Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-09-22

sIve now with It's gaping mouth and widely staring eyes. It was tanned and scanned by exposure to wind and rain and there was deep scar across the left temple.
 Between fifty and sixty years of age," remarked Godfrey. "Pouf! Smell the whisky"
 Then, looking into the staring eyes, he uttered sudden exclamation.
 "Sec there, Simmonds, how the right pupils dilated. Do you know what that means"
 Simmonds shook his head.
 'No, l can't say do."
 ,''It means" said Godfrey, "that somebody hit this fellow a hard blow on the left side of the head and pro- duced hemorrhage of the brain."
 They stripped back the shirt from the breast. A little blood was still yelling from wound just over the heart.
 "That's what did the business" ob- served Simmonds, 'and at close range too. See there," and he pointed to the red marks about the wound. "He wasn't shot from the corner, that's sure. Let's see what he's got in his pockets" ..- The examination was soon made. There were only pipe. a knife. pack age of cheap tobacco, handful of loose coins and an old pocketbook con- taining little roll of newspaper clip pings and a receipt for months rent for suit fourteen made out to "H. Thompson"
 Thompson" repeated Simmonds, ''and a lot of clippings. Can you read French, Godfrey"
 "A little," answered Godfrey modest Iy. "Let me see." He took the clip pings and looked at the first one. 'Suresnes, Sept 16, 1S91,'" he read haltingly. "T have to report an event the most interesting which has just happened here, and which proves again the futility of vows the most rigorous to quiet the ardent desires of the hu- man heart or to change the '"-
 "Oh. we'll" interrupted Simmonds, i've can't waste time reading any more of that rot; it sounds like n French novel. The coroner can wrestle with it, if he thinks it's worth while."
 He replaced the clippings in the purse, which he slipped back into the pocket from which he had taken 1t.
 "Now," he added. rising to his feet, "we'd better get the girls story"
 Miss Croydon" he began abruptly, though perhaps in gentler voice than he would have used toward the aver age suspect, "were you in the room when this man was killedT"
 "Yes, sir"
 "You know him?"
 "Only slightly" she answered cool ly, disregarding Godfrey's stare oi amazement. His name, think, was Thompson"
 "You had an engagement with him here?"
 "Yes, sir; on private matter whict cannot concern the police"
 Simmonds passed that over for tht moment.
 "will you kindly tell us just wha' happenedT" he asked.
 q drove here in a cab," she said speaking rapidly, which told to wal for me. In the vestibule l met thu janitor and asked to be conducted t suit fourteen. He brought me up her' where Mr.-Mr. Thompson was walt ing. I entered and closed the door We were talking together when th' door of the inner room opened and man came out. Before realized wha he was doing he had raised bar o iron he held in his hand and strucl MT. Thompson upon the head. Then standing over him, he drew a revolvel and fired one shot at him. l hat shrunk away into the corner, bu thinking him a madman, believing m! own life in danger, I drew my pocke pistol and fired at him. Without evel glancing at me he opened the oute door and disappeared. The janito rushed in a moment later.
 "Did your shot hit himT aske' Simmonds.
 T don't know. I think not. Fl showed no sign of being wounded"
 Simmonds stood looking at her. God frey turned to an examination Of tn opposite wall.
 Miss Cr5ydon's shot went wild" D said, curiously elated at this confirma ton of her story Here's the bullet, and he pointed to it imbedded in tn woodwork of the bedroom door.
 Slmmonds took look at 1t, then h returned to the inquiry.
 Did you know this intruder" h asked.
 "No. sir. I'd never before seen him, she answered steadily.
 "will you describe himT
 She closed her eyes, seemingly in a effort at recollection.
 He was a short. heavy set man." sh said at last. with a dark face an dark mustache. which turned up at tf ends. That is all 1 can remember"
 And dressed howT
 "In dark clothes. He wore a slouc hat. think. drawn down over the eye , I didn't see the face clearly"
 The answer came without hesitatio but 1t seemed to Godfrey that the ' was in the voice an accent of fore, sincerity.
 What did he do with the bar ironT asked Sinmonds. |. "As soon as be struck the blow, , think he-be throw if down I remef