Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1908-05-23

we can be alone. How long have 700
been in Parish
About six nenths.'
During which time
During which time l have been work
ing--for whom do yeu think?"
II don't know. You have got int
business, perhaps fer ysurself--ox ysu
good friend-if l, for instance, showed
you how you could make some money 1t
would suit you. would Il not?'
Ne l have pretty good berth, thank
you"
1T is a perfect gold mine for you,
If you will only held your tongue"
The small man only smiled significantly.
The two walked on side BY side until
the brokers' Office was reached.
Gene in," said the broker, In coaI-
ing voice, land tell me what you want"
The small man passed in through the
open door and went into the brokers'
Office.
'See that under no circumstances nm
disturbed" was the instruction Herr Max
gave to his clerk. II have important
business with this gentleman"
Four O'Clock came, and Herr Gold
stein came out and sent the clerk home.
1t was an hour earlier than usual, but
the clerk was glad to get away. He lived
in small fat and had wife and four
children to support. He could take his
time now and walk home instead OF pay
ing for q seat In an omnibus. The hours
went by. 1t was past midnight when the
two men came cut of the inner Office and
into the street.
II live on the other side. Student
quarters" said Geldstein. Come with
me, III put you up for the night. We
must cross by the Pont Neuf."
"Ysu must make 1t fifty thousand"
said the small man, as they went along.
That's cheap enough. Old friends
shouldn't be hard ON each other"
A fearful expression came over the
others face as they neared the bridge
Fifty thousand francs An enormous
sum. And II he paid it-what then
would keep silence.
| They stopped for a moment in the
center of the bridge and sat down I'M
steadily on one of the erpbrazures. II
was two o'clock. The lights flashed
along the river. Behind and in front OF
them arose the dull rear Of Paris which
ceases not by night nor by day. Looking
over the low parapet they could see the
dark waters of the river as they swirled
below.
You will make 1t fifty thousand, will
you notT' urged the small man.
He uttered no cry as the hand Of the
broker closed upon his throat with al
iron grasp but for a moment or two
he struggled desperately as he realized
the others purpose. But the broker
seemed to have become suddenly sober
The small man was like child in hi
terrible clutches. He raised him to th'
top of the low parapet mad whispered
hoarsely:,
II will send you where you won't nee'
the money"
Then he flung the blackmailer from hin
with the force of catapuft. The water
received the detective and closed owe
his head. He had not time to utter I
cry.
The broker passed quickly from tn
bridge and, plunging into a narrow stree
which diverged from the main thorough
fare, soon gained his apartments. Arriv
ed there, he threw himself, dressed as b
was, upon the sofa, and slept soundly til
daylight.
Three days passed; some workmen on
brick barge drew from the black an
Shiny river the body Of a man whicl
bore upen it's throat the marks of fingers
At the morgue Victor Lablanche, tn
project of police, recognized in the mur
dered man the detective he had put Of
the track of NJ. Chabot.
Poor fellow !" he exclaimed, as he ex
amined the finger marks at his throat
"A tiger must have seized him. He wa
first strangled and then thrown into tn
river"
And the sole clue he had was this
The murderer must have had enormou
hands.
(To be continued.)