The Utah County Democrat. [volume] (Provo City, Utah) 1898-1909, 1908-09-12

They've only been gone about ten
minutes" said the captain who handed
me Clarkes note. The inspector is
with him. Don't know what they're
up to-"
lost no time getting to the address
named, which proved to be low re-
sort knew we'll as the harbcring place
OF thieves. and a breeding spot for the
worst forms of vice and crime. The
gaudy front opened into rather limo
cent.looking bar and that on smaller
rooms beyond.
went in boldly, and at a venture,
said authoritatively to the barkeeper,
who was serving a solitary customer;
The inspector just came in with a
plain-clothes man. Where are they
now?"
He. taking me as | expected him TO,
for "ny cop" said nothing but jerked
his thumb expressively in the direction
of the depths beyond.
Just as | was about TO enter the
swinging doors an awful hubbub arose
from within. the sound OF chairs hurled
violently to the floor, the crash OF
breaking glass and overturning tables,
curses, and the deep breathing of men
in deadly battle. The one customer,
who had pricked up his ears at the
mention of the inspector, fed incon'
tinently. The barkeeper, schooled by
long experience to no interference with
the law other than to break IL where
safe, wiped glasses as II nothing was
happening. l pushed the doors aside
and rushed in.
The scene that met my eyes was
over in less than the time necessary
to describe II, but 1t was thrilling while
II lasted. Two men were locked in
deadly embrace, Keeling about the
room, overturning tables and chairs
while third circled around them
watching for a chance to administer
the quietus with the butt of a pistol
The man in the embrace of the stran
ger was Clarke. The one with the
pistol the inspector. The stranger had
long knife in his right hand which
he was trying 10 bring to bear on
Clarke's anatomy. but was pleased &c
note that the wrist OF the hand thai
held the blade was encircled with foul
fingers and thumb that knew pos
sessed a grip like pipe-wrench.
The affair could have but one end
ing, and | did not see that | could b'
of any use. With one powerful effor
Clarke brought his opponents heat
within range of the butt of the in
spector's revolver. there was a quicl
thud, and limp form slipped out o
his arms to the floor.
Despite the blood which ran dow
his face from the cut in his forehead
the CRIME, and the torn clothing anC
disheveled hair. knew him from tn
pictures that filled the days papers
It was Arthur Edgerton,
What DEVILS trick Is this YOU'RE
playing on me, Mr.. Clarke?" roareC
the inspector. I'VE left this man at thu
station not half an hour ago. How
comes It that you lead me here on |
false scent and then drag my owl
prisoner out OF that room and fore
me to slug him."
81 didn't lead you on a false scent
inspector" returned Clarke, with
grim smile. 81 gave you my word o
honor that II you would come with mi
would give you the privilege OF ar
resting the real murderer of Harrlsol
Garner. There he is, and all you hav,
to do is to handcuif him. He'll b.
coming around in a minute, though
don't think there's much fight left II
him. The police certainly deserv
great credit for this imagine tn
morning papers will have a good dea
to say about the wonderful piece o
work accomplished by Inspector ShiI
II isn't too late for an extra, even.
That's all very well. Mr.. Clarke. bu
what does It mean?"
"I'n tell you--ah, he's coming bac'
to earth. That was a scientific crac
you gave him, Just hard enough bu
not likely to interfere with the late
duties OF the hangman. Inspector an
Mr.. Sexton, have the pleasure OF II
Producing to you Mr.. Arnold Edge
ton. the twin brother of a most Of
Unable man, who has risked his ow
neck to save one that is absolutel
worthless. Now, inspector, you ma
take the case and Mr. Sexton and
will retire again to private life"
Il was many months after thes
events that first heard the connecte
story from Arthur Edgerton's ow
lips. Nothing came out at the tria
as Arnold was induced TO plead guilt
and accept a term of life imprisoI
ment, there being little doubt that h
was insane. Edgerton, the virtuoui
lived in retirement until he could win
up his business affairs, when he an
Miss Morrison we're quietly marie
and departed TO make their residenc
in Europe. The evening before the
left they called at our apartments [
express again their gratitude I
Clarke for making their great happ
ness possible.
Il was born In Rio Janeiro," bega
Edgerton after, with some reluctanc,
he had consented to tell his stor,
MY brother followed me into III
world a few hours later and our mott
or died at his birth. my father wa
me -yUurEs1f- suIr- ur---'u- rftfeu rugry