The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1910-11-17
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ysst. faoe down. head peering uadsr
~ bsrth. Nov he got up without
a0ology. revealing the man Who had
oannoasd the conductor. He was
1usty. alert. cheerful, and he dragged
~ With him the dead mass suitcase.
~ sigAt Of It brought hack to ne ct
eecs NJ own predicament.
Il don't know whether there's any
eoaasctioa or not, conductor" I said,
"but I an q victim. too. In less degree;
rvs bssn robbed Of everything I pos
sess. except . red and yellow bath.
rose. I happened to be wearing the
6atA-fobe. which was probably the
reason the thief overlooked It,"
There was q fresh murmur in the
crowd. Somebody laughed nervously.
The conductor was irritated.
Il can't bother with that now" he
saarled. The railroad company IL
responsible for transportation, not for
clothes. jewelry and morals. II peo.
pie want to be stabbed and robbed in
the company's cars, it's their affair.
Why didn't you sleep in your clothes!
I do"
took an angry step forward. Then
somebody touched my arm, and I un.
csenched my fist. l could understand
the conductors position. and beside.
in the law. had been guilty myself
Of contributory negligence.
I'm not trying to make you re.
sponsible." I protested. as amiably as
/ could, "and l believe the clothes the
thief left are as good as my own. They
are certainly newer. But my valise
contained valuable papers, and It Is to
your interest as we'll as mine to find
q man who stole it."
Why. of course" the doctor said
shrewdiy. Find the man who skipped
out with this gentleman's clothes. and
you've probably got the murderer"
Il went to bed in lower nine,"
said, my mind full again Of my lost
papers, land I wakened in number
seven. l was up in the night prowl.
lag around. as was unable to sleep,
and I must have gone back to the
wrong berth. Anyhow, until the por-
ter wakened me this morning knew
nothing Of my mistake. In the inter.
val the thief-murderer, too, perhaps
must have come back, discovered
my error, and taken advantage of it
to further his escape"
The inquisitive man looked at me
from between narrowed eyelids, fer.
rst-like.
did anyone on the train suspect
you Of having valuable papers?" he
inquired. The crowd was listening in
tsntly.
mo one." 1 answered promptly and
positively.
The doctor was investigating the
murdered mans effects. The pockets
Of his trousers contained the usual
miscellany Of keys and small change.
while in his hip pocket was found a
small pearl-handled revolver of the
type women usually keep around. A
gold watch with Masonic charm had
slid down between the mattress and
the window, while a snowy diamond
ad was still fastened in the bosom
a. his shirt. Taken as a whole, the
personal belongings were those Of a
man of some means, but without any
particular degree of breeding. The
doctor heaped them together
EITHER robbery was not the mo-
tive" he reflected. "or the thief over
looked these things in his hurry"
The latter hypothesis seemed the
more tenable, when, after thorough
search. we found no pocketbook and
less than dollar in small change.
The suitcase gave no clew. 1t con-
tained one empty leather-covered flask
and pint bottle. also empty, change
OF linen and some collars with the
laundry mark, 8. H. In the leather
tag on the handle was card with the
name Simon Harrington. Pittsburg.
The conductor sat down on my un.
made berth, across, and made an en-.
try Of the name and address. Then,
on an old envelope. he wrote q few
words and gave it to the porter. who
disappeared.
II guess that's all can do." he
aid 1--WE had enough trouble this
rip to last for year. They don't
aeed Z conductor on these trains any
mors: wnat they ought to have is .
sheriff and posse"
The porter from the next car came
In and whispered to him. The con-
ductor rose unhappily.
Next cars caught the disease" he
grumbled. Doctor, a woman back
there has got mumps or bubonic
plague, or something. Will you come
Ackr'
'yrhs strange porter stood aside.