The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1908-05-22


been in Paris"
about six months
During which time /
During which time have been work.
ing-for whom do you think2"
II don't know. You have got into
business. perhaps for yourself-or you
would, If yen had sufficient capital. If q
good friend-if l, fer instance, showed
yeu how you could make some money 1t
would suit you, would II notY"
me, have pretty good berth, thank
you"
1T il . perfect gold mine for you
If you will emily hold your tongue"
The small man emily smiled significantly.
The two walked on side BY, side until
the brokers Office was reached.
Come in" said the broker, In = coax
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 am
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 a small fat and had wife and four
children to support. He could take his
time now and walk home instead Of pay
ing for a seat in an omnibus. The hours
went by. 1t was past midnight when the
two men came out Of the inner Office and
into the street.
II live on the other side. Student
quarters" said Goldstein. "Ceme with
me, I'll put you up for the night. We
must cross by the Pont Neuf."
"You must make it 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 tho
| others face as they neared the bridge.
Fifty thousand francs. An enormous
sum. And If he paid it-what then?
He had but this fellows word that he
would keep silence.
| They stopped for a moment in the
center of the bridge and sat Down un-
steadily on one of the embrazures. It
was two o'clock. The lights flashed
along the river. Behind and in front Of
them arose the dull roar 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 it fifty thousand, will
you not?" urged the small man.
He uttered no cry as the hand of the
broker closed upon his throat with an
iron grasp; but for 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 a child in his
terrible clutches. He raised him to the
top of the low parapet mad whispered
hoarsely:,
II will send yeu where you won't meek
the money"
Then he flung the biackmailer from hin
with the force of catapult. The waters
received the detective and closed ovel
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 man whic
bore upon its 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 o
the track of M. Chabot.
, "Poor fellow!" he exclaimed, as he e1
, amined the finger marks at his threat
> "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
4 hands.
a ITO be continued.)