Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-11-27

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that splits more likely to appear of violent
ending of life, | ought to have some mighty fine
dreams tonight
RUT he did not dream at ALL or if he had dreams he
~ did not recall any of them He fell asleep quickly
and slept till nearly noon As he awoke the unanswered
question, "What did he do with the body? again
to him. filling him with annoyance at the way it baffed
him. He felt positive that his deductions thus far
correct. Perhaps the hotel register might help him.
As he adjusting his tie thought to him,
and he withdrew the pin he had just placed in it and
going down stairs approached the room clerk.
Do you know who has been occupying the room
was in last night?" he asked Its six thirty-two
found this pin there
Unsuspectingly the clerk turned to the room list.
Night before last" he replied 1T was unoGcuped
Colorado. Before that it had not been occupied for
several days.
did LISTER leave forwarding address,"
NO., said the clerk, after consulting another list;
he was here for only night and left address,.
Here's my card said Black with studied careless
ness, lin case there are any inquiries for the pin
Striving to hide the citation he felt, the reporter
tered the cafe and ordered breakfast He certain
now that he the right trail This Friday.
The man registered as LISTER on Tuesday night had
murdered his in Room 632. He drew out his pad
and added to the description of the murderer
Uses name Henry LISTER perhaps assumed yet probably
his real name son would be likely to note alias regis
otherwise would not have registered from Denver.
After breakfast he reengaged the sixth floor for
another night and started for his Office, puzzlng his
What possible motive could man have for numbering
his own son?
After committing murder in hotel room how could
the murderer conceal the body as to prevent dis
covery?
On entering 1.-THE Chronicle" office he went first as
his habit to the maiboxes. He found several let
tiers, of which he seized eagerly. The envelop
of the sort as had been handed to him in the fog
He tore it open and read just single sentence:
The Sixth Floor Room.
Undoubtedly he's paranoaic,' he muttered And
he certain of his crime not being discovered that he
is haunting me-.
He examined the enveop to see where the letter had
been mailed and saw that it came from the Times
Square Station Again taking out his pad he added
the description:
Probably lives of the hotels or bachelor apart
ments in the vicinity OF 42d-st.
THROUGHOUT busy day he kept turning over the
= two questions in his mind, without finding salts
factory answers to either Midnight found him again
entering his favorite restaurant for supper He CURLY
declined several invitations to join acquaintance at
various tables and took seat alone at little table in
the Fritz the head waiter, bore down him
with letter in his hand Even before he took it Black
knew it must be from the gray-green man.
Where did you get this:" he asked
Fritz shrugged his shoulders 1t left here for
'By whom? With whom?"
Again the exasperatng shrug.
Realizing the futlity of further questions, Black took
the envelop Fritz handed him and the head waiter
moved away tore it open with unconceaed eagerness.
Again the same crptogrammatic phrase danced before
his eyes:
The Sixth Floor Room.
Again there signature not blot, nothing
except this hidden challenge from the unknown from
the gray green man.
HE certainly is of HIMSELF said Black thought
fully as he put the envelop in his pocket with the other
two he had received.
His supper finished. he went at to the Carton,
where in the of mystery he sat till nearly dawn
racking his brain for solution of his problems in
crime.
Why should man kill his son? Various hy-
potheses suggested themselves One bv one he anavzed