The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1908-05-08

up the hshts.
Detective Coogan's words seemed e
come from q great distance as he
said: Here. you see. he was stabbed
The knife went 10 the heart. Here
he was hit with something heavy and
blunt: but II had enough Of an edge
to cut the scalp and lay the cheek
open. The skull is broken. See
here"
summoned my resolution and
looked
Disdgured and CHASTITY as IL was,
recognized il. IL was the face OF
Henry Wilton.
The next | knew | was sitting on a
bench, and the detective was hold
ing a bottle 10 my lips.
There. take another swallow" he
said, not unkindly. didn't know
you weren't used 10 it,"
"Oh." gasped. I'm all right now.
And | was able TO look steadily at
the gruesome surroundings and the
dreadful burden on the slab.
lis this the mani" asked the de
tective.
Yes"
His name?"
~Dudley-James Dudley" was not
quite willing to transfer the whole Of
my identity to the dead. and changed
the Giles 10 James.
WAS he a relative?'
shook my head, though | could
not have said why denied it. Then,
in answer 10 the detectives question.
told the story of the scufile in the
alley, and OF the events that followed,
did you see any of the men? To
Z recognize them. | mean
described the leader as well as
was able-the man with the face o.
the wolf that | had seen in the Ian
tern-hash.
Detective Coogan lost his listles'
air. and locked at me in astonish
nent.
Il don't see your game. Wilton" h'
said.
I'm giving you the straight facts.
/ said sullenly. little disturbed b.
his manner and tone.
We'll. in that case. I'd expect yol
to keep the straight facts to your
self. my boy"
IL was my turn to be astonished.
We'll. that's my lookout" l sal
with assumed carelessness.
Il don't see through YOU" said tn
detective with some irritation.
you're playing with me to stop thi
inquiry by dragging in-well, W
needn't use names-youll find you
self in the hottest water you eve
struck"
You can do as you please" sal
coolly.
The detective ripped out an oath.
If knew you were lying. Wlltol
I'd clap you in Jail this minute.
We'll, If you want to take u
risks" | said smiling.
He looked at me for full minuo
"Candidly, l don't. and you kno
it." he said. But this is a stunn'
on me. What's your game, anyhow
l wished | knew.
so accomplished a detective shou
not be at loss to answer Sc simp
a question"
We'll, there's only one couri
omen. as see, he said with groa
We've got to have story ready 4
the papers and the coroner's jury.
This was a new suggestion for
and / was alarmed.
You can just forget your little ia
about the row in the alley he co
timed There's nothing to she
that il had anything to do with IN
man here. Maybe il didn't happe
Anyhow. just think II was dreal
This was waterfront row-toul
saloon-killed and robbed by parti
uuknown. Maybe Wen have you
fore the coroner for the identinS
tion. but maybe it's better not.
/ nodded assent. My mind "
too numbed to suggest anoth
course.
The gray dawn was breaki
through the chill fog, and peoI
were stirring in the streets as 1
tective Coogan led the way out OF I
morgue. AS we parted he gave me
curious lock.
Il suppose you know your own bu
~ ness. Wilton" he said, but ! susp'
/, you'd be sight safer If I'd clap y
Il in Jail"
RI And with this consoling CONNIE
IN he was gone. and l was left In
m dawn OF my first morning in ;
"a Francisco. mind and body at the ma
re OF depression after the excitem'
I'd and perils Of the night.
,et GRO BE Continued