The Sisseton weekly standard. (Sisseton, Roberts County, S.D.) 1892-1929, 1907-03-22
find my master

HG 5toppeu Scented Il NIUE confused,
crossed it finally on stepping stones,
paused a moment by the side of a bare
nut tree, leaped the fence. and dashed
off through a grass field. Keeping
steadily on, he made for the grounds
of the Park, passed the drained pond,
and the frost-ruined garden, and push
ing before the Enclosure where slept
the Harrison dead. he lifted his head
and gave utterance to a howl so wild.
30 savagely unearthly, that it chilled
the blood In the veins of those who
heard. An instant he paused, and then
dashing through the hedge. was lost 20
view.
"He is found! My master Is foundr'
! said Pietro, solemnly. removing his cap.
and wiping a tea from his eye. For
the man was attacted to Mr.. Paul Lin
mere, liz his rough way. and the tear
was OF genuine sorrow.
Ills companions looked at each otter.
A%le1andrine grasped the ar14 of Mar
gle, and leaned heavily upon ber.
Let us go to the house." she fal-
tered, 1T cannot bear it,"
Il will know the. worst" saTd Mar
gle, hoarae1y. and they went ~ to-
gether.
1t was 80 singular, bur no one had
thought to- look within tide graveyard
enclosure; perhaps If they had thought
Of it, they Judged it impo ISL bic that a
murderer should select such a locality
for the commission of his Urine.
Mr.. Darby opened the gate. entered
the yard. and stopped. So did the
others. AlY saw at once that the
search was ended. Across the path
leading to the graves Of ME- aud Mrs.
Harrison, lay Paul Linmer@. He was
white and CHASTITY: his forsfread bare,
and his sightless eyes wide open, look
Ing up to the sun of noomday. Els
right hand lay or his breast, his left
still tightly grasped the turf upon
which 1t had fixed it's hold i'm the cruel
death agony. His garments were stiff
with his own blood, and the dirk knifs.
still buried to the hilt in his heart. told
the story Of his death.
Leo crouched a little way of, his eyes
jubilant. his tail beating abe ground,
evincing the greatest satisfaction. AIN
present knew that the dug rejoiced ae
the death of his master.
Aleaandrine took a step toward the
dead man, her back to the horror
stricken group by the gale. She stopped
suddenly, and lifted something frcm
the ground.
Darby, alert and watchful, was by her
side in a moment.
what have you there?" he de-
manded.
my glove which l dropped" she an
| swered, quietly, holding up the dainty
bit of embroidered kid.
The detective turned away satisfied;
but Margie saw the girls hand shake,
and her lips grow pale as marble, the
moment Darby's keen eye was removed
from her face.
The discovery of the remains vas fol-
lowed by a long and tedious ~investiga-
ton. There was a. inquest, and a
rigid examination of every person who
could by any possibility be imagined
capable of throwing any light On the
murder. and after all was over. the
mystery Was just DIS udlh DIS ~ Was d
first.
Nothing was found to furnish the
slightest clue to the assassin, except
white cambria Handkerchief just insid'
the graveyard, marked with the single
initial "a" in one corner. This hand
kerchief might have belonged to tn
murderer, and it might have belonged
to Mr.. Linmere-that could not be de
termined. The article was given int
the keeping of Mr.. Darby; and afte
three days lying in state at Harriso'
; Park, the body Of Mr.. Linmere wa
!. taken to Albany, where his relative
were buried, and laid away for its las
sleep.
Mr.. Trevlyn offered a large reward 70
! the apprehension Of the murderer, Q
tor information which would lead t
his apprehension; and the town AT
thorities offered an equal sum. M
!. Darby was retained to work upon tn
. case, and there it rested.
. Margie uttered no word in the ma
ter. She was stunned BY the suddeI