Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-07-09

1t was quite procession that went down the drive
take Bill to the spot the small bridge where
the and their victim had alighted Winthrop said
he knew the path and the bridget perhaps four
miles more below Lone Oak and if JOS abductors
had left the carriage there he certain it not to
follow the path. He knew it led to little house and
celery farm owned by old German couple named
Hingelmuler, simple, honest folk who certainly had
hand in abduction in conceallng anyone who
had. But everybody went, just the same, and rather
eagerly when it remembered that Bill said he
thought one of the men spoke in German
The little old couple astonShed at the intrusion;
but answered questions straghtforwary and because
Winthrop, who knew them we'll requested it, allowed
a search of their house and premises Absolutely no
of any person found. The detectives, and,
the point, the newspaper men, finally
WINGED that the Hingemullers knew nothing If it had
not been for the slipper it is probable that Bills story
would have been entirely discredited.
The bridge spanned small brook that ran through
the Hngelmullers celery farm side of the road
coming through estate the other that belonged to
family who had been abroad for three years, and
vacant. The house distance from the stream
and stood knoll that gave distant view OF the
1t surrounded by weeds and overgrowth.
The detectives decided to inspect this house care
full search, however, proved conclusively that
had been the place. The house securely shut
tered its shutters and porches thick with dust There
indication anywhere of the weeds having been
tramped It reasonably certain that the house
neither was, nor had been occupied in sometime. But
the police took the responsibility of tearing off shutter
and searching Inside the same coating of dust,
no footprints anywhere, signs of anything having
been disturbed.
The search from that time seemed to stand still
Bill and the mkman were sent back to the stable hand
sonely rewarded; but the story came naught just
everything else had done. We finding
10 than had been the morning of her disappear
John still expected demand for ransom; SO did Mr..
> Partridge who broke two pairs of glasses rubbing
them the morning he came | had ceased to hope. l
nursed my broken and cried every time looked
and looked often-at JOS long slim gowns hanging
their pegs Just how happened the newspapers didn't
discover JOS connection with Nine. Gauter, Robes ct
Maneans do not know It's fact that all the stories
referred to her Mrs. Hazards guest, the beautiful
Miss Goldman: Perhaps it made better story.
We dragged through Sunday Winthrop had taken
the reporters into his home; for there was no such
thing as hotel u.s. We discovered that Sam Dick
was an 'O7, and Sunday evening Mrs. Hazard brought
him in to ne-shes soft hearted about reporters,
anyhow. He told me he wouldn't print anything said
if didn't wish it, but he simply had to be able tell
his city editor that he had that he would like
to take message to the other boys. | told him I'd
stand for what he chose to tell them. He's dandy
chap.
Monday morning Mrs Hazard authorized the news
paper to say that twenty-five thousand dollars
would be paid for 10 returned alive. l didn't have to
be told who had offered to pay it.
Monday noon something happened that could
not had any bearing JOS disappearance, but
which took the newspaper men and photographers to
the rustic bridge on the run. passing automobile
party had found unconscious man beside the road
just at the rustic bridge. He had been shot in the
throat How he there one knew He could
not speak, and could identify him. Afterward
trail of blood found leading into the woods; but
before it had been followed up many things had hap
pened.
The wounded man was taken to DR.. Grahams
where thought he could live, he
bly, exhausted from loss of blood and he evidently had
dragged himself from the place where he had been shot
to the road for assistance.
While digesting this horror, John who
pacing up and down Mrs. Hazards sitting room
suddenly gave short, sharp and the next instant
was tearing manufacturing madly is exactly what he
doing-down the steps and across the lawn. Com
ing from the direction of the beach, stumbling, weary
exhausted was 10!
Chapter XVI.