Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1910-10-31

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"lt's All Right" He Shouted.
Col Bill Hamilton, sir" said Alb
| bolt breathlessly. He almost felt like
| saluting and saying, Come aboard,
sir!"
"rhirty-two minutes" said the night
| editor looking at his watch. Very
we'll done"
| "Mr. Abbott, you may remain here,
! II you wish" said the editor to the
cub. cit will be interesting for you
to hear"
THANK you. SIR" said the delighted
young reporter. making himself small
| and uncomfortable in corner whence
he could hear and see everything.
| "Yeu must excuse me-" said the ed
itor, "for having brought you down
here so summarily at this hour Of the
nixht. but affairs Of great moment"
You want to know about Gormly7"
I'VE do
| well, what is tt?''
Read this" said the editor.
Colonel Bill fished pair Of spec
| tacles out Of his side pocket and de-
liberately perched them astride Of his
nose. He read the letter through very
| slowly The night editor was in
fever Of Impotence. Even the imper-
l turbable editor-in-chief was consider
ably more agitated than usual
81 s'pose I'm partly responsible for
| it, said old Hamilton; "for I was
down at the city hall the other night
when they had that big meeting, and
| I happened to mention that Gormly
reminded me Of young Teller used
| to know out at the camp named For
dyce, George Fordyce. to fellow
there. He was slick. smooth and
agreeable enough and We had Q couple
of drinks together and let out more'n
I'd ought to. Since then. however.
I've been dom little quiet investi-
gatin' on my own hook. and I've here
in this tin box, which brought down
| with me and which keep locked all
the time. some documents you might
like to see.'
The night editor groaned over the
long windedness Of the frontiersman.
whats the matter, sonny!' asked
Colonel Bill solicitously. "Ain't sick,
are your"
mo, no." was the answer.
But go on, please. Colonel Hamil-
ton" said the editor; land will you be
az explicit as possible. We are hold
ing up the paper in the hope that you
may be able to throw some light on
this matter, and time Is Of the great.
est importance"
II see," was the reply. We'll, then.
all that's written in that papers truo
enough; but he amt told all the
! truth"
Would you mind telling Us what
has been suppressed or left out"
THE mans wife was run away with
as Gormly, or Fordyce as knowed
him, says on that night he indicates,
that the woman's husband was left
dyin' on the cabin floor"
Yes"
4 "Nex' mornin', some of us. suspi-
cionin' that there might've been some
trouble, after the storm died out, got
up crowd and went over to the
mans shack. We found him there"
"Dead?" asked the editor.
Not yet. but mighty nigh gone"
Colonel Bill drew from his pocket .
key and unlocked the tin box From
a worn envelope he drew forth worn
piece Of paper, on which was written
in pencil that was very much faded.
but still sufficiently legible. q brief
message. Colonel Bill unfoldeA the
paper. yellow with age, and handed 1t
to the editor. who seized 1t. turned to
the light, and read:
4 ~ killed him, but It was in self de-
fense.-Fordyce"
That's the FIRST bit Of evidence, /"
he said.
] The editor nodded. THAT settles
it,"
mo, 1t don't" was the reply. For
when we got there, as said, he warn't
dead, and we managed to revive him
with good drink Of liquor. which
Pete Breeden-<hat was his name
always would respond TO-" he inter.
polated. And he managed to say Q
few words"
What were they7"
He said that his wife shot him and
run OF with Fordyoe."
Anything more?"
Then he died"
81 see," said the editor. "Gormly
took the blame upon himself to shield
the woman
TT will be Colonel Hamilton's UNI
supported statement against this writ.
ten confession. though" interposed tho
night editor.
We'll. a. It happens" was the re-
ply. "the statement amt unsuppert-
ed
What more!" asked the EDITOR.
This"
Colonel Bill from the same tin box
dshed out another object wrapped in
piece OF paper. He unrolled thu
paper and exhibited . Aattened leaden
bullet.