The Huttig news. (Huttig, Ark.) 1907-1955, 1912-03-02

prettinesS for the proof Of his faith In
her that he had given in coming With
Mrs. Missioner IN see her
Not that it would take much per-
suasion to make you accompany Doris
anywhere" she said with smile, and
she was not at all remoreeful when
she noted the dark flush OF pleas IRE
that spread over his features But
cannot help taking comfort in the
fact that YOU have come 10 see me.
anr that very evidently 1t has cost
you no struggle TO 40 so If al Of
you could only know what these long
weeks have been to me. you would
understand how deeply the sight Of
old friends affects the. Here ! have
been In world apart The poor
creatures who share this dreadful
home with me only make my situa-
tion worse. for I can do nothing for
them. and yet the sight of their mis-
cry distresses me beyond words"
j Elinor did not know how much she
had been spared by the considerable
ness of the warden in assigning her 10
tier of cells in which the more brit
tai inmates of the Tombs never We're
confined She had had only a glance
of the neither depths. Grave though
the charge against her was. the coed
Old man, whom an accident of pei
ties has placed in control of the pris-
on. had recognized from the first that
she was Of finer mould than anyone
who had been entrusted to his Gus
tody in his whole term of Office. and
he had seen ia II that her eyes ard
ears We're net assaulted by the sights
apd scenes OF the blaCker depths
Years passed, and F'inor was woman
of much eraver maturity ere she knew
how much of misery she had escaped.
The visit Of Mrs Missioner ard
Sands did EHror so much good that,
when they went away, ii was with A.
lighter heart she returned 10 her cell.
] with renewed courage she steeled her
! SELF to await the efforts of the coed
! friends and the devoted lover she
knew were working TO clear her name
/ Of the frightful charge Donnelly and
Carson had lodged against her.
! Her confidence in DR.. Fitch was not
i misplaced. for in the short time when
/ Mrs Missioner in her limousine w9s
! epeeding back 10 her home In Million
/ aires Row, and Sands. In brongham,
| was returning to his Office In the
| powling Green building, Fitch ard
Rritz were standing on Fourth Ave-
rue corner a short distance north OF
| Twenty-third Street. gazing With dis
ray at twenty-story skyseraper that
stood on the site OF the little old cnrio
shop to which duty had called the
Young ambulance surgeon wears be-
fore
You are sure this Is the place."
asked the detective.
Absolutely" said the doctor. Il
went over there to get some brandy
fer the old man when | was working.
him out of his stupor."
Well" said the sleuth. so far as
that old curiosity shop is concerned.
were up against It, or, what is verse.
we are not I'D against It. We are con-
fronted by this steel and stone nor
strositv. and | guess there's no use
wasting time making inquiries there:
bnt there may be a few old-tmers
with memories along this block. ard
we'll see what we can find OUT. Yen
take that side of the street and II
take this"
Biitz ard Fitch went irto o9e shop
after another patiently rereating per-
| sistent inquiries as to what had be-
come of the veteran curio dealer
Blank stares and equally blank an
swers were the result until Britt in
tiny tobacco shop that was the center
II Il, -. 81 ~ httI lo1
gether for protection against the en-
enactment of progress, unearthed
memory incarnate in a man. who.
Fitch said. might have been the twin
brother If the amateur alehemst.
Yes said the man. Il remember
him. and it's a funny thing to me that
anybody who ever saw him could ever
forget him. He was the Gueerest little,
old duck | ever ran across"
Britt thought II anyone could he
queerer than the ancient tobacconst
he would have TO step ont OF page
of Dickens.
The incarnate memory recalled that
the curio dealer had been taken away
week or two before his shop was
torn down to clear the ground for the
foundation work of the great sky,
scraper. No, he didn't go away. tie.
was taken away.
Anything wrong with him." asked
Britt
well. not exactly what you might
call wrong, so to speak" quavered the
old tobacco merchant. Il wouldn't
30 so far as to say there was anything
you might exactly call wrong with
him, but neither would undertake to.
tell you that he was altogether what
you might call right and he touched
his forehead significantly
oh" said Britt. Wards or Ran
dalIs?"
Huh" said the old tohacconist, Il
don't know what you mean.
Why said the detective, what
mean is did they take him to the Asy-
lum or TO the Workhouse ?"
Il reckon 1t swouldnt have been any
n take him m tho