The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1908-08-10

that some one was speaking to him.
What do you know Of this?" de-
manded the policeman. broom repeat
ed his brief story. What Is your name
and where do you liver
my name is Elias broom. and live
over in Wells street.
Gould you identify the manT'
II don't think So"
part of town.
walking up to see the skaters on
the park lagoon. But what's that got
to do with it? You'd better be out
looking for the thief instead Of vast
ing time on me here" snarled broom.
The officer gasped, and there Is no tell
ing what might have happened If the
captain and q swarm Of bluecoats had
not appeared on the scene at that mo-
ment. Two minutes later they were
off securing the lake front in search of
the mysterious holdup man. Two plain
clothes men remained to question the
witnesses and to inspect the neighbor-
hood in which the crime was commit
ted.
Word came from the inner room that
Mrs. Gable was regaining conscious
ness.
"Does-can she throw any light on
the AFFAIR."" asked Elias broom.
"She has uttered no word except her
husbands name. I think she is still
calling upon him for help, poor thing"
said the young woman who bore the
news.
"Cable ought to be notified" said one
Of the men.
Don't do it over the phone" said
broom quickly. I'm going past his
house. I'll stop in and tell him. Let
me out, officer. must get out of these
wet garments. I'm an old man, you
know"
The probable solution had come to
broom like a fash. AS he hurried up
the street his mind was full of the
theory He scarcely could wait for the
door Of David Cables house to be
opened in response to his vigorous
ringing. The maid announced that
Mr.. and Mrs. Cable were out 1t was
enough for broom. He put the puzzle
together In that instant. David Cables
face was the one he had seen, not
James Bansemers. The maid set up a
hysterical shrieking when he bluntly
told her of the mishap to her mistress,
but he did not wait to answer ques-
tons. He was of to find James Banse-
mer. The volcano he had been watch
ing SO long was about to burst, and he
knew It,
Forgetting his wet garments, he en-
tered a drug store and telephoned to
Bansemer's home. His employer an
swered the call SO readily that broom
knew he had not been far from the in
strument that evening. There was
note of disappointment in his voice
when Droom's hoarse tones replied to
his polite "Hello!'
I'm be over in half an hour" said
broom. every important business. Is
Graydon there?'
He's just gone to Cables. Some
one telephoned for him minute or so
ago. What's wrong? Do you know?"
IN be there in fifteen minutes" was
all that broom would say.
| Elias memory could not carry him
back to the time when he had hired a
cab. A cab was one of the luxuries
he had not cultivated One can only
imagine his surprise, then, when he
found himself hailing a passing han
som, and greater the surprise he must
have felt when he clambered in and
ordered the driver to go In gallop to
a certain place in Wells street. Ten
minutes later he was attired in dry.
warm clothes and in the cab again,
bound for Bansemer's home. What he
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orable occasion need not be repeated.
1t Is only necessary to say that his
host was bitterly impressed and will
ing to admit that the developments
might prove serious. They could only
speculate as to what had transpired
between David Cable and his wife out
there by the sea wall, but 1t was
enough for them to know that crisis
was at hand.
"Well see, what the morning papers
say about the affair" said Bansemer
uneasy and cold
The morning papers were full of the
sensational robbery, the prominence OF
the victim and the viciousness of the
attack. Elias broom read the &C
counts eagerly as he breakfasted In
the dingy little restaurant near his
home, bright and early. He grinned
appreciably over the share Of glory
that fell to him, and he actually cac
killed. over the new developments in the
great mystery.
He had observed with relief that the
name of James Bansemer was no
mentioned. The reports from the bed
side Of the robbers victim were mos
optimistic. She was delirious from thu
effects Of the shock, but no serious re
suits were expected. The great head
lines on the first page of the paper h'
was reading set his mind temporarily
at rest There was no suggestion o.
truth in them.
The reader Of this narrative, wh'
knows the true facts IN the case, II
doubtless more interested in the move
ments and emotions of David Cabl'
than in the surmises of others. l
would be difficult for a certainty t
ask one to put himself in Cables plac
and to experience the sensations o
that unhappy man as he fed along tn
dark shore Of the lake. Perhaps mucl
will be taken on faith IL the write
simply says that the fugitive dnalf.
skunk from the weeds and refuse o