Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1910-12-14

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"pid vsu Ever Know q Man Nance
Philip caylsy, TOMB"
done Il. He had demonstrated with
:Cayley. he said. because he feared
for his daughters safety-shs was .
pretty girl. whittier than her father
and 1t seems that the mans fears had
some Justification. 1t appears that
Cayley had come out there. blind
drunk. with . couple Of TROOPERS. who
deserted that same night, and man
handled the old man. The girl Joined In
her fathers accusation. Il least she
didn't deny anything.
"Cayley was away on scout duty 1T
the time when the man came in-the
thing had happened some days prof.
just before he started out. 1t came
hike . thunderbolt out Of . clear sky.
for everybody liked Cayley and
thought him IN exceptionally decent.
clean sort Of chap. though he and
Hunter both were drinking . good deal
just then. Poor Hunter vas all
broken up about It. Everybody be-
lieved that he really knew some in
eliminating facts against Cayley. but
he never would speak.
"As for Cayley himself, he made no
defense whatever. He denied he did
1t. and that was all. There wasn't
any real corroborative evidence
against him. 30 the court-martisl dis
missed the case - not proved. But
he wouldn't testify himself. nor have
single witness called In his behalf.
and he resigned from the service then
and there. and disappeared. 80 far a.
I know. from the world. heard he
had . ranch down somewhere in New
Mexico. near Sendova, think the
place was."
His father saw ., quick tightening in
the girls horror-stricken eyes at the
sound Of the name. which evidently.
In some way. helped corroborats the
story to her. but he did not question
her about It.
There was . silence after that.
while the three out there on the Au-
rora's deck looked blankly into each
others faces.
The silence was broken at last, by
none Of them. but By Q hail from the
shors. "Ahoy. Aurora!" cried Che
voice.
Mr.. Eanshaw answered with q wave
Of lis arm. That's Donovan" he
said to the others: then. YES; what
10 IT," he cried.
"Will you send . dinghy for me.
please?"
The boat was dispatched at once.
and while they waited, Mr.. FAnshaw
borrowed Jeanne's field glasses for Q
look at the man who had hailed them.
"He's in . hurry" said the old gentle.
man. He looks II he had news Of
one sort or another" They all had
felt It In tho mere timber Of his voice
something urgent: something omin-
Gus.
It seemed an interminable while be-
fore the returning boat came along.
side the foot Of tho accommodation
ladder. When the newcomer appear
ed ct the head Of II, his face had
plainly written on &c the story Of
some tragedy.
what is it?" Jeanne asked. not
vsry steadily. "oh. please don't try to
break 1t to me! Tsll me. Just % you
do the othsrs."
Its nothing concerning you. miss.
not especially. moan: nothing to do
with your father" Thea he turned 70
Mr.. Tanshaw. Il found Mr.. Hunter,
Sir"
"Deadr The tone IN which Dono-
van had spoken made the question
hardly necessary.
YES. sir. His body 10 lodged deep
down in one Of the Ice dssures in the
glacier. 1 could sss It perfectly.
though couldn't get down to IT,"
Tom Fxnshaw covered his face with
his hands for . moment Then he
looked up and asked. steadily: He
slipped. supposs7'
At the same moment his father
asked: DO you think We ahall be
able to recover the body?'
Donovan answered this question
Arst.
I'VE can ty. Or. though rye not
much hope Of our succeeding"
Then, after . moments hesitation,
he turned to the son.
mo, sir, hs didn't fall: a4 least It
wasn't the fall that killed him. I
found this in . cleft In the ice near
by. It must have been driven clean
through his throat, SIR"
He held out, in . shaking hand, q
long, slim ivory dart, sharp almost as
steel could b, and stained brown
with blood. He was murdered, sir"
Donovan concluded simply.
Alive me the dart" the old gentle
man demanded. A he examined 1t,
his fins old face hardened. DO you
sect" he asked. holding 1t out to his
son. There 10 NO notch IN the end
for . bowstring. but IL will lie very
truly In the groove Of that throwing.
stick that Jeanne brought aboard the