The Newark star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1909, 1909-09-07
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C into his former position and con-
tinued to snore.
Mixley came closer to them and re-
quested hat they take a good look at it.
Don't give it to me" cried Shirley.
eluding the outstretched hand and it's
contents.
"Give it to me-" said Miriam, unhesi-
t%atingly.
McGrath crowded w.
You see that there's five chambers
loaded, don't you, Mrs. Challoner?"
Mrs. Challoner turned the revolver up
side down and looked at it helplessly.
Five chambers loaded?" she asked
~innocently, unsuspectingly.
Here" broke in Mixley, ''let me show
YOU" And he ounted slowly: zone,
two, three, four, five-all full, see?'
Eyes, five chambers" Mrs. Challoner
agreed.
There was a pause in which Mixley
looked meaningly at McGrath; then lie
said:
And one chamber empty?"
"Oh, yes" she acknowledged almost
eagerly, as he placed his finger on it,
there's surely one chamber empty-I
see 1t now"
McGrath hesitated, but Mixley went
on:
Twill o smell it please-just the
end of 1.-THE muzzle. What do you
smell?"
Mrs. Challoner smiled family.
"A Fourth of July SMELL" she VEN
tured: "gunpowder, of course"
Burnt powder, exactly, ma'am,' they
said, and smiled, too. But McGrath
had still another card to play.
Look at this here figure on this here
gun, will you, ma'am? Here-there
it is. / want you to tell me what it is"
What is it, Shirley" asked Miriam,
bringing 1t closer to the light.
Shirley shook her head.
I'd rather not"
Please asked Mrs. Challoner.
Shirley peered at it. Finally she de-
clared:
ITS 49," touching the gun lightly;
1.-THE figures are 49,"
Mixley fell back admiringly.
'There now-no one can say we amt
been fair. You saw us take it from
him; you examined it; and you told
us what you saw. That's fair. You're
fair and we're fair-see?"
Yes. But what of it," asked Shir-
ley and Miriam in one breath.
McGrath opened his eyes in mock
wonder.
why bless me. didn't you know?
This here Colonel Hargraves was shot
by a bullet that came out of a thirty
eight calibre revolver, That's all. We
wanted to be fair"
Shirley rubbed vigorously the hand
with which she had touched the gun.
Fair she cried bitterly. and Mr..
Murgatroyd sanctions such methods
will use us for evidence-make a case
by us?"
But even then Miriam did not under
stand. She was watching Mixley, who
had returned to Ch%alloner; watching
Mixley and McGrath, who were lifting
Challoner up and dropping him-watch-
ing them draw him up to a standing
posture and then throw him back again
on the sofa. calling the while:
wake up! Wake up"
I've got to sleep" was all they could
get out of Challoner.
At last, however, a lift and a drop a
trifie more Vigorous than the preceding
ones caused Challoner to open his eyes
and look about him Then he closed
them again.
Are you James Lawrence Chal-
l%oner"" asked Mixley loudly. peremp-
torily.
Il ana" Challoner answered.; now
leave me alone"
And now again the bell: and a mo-
II cnt later Mugatroyd, the prosecutor.
stood In the doorway. The heat OF
much haste was on his brow; ne looked
neither at Mrs. Challoner nor at Shir-
ley: it was toward Challoner and his
men that he directed his gaze.
Has he talked?" Murgatroyd asked.
standing over Challoner.
No" answered the men. '.he amt
awake yet
Lift him to his feet" ordered the
prosecutor. ~
The men did so. ~
And then it was that The women
heard him say in a tone that cut into
their souls:
.chailoner. wake up! This is Murga-
trovd, prosecutor OF the pleas 1t was
a summons; Challoner obeysd It. He
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