The star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1908-1909, 1908-03-30

I'll o. I'll liz 1AOAA0aJ AiOA III
Holmes had telegraphed to the London
police, and in the evening we found a
reply waiting for us at our hotel.
Holmes tore 1t open, and then with q
bitter curse hurled it into the crate.
II might have known it," he groaned.
HE has escaped"
"Moriarty?o
"They have secured the whole gang
with the exception of him. He has
given them the slip. OF course, when
l had left the country there was no
one to cope with him. But 1 did think
that 1 had put the game in their hands.
I think that you had better return to
England, Watson"
"Why?"
Because you win find me a danger
Gus companion now. This mans oc-
I cupation is gone. He is lost If he re-
turns to London. If I read his char
acter right he will devote his whole
energies to r%evenging himself upon me.
He said as much in our short interview,
and 1 fancy that he meant it. 1 should
certainly recommend you to return to
your practise"
1t was hardly an appeal to be sue
~cessful with one who was an old cans
paigner as we'll as an old friend. We
sat in the Strasburg salle-a-manger ar
guing the question for half an hour.
but the same night we had resumed our
journey and were well on our way to
Geneva.
For a charming week we wandered
up the valley of the Rhone, and then,
branching off at Leuk. we made our
way over the Gemmi Pass, still deep
in snow, and so, by way of I~nterlaken,
to Meiringen. 1t was a lovely trip,
the dainty green of the spring below,
the virgin white of the winter above:
but it was clear to me thai never
for an instant did Holmes forget the
shadow which lay across him. In the
homely Alpine villages or in the lonely
mountain passes, 1 could still tell by
his quick glancing eyes and his sharp
scrutiny of every face that passed us,
that he was well convinced that, walk
where we could, we could not walk
ourselves clear of the danger which
was logging our footsteps.
Once, / remember, as we passed over
the Gemmi, n walked along the bor-
der of the melancholy D~aubensee, a
large rock which had been dislodged
from the ridge upon our right clattered
down and roared into the lake behind
us. In an instant Holmes had raced
up on the ridge, and, standing upon a
lofty pinnacle. craned his neck in every
direction. 1t was in vain that our
guide assured him that a fall of stones
was a common chance in the spring
time at that spot. He said nothing,
but he smiled at me with the air OF q
man who sees the fulhlment of that
which he had expected.
And vet for all his watchfulness he
was never depressed. On the contrary,
l can never recollect having seen him
in. such exuberant spirits. Again and
again he REQUIRED to the fact that IL he
could be assured that society was freed
from Professor Moriarty he would
cheerfully bring his own career to a
conclusion.
II thlnk that I may go so far as to
say, Watson, that 1 have not lived
wholly in vain,' he remarked. III my
record were closed tonight | could still
survey it with equanimity. The air Of
London is the sweeter for my
presence. In over a thousand
cases l am not aware that 1
have ever used my powers upon
the wrong side. OF late l have been
tempted to look into the problems fur
nished by nature rather than those
more superficial ones for which our
artificial state of society is responsible.
NNhA WIN hloN " III CAAt
Watson. upon the day that l crown my
career by the capture or extinction OF
the most dangerous and capable crimi-
nal in Europe
| shall be brief, and yet exact, in the
little which remains for me to tell. 1t
is not q subject on which [ would will
ingly dwell, and yet 1 am conscious
that a duty involves upon me to omit
no detail.
1t was on the Sd of May that we
reached the little village Of M%eiringen.
where we put up at the Engiischcr
Hof. then kept by Peter Steiler the
elder. Our landlord was an intelligent
man and spoke excellent English, hav-
ing served for three years as waiter at
the Grosvenor Hotel in London. At
his advice, on the afternoon of the
4th we set off together. with the inten-
ton of crossing the hills and spending
the night at the hamlet of Rosenlaui.
We had strict injunctions, however, on
no account to pass the falls Of Reicll-
enbaeh. which are about halfway up
the hill, without making a small detonr
to see them.
1t is, indeed, a fearful place. The tor
rent, swollen by the melting snow.
plunges into a tremendous abyss, from
which the spray rolls up like the smoke
from a burning house. The shaft into
which the river hurls itself is an inn
mense chasm, lined by glistening coal
black rock, and narrowing into q
Dreaming. boiling pit Of incalculable
depth, which brims over and shoots
the stream onward over its jagged lip.
The long sweep of green water roaring
forever down. and the thick flickering
curtain Of spray kissing forever up
ward, turn a man giddy with their con-
slant whirl and clamor. We stood near
the edge peering down at the CLEAN Of
the breaking water far below us
against the black rocks. and listening
to the h%alf-human shout which came
booming up with the spray out OF the
abyss.
(To BE Continued Tomorrowa