The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1910-08-11

anything tangible that Ne have had
yet"
Warner took ~ to RiehAsh In the
car. II vas shout Is miles b. rail.
road. but By taking . series Of atro-
ciously rough short evts Ne eot there
very quickly. IL vas . pretty httie
town. o. TIA river. aaA beck % the
bill could 80 tAs Mortoa big coon.
try house. where Halssy aaA Ger
truds had bsea staying until The night
of tie nurdsf.
Elm strest was almost The ooly
street. And aunbss II vas easily
found. It vas . small white house.
dilapidated without having eainsd
anything picturesque. with . low vin.
dow and . porch only . foot or -
above The bit of . lawn. There was Q
baby-carriase in the path. and from
. swing 1t the side came the soanA Of
conflict. Three small children were
disputing voctfsrously. and . FADED
young woman with kindly face was
trying to hush the cismor. When she
saw Us she united her giasham apron
and came around to the porch.
Good afternoon" said. Jameson
lifted his hat, without speaking. Il
came to inquire about . child named
Lucien Wallace"
II am glad you have come" she
said. In spite Of the other children.
l think the little fellow u loaely. We
thought perhaps his mother would be
here to-day"
Mr.. Jameson stepped forward.
You are Mrs. Tate!" 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 . thousand of it,
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 id.
vance, the other has not been paid"
Was he Ill when he camel"
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 boarding house in town.
She said she worked in q 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 1t was!" :.
mo, sir, but all the boys clothes
came from Kings. He has far too nne
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 q tan
dem team Of two chubby youngsters, a
boy and a girl, harnessed with
c!Othes-Ifne, 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.
Whoa, Flinders" he shouted.
You're going to smash the trap"
Mr.. Jameson coaxed him over by
holding out lead pencil, striped blue
and yellow.
Nov. then" he said. when the boy
had taken the lead pencil and was
testing IT. usefulness on the detect
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