to Charing Cross. But think
And Where re, is II it ~ asked, Smiling.
| 'In the bathroom" he answered. ooh.
yes. am not joking" he continued. see,
ing my look of incredulity. Il have just
have got it in this Gladstone bag Come
viii not At the 1ock.S ~
We made our way downstairs as quiet.
morning sunshine. In the road stood GU,
horse and trap. with the half-clad stable
boy waiting at the head. We bott
sprang in and away We dashed down the
stirring, bearing in vegetables to the me-
| tropolis, but tha lines Of villas on eithe
side were as silent and lifeiess as some
| city in a dream.
mas aaa aefh oim I'm soa c RS te s sors
on into a gallop. II confess that I hav'
| been as blind as a. mole, but 1t Is bette
to to d learn m wisdom late than never to lear'
In town the earliest risers were just be
ginning to look sleepily from their win
dows as we drove thru the streets Of tn
Surrey side. Passing down the Water
1~N Dy{I rrNa 1Sr3,y
and dashing up wellington street wheele,
sharply to the right, and found ourselve
in Bow street. Sherlock Holmes wa
well known to the force. and the tw
constables at the door saluted him. On
} Of them held the horses head while tn
other led us in.
"Who is on duty?" asked Holmes.
inspector Bradstreet, sir"
"Ah. Bradstreet, how are your A tai
stout official had come down the stone
tagged passage, in a peaked cap an
frogged jacket. II wish to have quie
! Certainly, Mr.. Holmes. Step into m
, room here ...
1t was a small, office like room, with
7 huge ledger upon the table, and q tele
! phone protecting from the wall. The in
What can do for you, Mr.. Holmes?
, II called about that beggarma1
! Boone-the one who, was charged wit
Mr.. Neville st. Clair, Of Lee
= "Yes. He was brought up. and Re
. manded for further inquiries"
so I heard. You have him here?
: I'm the cells"
''Is he quiet?"
on. he gives no trouble. But he is
dirty scoundrel.'
'Dirty?" F..
Eyes, it is all we can do to make hi
?. wash his hands, and his face Is as blac
4 as tinker's. Well, when once his cas-
has been settled, he will have a reguls
!, prison bath; and think. IT you saw hir
r 70" would agree with me that he needle
9 IT should like to see him very much
. "Would you? That is easily don
e e Come this way. You can leave yo1
n mo, think that TIL take it,
= Every good. Come this way, If W
u please" He led US down a passag
y Winding stair. and brought US to a white
washed corridor with line Of doors
I 'e "rhe third on the right r is his," s. y,
! shot back panel in the upper part Of Il
door and glanced thru.
~. him very well. !"
IL The prisoner lay with his face toward u
- In a very deep Sleep breathing slowly al
!" heavily. He was a middle-sized ma
"a coarsely clad as became his calling, WI
H.
in his tattered coat. He was, as the l
spector had said, extremely dirty, but t
: | crime which covered his face could n
- conceal it's repulsiye ugliness. A bro
= wheal from an old scar ran right aero
tn it from eye to chin, and by its contract
W. had turned up one side Of the upper !
!, !, SO that three teeth were exposed in a pc
T petual snarl A shock Of very bright r
a. hair grew low over his eyes and forehee
- Hes beauty, isn't he?" said the
r. spector.
% and I took the liberty Of bringing
~ tools with me-" He opened the Ola
~ stone bag as he spoke, and took out,
IN my establishment. "a very large oa
er sponge.
to T"Now, If you viii have the great GOO
m ness to open that door very quietly,
80 will soon make him cut much more
;, spectacle figure"
re- re- ''Well, I don't know why not" SAID
Ms inspector. He doesn't look g c a,e
;. slipped his key into the lock. and we
IN very quietly entered the cell. The sleel
half turned, and then Settled down OF
more into deep slumber., Holm
stopped to the water jug, nnoistened
sponge, and then rubbed It twice Wig
ously across and down the prlsone
n "Let me introduce you" he shout
ITO M. Neville st. Clair, Of Lee, in
county of Kent"
Never in my life have seen such
r. sight The mans face peeled on un
ed the sponge like the bark from q u
IN Gone was the coarse brown tint! Go
too, was the holrid scar which
scanned 1t across and the twisted
80 Itch, nod the ranlllS1y6 Sneer