The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1909-07-23

have they been with you?"
"They have been here two weeks
only; and l scarcely know them at all
They said that they had been married
year, and that their name was Tru
70. They seemed to have plenty OF
money, and were very pleasant, the
handsomest couple I ever saw in my
life, and were wholly wrapped up in
each other"
what was the mans business?"
81 don't think he had any business
I think he had plenty of money. He
always paid his bills promptly, any
way"
"Yes-for two weeks. Good judg.
ment!" grunted the sergeant, cyni'
cally. "Well," he continued, who do
they know-who calls on them?"
81 can't say whom they know, but in
all the time they have been here only
one PERSONALS come to see them, and
that was a woman"
At this moment the wounded man
groaned, and the physician who was
caring for his hurt put his ear to the
lips which were moaning some scarce.
ly ineligible words.
Coward! Oh, coward, coward!" the
doctor thought he said
Can he TALK" the sergeant asked,
eagerly, coming nearer.
Coward! coward! coward!" the pa.
tient groaned again, this time in a
stronger tone, the syllables sounding
distinctly.
ASK him who shot him." whispered
the officer to the medical examiner.
The groaning man suddenly opened
his eyes and looked at the sergeant.
what are you here for-what has
happened?" he asked, family.
Here, take this" said the doctor,
putting a restorative to the pale lips.
He gulped it painfully, the doctor hold
ing his head Then he closed his eyes
YEARLY.
Cant you tell who shot your" the
sergeant insisted, speaking in a low
voice, but with trace of command
in it.
The eyes flew open again, the man
attempted to raise his body and look
toward the bed, but the effort was
too much for him. He sank back,
stammering one word:
"Sh-sh--she?
The doctor laid a soothing hand on
his. The patient looked pitifully into
his eyes and understood.
ooh, God! Coward! coward! COW.
ard!" he cried, with bitter energy.
"But who was he?" said the SER
geant, advancing still nearer and look
ing down into the handsome eyes.
81 don't know" he answered.
"But how did he get in here? Mrs.
Philpots saw him slide out-he was
in here all right. He didn't fire
through the winder, or this door. Did
you see him at all? Tell us how it
was"
With great difficulty, and making
many pauses for breath, he succeeded
in informing them that in the night
he had been suddenly awakened by a
noise in his room, and saw a man at
the pockets Of his trousers which hung
on hooks near the foot of the bed. The
weather being extremely hot the win
dows were open, and the shades, raised
to their full height, allowed enough
moonlight to enter to enable him to
see that the figure was that of a man,
and that was about ALL His face was
undiscernible. He could not tell how
the intruder was dressed. Immediately
he made movement to spring from
bed and grapple with the thief, but
his wife, who must have been awake,
threw herself upon him, whispering:
Let him take what there is and go.
Don't risk your life, dear He has a
pistol" At that instant the burglar
fired, the wife receiving the shot, The
husband sprang to the floor and
rushed upon the man, who then fired
again and ran from the room, pursued
by the victim only as far as the sofa,
where he collapsed. He supposed the
villain had gained entrance through
the window. 1t was some common
thief, who wanted money and, being
detected, had shot them in order to
escape.
"You called him a coward because
he shot woman, then, and not be-
cause you knew him?" the sergeant
asked
Certainly. A thousand times yes.
How could be supposed to know a
common thief"
Two of the policemen, who had been
searching the premises for evidence,
approached the sergeant with a man
attired only in shirt and trousers.
He was one of the several dodgers who
had crept down from their rooms to
the parlor to see what the trouble was,
but had been excluded by the officers.
"This Teller says he seen a woman
come up the steps," said one of the
policemen.
"a woman!" the sergeant exclaimed.
The official was big, bluff, choleric
appealing parsonage, and he regarded
the new witness with belligerent eyes.
But the newcomer smiled amiably.
"My room is two flights up, over
this one," he said. 1.-THE night was so
hot that put my head out of the win
dow for air, and 1 saw woman come
down the street and up our front steps.
I listened, but didn't hear her come
in. Pretty soon I heard a shot, and
after that an awful screaming"
But that must have been Mrs. Phil
pots that screamed-long afterwards.
And how could you tell it was a WON.