The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1911-05-11
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-As for CayIsy hinssH, ~ DaAs 10
ds6sass vAatssss. He AsaisA ~ ~
II ~ thae vas I'll. Thses wasat
~ raal essrssssative svi1soes
aeal1st hin. - ths eoaFt0astaal dis
missed ths eass - not Desvsl. But
hs wouldn't testify himself. Dor have
stngis witness called in his behalf.
aaA hs resigned froa tAs service tAso
an1 thsrs. aAd aissppearod. % fas -
! know. fro0 ths world. I heard -
hal . raseh 1ovn sonsvhsso IN New
AeGjeo. nsar oasloval. think the
place was"
His father cav . quick tightening In
the girls hosros-stSicksn eyes at the
sound Of the name. which oviasatly.
IN sons way. helped corrosossas tAe
stoey - hse. but hs diA not question
Ase aho0t It
There vas Q silsnoe sftss that.
while tie three out there @ he Az
rora's deck looked blankly into sash
others faces.
The silsncs was broken At last. By
none oe them. but By Q hail ffom The
shore. "Ahoy, AuroeA!" erisd lhs
voioA
NJ. Fanshaw answered with . vevs
Of his arm. That's Dooovan." hs
said 70 the others: then. YES; vhat
10 itr' hs cried.
viii you ssaA . dinghy Tor na
pIsass1"
The boat vas dispatched at ooos.
and while they waited. Mr.. Tanshaw
borrowed Jeanns's asld glasses for .
look at the man who had hailed them.
Hes in . hurry" said the old gentle
man. He looks II he had news Of
one sort q another" They all had
felt 1t In the mere timber Of his voice
something urgent: something omin-
Gus.
1t seemed An intsrminabls while BE-
fore the returning boat came along
side the foot Of the accommodation
ladder. When the newcomer appear
ID At the head Of 1t, his face had
plainly written on It the story of
some tragedy.
What 10 IT." Jeanne asked, not
very steadily. "Oh, please don't try to
OEo1A ~ " WOi Aeu M0, luBI u yOV
do the others"
ITS nothing concerning you. miss.
not especially. mean; nothing to do
with your father" Then he turned to
Mr.. Fanshaw, Il found Mr.. Hunter,
SIR"
"Dead!" The tone in which Dono-
van had spoken made the question
hardly necessary.
"Yss, sir. His body 10 lodged deep
down In one Of the ice assures in the
glacier. could see it perfectly.
though couldn't get down to it"
Tom FAnshaw covered his face with
his hands for . moment. Then he
looked up and asked. steadily: HE
slipped. supposs!"
At the same moment his father
asked: DO you think We shall be
able to recover the body!"
Donovan answered this question
arst.
I'VE can try. sir. though I've not
much hope Of our succeeding"
Then, after . moments hesitation,
he turned to the son.
1>O, eHs u0 O1Vu AAu, II lo3ot IL
wasn't the fall that killed him. I
found this in cleft in the ice near
by. 1t must have been driven clean
through his throat, sir"
He held out, in q shaking hand, 4
long. slim ivory dart, sharp almost ~
steel could be. and stained brown
with blood He was murdered, SIR"
Donovan concluded simply.
"Give me the dart" the old gentle
man demanded. As he examined It,
his nns old face hardened. DO you
sect" hs asked. holding 1t out to his
son. There IL no notch in the end
for = bow-string. but 1t will lie very
truly in the groove Of that throwing
stick that Jeanne brought aboard the
yacht this morning"
Then he turned to the girl I'm
afraid your visitor last night was NO
vision. my dear, after all"
But the girl was looking and point
ing skyward.