The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1907-05-26

| honor. his happiness. his money. the
very decencies of life.
The policeman, who knew only
enough of the story to blame DR.. Wort
ley's lack of perspicacity in choosing
| such a woman for his wife, shifted Gym
ically. Dr. Furnivall resumed his ques-
tions
Have you any idea who committed
this crime?"
mo. 1 haven't
who, besides DIR. Wortley and YOU
knew where the key to the back parlor
was kept?'
Nobody. And the doctor didn't know,
either 1t wasn't ever there till yes
terday. ] stuck 1t in there myself
"Why?"
TT was loose in the lock and fallin /
out all the time. | had TO go in that
way a good DEAL and first 1 used to
leave it in the door daytimes. and then
kept it in my pocket. But l lost it
yesterday so when I found II | thought
I'd better hide it in the cupboard"
when did you put it in there last?"
ut was o'clock last night. She
wasn't feelin' well and went to bed
about g."
And there was nobody but you
three in the house at that time?"
mo. not a soul. And there amt
been anybody but us in the house
sence we lived here, except the water
|
You have groceries and such things
brought here, don't your
Not ooften. go 10 the store myself
mostly. And when anything is
brought I take it at the door. The
milkman got in this morning, but he's
the only one
'*You have no callers, any of your"
mo, nobody 1 let in.
"Who calls and is not let in?"
''Only Fred now. People used to
come for the doctor. but l always told
'em he didn't want to see 'em, so they
don't come any more"
who is Fred?"
MY SON"
Another son! Does Mrs. Wortiey
ever see him."
mo. But she gives me money for
him. People think we're poor, but we
amt"
Has he been here lately?"
Not for two weeks. l told him not
to come again till he was sober. Mrs.
Wortley wouldn't give him any more
money to buy liquor with.
what is your sons business?"
He drove a hack last, but 1 guess
he amt working now"
What did he do before that"
"Oh, different things. He took care
of horses in a stable. and worked in a
grocery store. and was a bartender
once Then he was waiter But
mostly he drived horses for some
body"
HE hasn't ever had anything to do
with medicine, has he? Did he ever
work in a drug store?"
mo. not that 1 know of. The near
est he ever came to it was driving the
hospital ambulance. He tried nursing,
too, but didn't like it, and went back
on the team"
''Where does he live?"
''22 Prospect street"
DR.. Furnivall scrubbed a note and
b gave il to The officer.
That man fits all the circumstances"
he whispered. 'As soon as you find
him call me up on the telephone and
then take him to your station"
At o'clock that afternoon DR.. Fur
nivall. responding to the summons.
walked into station Is and found a
short, clean shaver, Ted-faced, shifty
looking fellow, about % years ole, pro-
testing 10 the lieutenant that, by all
that was holy, though he was Fred
Partridge, and lived in % Prospect
street, this was the first time he had
IL ever heard the name of WOrtley. He
n knew nothing of any murder. These
t officers, he said, had gone to his board
It ing place, and not finding him there,
t had searched the whole neighborhood
: for him. which was enough to give a
/ man a bad name for life, and finally
n coming on him in a saloon, among
! friends that knew him, had snapped
d the darbies on him for murder. Nice
o way to treat an honest man who was
: trying TO earn his living without
h sponging on anybody for it, He didn't
n even know what street the murder was
e done in. And here were two friends.
= Con and Ed, who were with him when
e he was arrested, and could swear he
h hadn't been out of their sight since
: yesterday noon. He slept with them
= last night in their room, three in a bed.
Two men standing near nodded.
e That's right" said one of them to
: the lieutenant. We had d free lunch
o yesterday noon over to Tim Nasle's
: place an we been together ever since
r lool<in' for a job -
r l. The lieutenants face wrinkled de-
II Tisively as he glanced into the watery
:. eyes of the friendly trio, picturing in
s his fancy the kind of job they were
: undoubtedly looking for. Then he nod
II ded to DR.. Furnvsll who came for
# ward and stood by the railing close to
Is Partridge.
There were several police officers in
IS the room, and. their curiosity shaT
e pened by their comrades story of the
e marvellous results obtained by Dr.
l, Furnivall that day from the woman
who wouldn't speak. they watched his
= every move with absorbed interest
: But when, without any spectacular
e waving or striking of the hands, such
as they had always associated in their
t minds with hypnotism, without the
It production of any mysterious machine
: or even globe of magic crystal. he
|. | simply, in an ordinary tone, asked Par
r fridge, Where did you learn TO tie
). surgeons knOts?" they were plainly
n disappointed. If this was hypnotism
" hypnotism was no great shakes.
: The man turned quickly at the qUes-
ton.
Surgeon knots?" he cried. What's
;. surgeons knots?"
Didn't you ever nurse in a hospi-
tal?"
q" His face grew hot and then banched
S NO" he answered huskily.
Never drove an ambulance"
|. No
It What do you know of Mrs. Wort
ley?"
n 81 tell you / dunno nothing of her."
t he began heatedly. Il never heard