The Huttig news., 1910-04-23
 SYNOPSIS.


 CHAPTER I-Lawrence Blakeiey. law ger, goes to Pittsburg with the forged lotes Tn the Bronson case to take the dep Asition Of the chief witness for the pros 5cution, John Gilmore, millionaire. In he latter's house the lawyer is attracted oy the picture of girl, whom Gilmore explains is his granddaughter, Alison West. He says her father is a rascal and friend of the forger.
 CHAPTER I.-Standing in line to buy l Pullman ticket Blakeley is requested 9y lady to buy one for her. He gives ter lower Il and retains lower ten. He dads man in drunken stupor in lower .en. and retires in lower nine.
 CHAPTER III.-He awakens in lower even and finds that his traveling bag has isappeared and in its stead is another. lis clothes likewise have been exchanged or others.
 CHAPTER Iv.--An amateur detective interests himself in the ease. It is learned that the dead man is Simon Harrington )f Pittsburg.
 CHAPTER v.-Henry Pinckney Sulli- van is believed to be the name Of the man who disappeared with Blakeley's elothes and grip. He is suspected of the murder.
 I'm sorry" said idiotieally 'T'm J. since that she has bright brown hair, with loose wave in it that drops over her ears, and dark blue eyes with black lashes and-but what doas it matter? One enjoys a picture as a whole; not as the sum of it's parts
 She saw the flask then. and her er- rand came back to her. One of the ladies at the end of the car has tainted" she explained. T thought perhaps a stimulant-"
 I picked up the flask at once and followed my guide down the aisle Two or three women were working over the woman who had tainted. They had opened her collar and taken out her hair pins. whatever good that might do. The stout woman was wig orous1y rubbing her wrists, with the idea, no doubt, of working up her pulse! The unconscious woman was the one for whom l had secured lower Il at the station
 I poured a little liquor in a bun g'ing masculine fashion between her lips as she leaned back, with closed eyes She checked, eoughed and ral- lied somewhat.
 Poor thing said the stout iady. As she lies back that way l almost think it was my mother, she used to faint so much"
 Ut would make anybody faint. chimed in another. Murder and rob beTy in one night and on one car. Tn thankful l always wear my rings in a bag around my neck-even if they dc get under me and keep me awake
 The girl in blue was looking at us with wide, startled eyes. l saw her pale little, saw the qnick. apprehen- sive glance which she threw at her travelling companion, the small woman I had noticed before. There was an exehange-almest a clash--of glances. The small woman drowned. That was all turned my attention again L, my patient.
 She had revived somewhat, and now she asked to have the window opened The train had stopped again and the car was progressively hot. P ople around were looking at their watches and grumbling over the delay. The doctor hustled in with a remark about it's being his busy day. The amateur detective and the porter together mounted guard over lower ten. Out side the heat rose in shimmering waves from the tracks; the very wood of the ear was hot to touch. A Cam berwell Beauty darted through the open door and made its way. in CT ratfc plunges, great wings waving, flown the sunny aisle. All around lay the peace of harvested fields, the quiet of the country.