Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1905-07-27

or tne SlgnOFllld. 90 L gave ncI Soiic
Mea of the anxieties suffered by the
friends OF the missing singer, and eas.
fly elected from her promise TO let
me know If she received any knowl'
edge of the signorinas whereabouts,
! looked for no results to follow this
effort, but herein l was wrong, fo'
this morning, just as, in sheer despair,
I was OK the point of giving up my
search, came a letter from this lady,
saying that the signorina had sudden
ly appeared in the same town as her.
self-that is. in Great Darlington
and that if / wished to communicate
with her I should find her at the writ
er's Owr house, where she had been
induced to remain for a few days
"If only knew some one in Great
Darlington" sighed the artist.
Pooh! You must know a Dozen"
Degraw shook his head, but he was
very cheerful, Notwithstanding: life
had reassumed its ancient aspect, and
he cast loving glances at his lately dc
spised painting.
Mr.. Byrd smiled. uttered some words
of admiration and then turned to go
But before he left he remarked:
"You must not he astonished if In
the event of your finding your way tc
Great Darlington you run across q
detective there. You know the Opin
.on has changed about the death Of
bn xy;r1 Hy-hn found in thn al Hoy.
way. She is now thought TO have
been murdered. and as the murderer
has not yet been discovered it is only
common prudence that the girls who
have been or are likely to be subject
to his Vaccinations, should be under
the guardianship OF the police"
Mr.. Degraw assentcd, and the two
young men parted. Mr. Byrd being
anxious to respond TO summons he
had received from the inspector, and
the artist being equally eager TO put
into execution a plan that haG Sug.
gcsted itself to him just as Mr.. Byrd
was leaving. This referred to the
possibility of getting certain brother
artist c: his to Join him in n sketch
ing tour among the berkshire Hills.
There had been some talk OF such a
thing the year before. but it had fallen
through. This time he was deter.
mined upon rcopcning the subject ard
bring it to a de" lie conclusion. lie,
therefore, soon olowcd Byrd into
the street, and before nightfall so sue
coeded in iGfusing his own enthu'
siasm into the mind or his friend that
he procured from him n promise to
undertake the expedition at once.
ElatCd and gay with hope the light
hearted artist returned home. Life,
earth and nature seemed changed.
He sang as he bounded up the stairs
leading to his room. and the sound OF
his cheerful tones seemed to shake the
great buildings and lend sunshine to
its somewhat dismal halls But he
did not sing long. As he reached the
floor where his own room was situated
he perceived two men standing like a
couple Of shadows before his door,
and the surprise chilled his blood and
hushcd his caycty, for the face of one
was the face Of Byrd. but so changed
from what it had been a few hours
before that he would scarcely have
known it if he had not recognized in
his companion the famous Mr. Gryce,
who had been introduced to him at po.
lice headquarters.
At his appearance both Of these per.
sons turned, and for once it was the
to meeting his eye.
"Mr. Degraw. | hcleve." said he.
"rhe same" returned the artist.
"Will you come inf' And he hast.
cned to unlock the door, from which
they had mOmpntarilv stepped aside. |
mo bad news. hopef' he nlurmnred,
as he brushed by Byrd.
But the young detective forborP to
reply. lie was evidently not in love
with his GRAND and preferred to pre-.
serve non-commttal silence. Mr., |
GryCe, on the contrary, was alert and |
at his ease. lie cast admirinG glanccs |
over the studio and paused before the |
painting of "A Poets Dream with |
hearty appreciation in every feature. |
But he lost no time.
Mr.. Dcgraw,' said he. ''wc have |
come upon dlSagreeable crrAnl. lam |
and his eye left the picture, |
though it did not travel to thc artists |
face. with q warrant for your ar
rest
ARREST" The artist laughed; what |
joke was this:
Il fear YOU do not understand, OBJ !
served the detective gravely. "rho !
charge is murder, and here is ~ '"""'
rant"