Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1910-03-30

CHAPTER L-Lawrence Biakeley. law
yer, goes to Pittsburk with the forged
osition OF the chief witness for the pros
ecution. John Gilmore, q millionaire. In
the latter'g house the lawyer Is attracted
by the picture Of q girl, whom Gilmore
explains Il his granddaughter. Alison
West. He says her father Is rascal ana
Q friend q tho fOreer.
CHAPTER H-6ta1ding In line to buy
. PullMaa ticket Bial<eley 10 requested
ssr o.a S S1S T Sas ISs lover 0ST ten Ne
nnds q man Ia q drunken stupOr Ia lover
tsn, ana retires In lower nine.
CHAPFHR UL-He awakens In l0wer
seven and finds that his travelling bag has
disappeared and In its stead Is another:
His clothes likewise have been exchanged
for etherA
CHAPTER IVAN amateur detective
that the dead man u Simon Harrtngten
Of PtttsburG
CHAPTER V.-Henry PinclxneV Sullf-
van Is believed TO be the name Of the
man who disappeared with Blakeley's
clothes ana grip. He u suspected OF the
murder.
CHAPTER vL-Biakeley becomes IA:
terested IA g girl In blue. A dirk and
blood stains are found In lower seven.
BlakeleY comes under suspicion
CHAPTER vU-Clrcumstantial evil
dence against BlakeleY Is strengthened
The train Is wrecked
CHAPTER vIII-Blakeley Is rescued
from the burning car by the girl Ia blue.
His arm Is broken
CHAPTER IK.-Together they go TO
the Carter farm for breakfast. She tells
him her name Is Alison West, his part
ner's sweetheart.
CHAPTER X.-Alison's peculiar actions
bag and BlaIe Is unnoticed. puts it in
his pocket
CHAPTER XI-He returns home and
learns from his landlady Of strange hap
penings.
CHAPTER XII-Blakeley learns that q
woman by the name OF Sullivan a felloW
victim Of the wreck. is In the hospital
With my one useful hand I fum-
bled the things back into the bag and
thrust it deep out of sight among the
pillows. Then lay back in cold
Precipitation. What connection mad
Alison West with this crime: Why
had she stared so at the gun-metal Gig
arctic ease that morning on the train?
What had alarmed her so at the farm
house? What had she taken back to
the gate? Why did she wish she had
not escaped from the wreck? And
last. in heavens name, how did a part
of her necklace become torn of and
covered with blood?
Downstairs Mcknight was still at
the telephone, and amusing himself
with Mrs Klopton in the interval of
waiting.
''Why did he come home in a gray
suit. wheI he went away in blue?"
he repeated. "Well, wrecks are queer
things, Mrs. Klopton. The suit may
have turned gray with fright. Or per-
haps wrecks do as queer stunts as
lightning. Friend of mine once was
struck by lightning; he and the caddy
had taken refuge under tree. After
the flash, when they recovered con-
seriousness, there was my friend in the
caddy's clothes. and the caddy in his.
And as my friend was a large man
and the caddy a very small boy"
Meningitis story was interrupted
by the indignant slam of the dining
room door. He was obliged to wait
some time, and even his eternal cheer
fulness was ebbing when he finally got
the hospital.
Is DR.. Van Kirk there?" he asked.
mot there? Well, can you tell me
how the patient is whom Dr. Williams,
from Washington, operated on last
night? Well, I'm glad of that. Is she
conscious? Do you happen to know
her name? Yes, I'll hold the line"
There was a long pause, then Nc
Knights voice:
"Hello-yes. Thank you very much.
Good-by."
He came upstairs, two steps at
time
Look here" he said, bursting into
the room, there may be something
in your theory, after all. The woman's
name-it may be a coincidence, but
it's curious-her name is Sullivan"
What did l tell your" l said, sitting
up suddenly in bed shes probably
a sister of that scoundrel in lower
seven, and she was afraid of what he
might do
We'll. I'll go there some day soon.
She's not conscious yet. In the mean
time, the only thing 1 can do is to
Keep an SgCs luIOuSn q OSlSCIANO5 oh
the people who try to approach Bron-
son. Wen have the case continued,
anyhow, in the hope that the stolen
notes will sooner or later turn up"
"Confound this ARM l said, paying
for my energy with some excruciating
throbs There's 50 much to be look
ed after, and here l am, bandaged,
splintered, and generally useless. It's
a beastly shame"
Don't forget that l am here" said
Mcknight pompously. And another
thing, when you feel this way just re
member there are two less desirable
places were you might be. One is
jail, and the other is" He strummed
on an imaginary harp, with devotional
eyes.
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