The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1912-08-04

81 stood up and examined the rocky wall behind .s
me- In yonr picturesque account of the matter which
that the wall was sheer. That not literally
true few small footholds presented themselves
is SO high that to climb it all was oov ous impos
sibty,. and it equally impossible to make my way
might it is true have reversed my boots, as have
done similar occasions, but the sight Of three sets
gested deception. On the whole, then, it was best
that shqT risk the the climb not
not IN but give You m word o 5aa1 an
out of the abyss mistake would have been fatal
than once, as tufts of grass in my hand
Or my foot in the wet & G1 sn9
and at last / reached ledge several feet deep and
in the most perfect comfort There was stretched
when you, my dear Watson, and all your following
efficient he of my death
AT last, when you had all formed your lnevit.
the hotel, and left alone had imagined that
had reached the end of my adventures but very un
prises still in store for huge rock, falling from
above, doomed past me- struck the path and bounded
it an accident, but moment later, looking up
saw mans head against the darkenlng SKY! anq
was stretched within foot Of my 6ead. OF course
the meaning of this was obvious MoTrlarty had G not
had told me how dangerous man that confederate
was-bad kept guard while the professor had attacked
witness of his friends death and of my escape He
had waited, and then making his way round to the
his comrade had failed.
F.I did not take long to think about it, Watson;
I knew that it was the precursor of another stone
scrambled down on to the path l don t think |
times more difficult than getting up. But had no
time to think of the danger, for another stone sang
past me as hung by my hands from the edge of the
ledge Halfway down slipped butt by the blessing Of
God landed torn and bleeding, upon the path took
darkness, and week later, ] found myself in Flor
ence, with the certainty that one in the world
81 had only confdent-my brother Mycroft
owe you many apologies. my dear Watson, but #
and it was quite certain that you would not have
written convincing account of my unhappy end
eral times during the last three years. have taken up
my pen to write to you but always feared lest your
sffectionate regard for should tempt you to some
indiscretion which would betray my secret. For that
reason ] turned away from you this evening when
you upset my books for was in danger at the time
and show of surprise and emotion upon your part
might have drawn attention to my identity and led
to the most deporabe and irreparabe results. AS
to Mycroft had to confidc in him in order to OBJ
tain the money which needed The course events
in London did not run well as had hoped, for the
trial of the Morlarty gang left two of it's dang
crous members, my own most vindictiye enemies; at
liberty. ! travelled for two years in Tibet, therefore
and amused myself by visiting Lhassa, and spending
days with the head Llama You may have read
of the remarkable explorations of Norwegian named
Sigerson, but am that it occurred TO you
that you were receiving news of your friend. 7 then
passed through Persia looked in at Mecca and paid
short but interesting visit to the Khalifa Khar-
toum, the results of which I have communicated to
the foreign office Returning to France, spent some
months in research into the coatar derivatives which
conducted in laboratory at Montpelier, in the
isfaction and learning that only one of my enemies
was now left in London, ! was about to return when
very remarkable Park Lane mystery, which not only
appealed to by its own merits, but which seemed
came over at to London called in my own per
son at Baker street; threw Mrs Hudson into violent
Mysteries and found that Mycroft had preserved my
rooms and my papers exactly they had always been
So it was my dear Watson, that at CLOCK today
| found myself IN my old armchair in my own room,
and only wishing that could have seen my old
friend Watson in the other chair which he has often
Such was the remarkable narrative TO which
listen listened h on that ARTil evenngs narrative which
been confirmed by the actual sight of the tall spare
figure and the keen, eager face, which | had never
of my own sad bereavement and his sympathy was
shown ID his manner rather than in his words. Work
the best antidote to sorrow my dear Watson said
which, If we can bring it to successful conclusion
In vain begged him to tell me more. .'9ou will
hear and see enough before morning" he answered
ta suffice n ot Tie past to discuss Let
the notable adventure of the empty house
1T was indeed like old times when, at that hour
] found myself seated beside him in a hanson INV
revolver in my pocket and the thrill OF adventure
in my heart Holmes was cold and stern and silent
AS the gleam of the street lamps flashed upon his
austere features, I saw that his brows were drawn
down in thought and his thin lips compressed knew
not what wild beast we about to hunt down in
that dark Jungle Of criminal London, but | was well
assured, from the bearing of this huntsman
that the adventure was most grave oue-while the
sardonic smile which occasionally broke through his
ascetic gloom BODIED little good for the object of our
quest.
had imagined that we were bound for Baker street
but Holmes stopped the cab at the of aven.
dish square observed that he stepped out he
gave most searching glance to right and left and
at every subsequent street he took the utmost
pains to assure that he followed. Our route
certainly singular Holmes S know ledge of
the bYways of London extraordinary and on this
cusIOn hp 1G0S1 He n,yJ
through network of news and stables the very
existence of which had never known. We emerged
at last INTO small road. lined with old, gloomy
houses which led us into Manchester street and so
to Blandford street Here he turned swiftly down
narrow passage passed through wooden gate into
deserted yard and then opened with kew the back
door of house. We entered together and he closed