Cameron County press. [volume] (Emporium, Cameron County, Pa.) 1866-1922, 1910-10-27
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anything tangible that we have had
yet"
Warner took us to Richfield in the
car. 1t was about 25 miles by rail
road, but by taking series of afro
ciously rough short cuts we got there
very quickly. 1t was pretty little
town, on the river, and back on the
hill | could see the Morton big coun.
| try house, where Halsey and Ger
trude had been staying until the night
of the murder.
Elm street was almost the only
street, and number IA was easily
found. 1t was small white house,
dilapidated without having gained
anything picturesque, with a low win
dow and a porch only a foot or so
above the bit of lawn. There was a
baby-carriage in the path, and from
swing at the side came the sound of
conflict. Three small children were
disputing vociferously, and a faded
young woman with a kindly face was
trying to hush the clamor. When she
saw us she united her gingham apron
and came around to the porch.
Good afternoon" l said. Jameson
lifted his hat. without speaking. II
came to inquire about child named
Lucien Wallace"
II am glad you have come" she
said. In spite of the other children,
think the little fellow is lonely. We
thought perhaps his mother would be
here to-day"
Mr.. Jameson stepped forward.
You are Mrs. Tate?" l wondered
how the detective knew.
"Yes, sir"
Mrs Tate, we want to make some
inquiries. Perhaps in the house
Come right in," she said Hospitality.
And soon we were in the little shabby
! parlor, exactly like a thousand of its
prototypes. Mrs. Tate sat uneasily, her
hands folded in her lap.
How long has Lucien been here?"
! Mr.. Jameson asked
Since week ago last Friday. His
mother paid one weeks board in ad-
vance, the other has not been paid"
WAS he i'll when he came?"
mo, sir, not what you'd call sick.
He was getting better of typhoid, she
said, and he's picking up fine"
"Will you tell me his mothers name
and address,"
That's the trouble" the young
woman said, knitting her brows. "She
gave her name as Mrs. Wallace, and
! said she had no address. She was
! looking for a boarding house in town.
She said she worked in a department
store, and couldn't take care of the
| child properly, and he needed fresh
air and milk. | had three children of
my own, and one more didn't make
much difference in the work, butt
wish she would pay this weeks
! board"
Did she say what store It was?"
mo, sir, but all the boys clothes
came from Kings He has far too fine
clothes for the country"
There was chorus of shouts and
shrill yells from the front door. fol-
lowed by the loud stamping of chill
/ dren's feet and a throaty whoa.
\ whoa" Into the room came a tan
] uelll Nttill VI lNO tiubDy 1OuuBHleES, u
boy and a girl, harnessed with a
/ clothes-line, and driven by laughing
boy of about seven, in tan overalls
! and brass buttons. The small driver
caught my attention at once: he was
a beautiful child, and. although he
/ showed traces of recent severe illness.
his skin had now the clear transpar-
\ ency OF health.
I whoa. Flinders" he shouted.
You're going to smash the trap"
Mr.. Jameson coaXed him over by
holding ont lead pencil, striped blue
\ and yellow.
'Now. them he said. when the boy
had taken the lead pencil and was
testing is usefulness on the detect.
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