Perth Amboy evening news., 1911-06-01

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80 you did not drink? You only
smoked In your room?"
Smoked one cigar. That was all.
| Then l went down town."
May 1 ask by which door you left
the houseT"
"The side door-the one 1 always
take"
what overcoat did you wear7"
IT don't remember. The first one I
came to, l suppose"
"But you can surely tell what hatY'
They expected a violent reply, and
they got it.
mo, I can't. What has my hat got
to do with the guilt of Elwood Rane-
lagh7"
Nothing, we hope" was the imper-
turbable answer. But we find 1t nee
essary to establish absolutely Jus
what overcoat ana what hat you wor,
down street that night"
1--WE told you that l don't remem-
ber." The young mans color was ris-
ing.
"Are not these the ones2" Queried
the district attorney, making a sign to
Sweetwater, who Immediately stepped
forward, with a shabby old ulster over
his arm and a battered derby In his
hand.
The young man started, rose, then
| sat again, shouting out with angry en-
phasis:
mol" t4.-
"Yet you recognize these"
"Why shouldn't II They're mine.
Only 1 don't wear them any more.
They're done for. You must have
rooted them out from some closet"
"Mr. Cumberiand."-the district at
torney was very scholarships hat and
this coat, old as they are, were worn
into town from your house that night.
This we know absolutely. We can
even trace them to the clubhouse"
Mechanically, not spontaneously this
time. the youhg man rose to his feet,
staring first at the man who had ut
tered these words, then at the gar
ments which Sweetwater still held in
view.
AZ don't know anything about It,"
were the words with which be sought
to escape from the net which had been
thus deftly cast about him. ~ didn't
wear the things. Anybody can tell
you what clothes I came home In.
Ranelagh may have borrowed
"Ranelagh wore his own coat and
hat. Mr.. Cumberland, you have told
US that you didn't know at the time
and can't remember now, where you
spent that night and most Of the next
morning. All you can remember Is
that 1t was in some place where they
let you drink all you wished and leave
when the fancy took you, and not be-
fore. 1t was none Of your usual
haunts. You dreaded to have your
sister know how soon you could es-
cape the influence of that moment.
You wished to drink your fll and leave
your family none the wiser. Am I
not right?"
Eyes, it's plain enough, isn't it?
Why harp on hat string?"
"You cannot remember the saloon
in which you drank. That's possible
enough, but perhaps you can remem
Der what they gave you. Was 1t
whisky, rum, absinth or what?'
The question took bis irritable lis
tener by surprise. Arthur gasped and
tried to steal some comfort from Coro-
ner Perry's eye. but that old friends
face was too much in the shadow.
al drank-absinth.' he cried at last.
From this bother queried the 9TH
er, motioning again to Sweetwater,
who now brought forward the bottle
he had picked up in Cuthbert road.
Arthur Cumberland glanced at the
bottle the detective held up, saw the
label. saw the shape and sank Imply
In his chair, his eyes starting, his jaw
falling.
where did you get thatT' he asked,
pulling himself together with sudden
desperate self possession.
THAT" answered the district attor-
ney, twas picked up at a small hotel
on Cuthbert road, Just back Of the
markets, not far from the Whispering
Pines"
~ don't know tina place."
TITS not a high class resort, not &C.
lect enough by a long shot to have
this brand Of liquor In Its cellar.
There were only two bottles Of It left
10 the clubhouse when the inventory
was last takeps. Those two bottles
are now gone, apq"-
'"Ths u one Of them7 II that what
you want to sayf Well, 1t may be for
all I know. I didn't carry It there. I
Odn,t have tia ArnkinR al An