The Mitchell capital. (Mitchell, Dakota [S.D.]) 1879-1918, 1907-02-15

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Yes" said the district attorney. 'oh.
wait y minute" he added. and he got
up and anne down to our table. "Iou're
going to put Miss Holiday on the
stand. suppose
And expose her to all this" and our
Junior looked around the room. Not
If l can help IT."
Il don't see how you can help 1t. An
elibi's the only thing that can saw
her from being bound over"
We'll cross the bridge when We come
to it," retorted Mr.. Royce. Il think
the case against her Will soon die of
hamilton"
ooh. very we'll" and Singleton abrupt
ly went back to his desk. biting his
mustache thoughtfuliy. He had made
something of a reputation. sinca his
election a year before, as n solver of
abstruse criminal problems, and had
secured a conviction in two or three
criminal cases which had threatened for
a time to battle the police. He EVIL
IDENTIFY scented something OF he same
kind here, or he would have entrusted
the case to one of his assistants. II
might be added that. while his success
es had made him Immensely popular
with the multitude. there had been.
about one or two OF them. a hint CT un-
professional conduct. which had made
his brethren of the bar look rather ask
| ance at him.
He nodded to the coroner after a mo-
ment, the room was called to order and
the first witness summoned.
1t was Rogers. the confidential clerk.
l knew Rogers. of course. had talked
with him often in a business way. and
had the highest respect for him. He
had been With Mr.. Holiday much long
er than l had been with Graham &
Royce. and had, as Mr.. Graham had
pointed out. an u~nlmpeachable reputa-
ton.
There were the usual preliminaries.
name, age. residence and so on, Cor
Qner Goldberg. asking the questions.
He was q really good cross examiner.
and soon came TO the core OF the mat
ter.
What is the position of your desk
In Mr.. Holidays office" he asked.
There's an outer office for tho
clerks; opening from that, a smaller
room where my desk rs placed. Open
ing from my room was Mr.. Holidays
private office"
Had Mr.. Holidays office n other
door,"
mo. sir"
Gould entrance be had by the win
dows?"
The windows open on the street
side of the building. We occupy a
part of the eighth floor
The fire escapes
sAlS ok Ai0 SaNn w VIZ ooAANAi
there are none on the street side
nothing but a sheer wall"
80 that anyone entering or leaving
the private office must necessarily
pass by your desk"
Necessarily; yes, Sir"
seeing him."
NO. sir; that would be quite tmpos-
sible."
The coroner leaned back in his chair.
There was one point settled.
Now, Mr.. Rogers" he said. will
and with as much detail as possible,
exactly what happened at your office
shortly before 5 o'clock yesterday aft
ernoon?"
1 could see that Rogers was deeply
moved. His face was very white. he
to time. and his hands grasped con-
| vulsively the arms of his chair. Plain
ly, the task before him was far from
an agreeable me-.
Well, sir" he began. we had a very
busy day yesterday, and We're at the
but by 8 o'clock we had closed up work
for the day. and all the other clerks.
with the exception OF the office boy,
had gone home. l had made some
notes from Mr.. Holidays dictation,
and had returned to my desk to ar
1 TdllSo kIlSlIl, MllCll kllC ooSCl aSoA Up
ened and Mr.. Holidays daughter
came in. She asked me whether her
father was engaged. and upon my say
ing no. opened the inner door and en-
tered his office. She remained. l
should think. about ten minutes; then
she came out again, walke rapidly
past without looking at me, and, I
suppose. left the building. l finished
arranging my notes. and then entered
Mr.. Holidays office to ask If he had
any further instructions for me. and I
found him lying forward on his desk.
the blood squirting out. l summoned
aid, but he died without regaining
consciousness should say he was
practically dead when 1 found him."
l felt. rather than heard, the little
stir which ran through the room.
There was an indet1nable horror in the
story and in the conclusion to which 1t
inevitably led.
Now, let us go back a moment"
said the coroner. as Rogers stopped
and mopped his forehead feverishly.
II want the jury to understand your
story thoroughly. Mr.. Holiday had
been debating to YOU"
Yes"
And was quite well?"
"Yes-as we'll as usual. He'd bee,
suffering With indigestion for some
time past
Still he was able to attend to BUSH
ness"
"oh, yes. sir. There was nothing a,
all serious in his illness"
Continued Next Week.
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