The Mitchell capital. (Mitchell, Dakota [S.D.]) 1879-1918, 1906-02-23

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community 10 certainly. the gamer. and
no mi the loser, save the poor out-of-
work specialist whose occupation has
gone. With that man in the field. ones
morning paper presented INFINITE pos
abilities. Often It was only the small
est trace, Watson. the falntest indtca-
ton. and yet It wos enough to tell me
that the great malignant brain was
thora. - b gentlest tremors OF the
edges OF the web remind one OF the
foul spider which turks in the center.
Petty thefts. wanton assaults. pur-
b clue all could be worked into one
connected whole. To the scientific stu
dent OF the higher criminal world, no
capital. In Europe offered the advan-
tages which London hen possessed.
But now" He shrugged his shoulders
OF things which he had himself done
% much to produce.
At the time OF which I speak, Holmes
had been back for some months, and 1
q his request had sold my practice
and returned to share the old quarters
IN Baker street. A young doctor,
named Werner, had purchased my small
astonishingly little demur the highest
price that I ventured to asian Incl
dent which only explained itself some
years later. when ! found that Werner
wa Q distant relation Of Holmes, and
that It was my friend who had really
found. the money.
Our months Of partnership had not
been 90 ~uneventful an he had stated,
for I dnd, on looking over my notes,
that this period includes the case of
che papers OF ex-President Murillo. and
also the shocking affair Of the Dutch
steamship Friesland. which 80 nearly
cost us both our lives. His cold and
proud nature was always averse, how
ever. from anything in the shape of
public. applause. and he bound me In
the most stringent terms to say no
further word OF himself. his methods,
or his successes-a prohibition which,
as I have explained, has only now been
removed.
~. Sherlock Holmes was leaning
fbaok In his chair after his whimsical
protest, n was unfolding his norm
tn8 paper In . S~leisurely fashion. when
our attention was arrested by q tre-
mendous ring at the bell. followed Inn
sound. as Il someone were beating on
the outer door with his fist. As It
opened there came q tumultous rush
1nto the hall. rapid feet clattered up
the stair. and an instant later a wild
eyed and frantic young man, pale, di-
st1eveled. and FACILITATING. burst into
the room. He looked from one to the
other Of us. and under u gaze Of In
uuiry he became conscious that some
apology was needed for this uncere-
enonious entry.
TIN sorry. Mr.. Holiness" he cried.
You mustn't blame me-. I am nearly
mad. Mr.. Holmes. l am the unhappy
John Hector McFarlane.'
He made the announcement as IL the
name alone would explain both his
visit and its manner. but I could see,
by my companions unresponsiye face,
that 1t meant no more to him than to
me.
Have a cigarette. Mr.. McFarlane."
said he, pushing his case across. az
friend DIR. Watson here would prescribe
Q sedative. The weather has been SO
very warm these last few days. Nov,
II Q feel q little more composed. /
should be glad II you would sit down
I'm that chair. and tell US very slowly
and quietly who you are. and what It
70 that you want. You mentioned your
name. as II I should recognize 1t. but
I assure you. that beyond the obvious
facts that you are a bachelor, q solic-
ltor. a Freemason. and an asthmatic.
I know nothing whatever about YOU"
Familiar as ! was with my friends
methods. 1t was not difficult for me to
follow his deductions, and to observe
the nntAdineSs Of attire. the sheaf Of
legal papers. the watch charm, and
the breathing which had prompted
them. Our client, however, stared in
Amazement.
"Yea. I am ali that. Mr.. Holmes;
and, In addition, I am the most UNI
fortunate man at this ome in Lon
don. For heavens sake. don't abandon
me. MI. Holmes! II they come to arr
rest me before 1 have finished my
story, make them give me time. 50
that I may tell you the whole truth. I
could go to gaol happy II I knew that
You We're working for me outside"
ARREST you!" said Holmes. This is
really most gratf-most interesting.
On what charge do you expect to be
orrested?"
Upon the charge of numbering Mr..
Jonas Oldacre. of Lower Norwood
My companions expressive face
showed q sympathy which was not. I
m afraid, entirely unmixed with sat
asfaction.
Dear me" said he, lit was only this
moment at breakfast that I was saying
to my friend. DIR. Watson, tina sensa-
tional cases had disappeared out Of our
papers.
our visitor stretched forward a quiv-