Kingsbury County independent. (DeSmet, Kingsbury County, S.D.) 1894-1929, 1907-03-01


IT haven't lost hope yct-chance often
directs these things. Besides, at worst,
1 think Miss Holiday will change her
mind. Whatever her secret, IL were
better to reveal 1t than TO spend a
single hour in the Tombs. She simply
must change her mind And thanks,
Lester, for you th~oughtfulness. You've
put new life into me-
/ cleared away the debris of the lunch
n a few moments later the room be-
gan 10 fill again. At last the corone
and district attorney came in together,
and the former ranped for order.
"The inquest will continue" he said,
"wltA the examination of John Brooks,
Miss Holidays coachman."
/ can give his evidence in two words.
His mistress had driven directly down
the avenue to Washington square.
There she had left the carriage. bidding
southwark into the squalid French
quarter. He had lost sight Of her in a
moment, and had driven slowly about
for more thar two hours before she
~reappeared. h a ordered him to
drive home as rapidly as he could, and
he had not stopped until he reached
the house. Her gown? Yes, he had
noticed that it was a dark red. He
had not seen her face for 1t was yelled.
ANc' iN i"N HSNSA cCAOlO NliNNIA tAIl "
that locality.
Quaking at heart, I realized that only
n person could extricate Frances
Holiday from the coil woven about
her. If she persisted in silence. there
was no hope for her. Gut thai she
should still refuse to speak vas incon-
ceivable, unless
THAT is ALL" said the coroner. "Will
you cross examine the witness, Mr..
Royce"
My chief shook his head silently, and
Brooks left the stand.
Again the coroner and Singleton
whispered together.
I'VE will recall Miss Holidays maid,
said the former at last.
She was on the stand again in a
moment, calmer than she had been, but
deadly pale.
Are your mistress's handkerchiefs
marked in any way?" Goldberg asked
as she turned to him.
Some Of them are, yes sir, with her
initials, in the form of a monogram.
Most OF them are plain"
do you recognize this one?" and
he handed her the CHASTITY piece of
evidence.
I held my breath while the woman
looked 1t over, turning it with trem-
bling fingers.
mo sir!" she replied emphatically,
as she returned 1t TO him.
Does your mistress possess n
handk erchiefs that resemble this one? ?"
"Oh, yes, sir; it's an ordinary cambria
most ladies USE
l breathed a long sigh OF relief; here,
at least, fortune favored us.
That is all. Have o any questions,
Mr.. Royce?"
Again our Junior shook his head.
That concludes our case" added
the coroner Have you any witnesses
to summon, sir?"
What witnesses could we have-
only one-and fancied that the jury
'Tnen were looking at us ~expectanly. II
our client were indeed innocent, why
should we hesitate to put her on the
stand. to give her opportunity to de-
ferd herself, to enable her to shatter,
In n few words, this chain of circum-
stance so firmly forged about her? If
she were innocent, would she not nat
urally wish to speak in her own be-
half? Did not her very willingness to
speak argue
ASK for a recess" I whispered. 60
to Miss Holiday, and tell her that
unless she speaks"
But before Mr.. Royce could answer,
a policeman pushed his way forward
from the rear OF the room and handed
a note to the o
F" A messenger brought this a NOM
ent ago, sir" he explained.
The coroner glanced at the super
scription and handed 1t to my chief.
ITS for you. Mr.. Royce" he said.
/ saw that the address read.
For Mr.. Royce. attorney for the
defense"
He tore 1t open. and ran his eyes
rapidly over the enclosure. He read it
through a second time, then held out
the paper to me with an expression of
the blankest amazement. The note
read:
THE man Rogers is lying. The wo-
man who was with Holiday wore a
gown Of lark green"