The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1912-12-19

a vendors cart OF a few oranges, was
being hustled about. There was no
policeman within sight, and so I
busted myself there for minute pay.
Ing for the oranges and dragging the
poor wretch away into an alley, where
I could have the pleasure of seeing
him eat them. When I came out of
the alley the small crowd had van
ished, but big one was collecting
up the street very near my home.
always think of my books when I see
anything suggesting fire, and natural
ly / returned, and equally naturally,
when l heard what had happened, fol-
lowed the crowd into the court and so
up to the poor woman's doorway. But
my curiosity satisfied, returned at
once to the street and went to New
York as I had planned"
do you mind telling us where you
went in New York;"
mot at all. l went shopping. /
wanted certain very fine wire, for
En- experiment I had on hand, and 1
found it in a little shop on Fourth
avenue. If I remember rightly, the
name over the door was Grippus. Its
oddly struck me-"
There was nothing left to the in
spector but to dismiss him. He had
answered all questions willingly. and
with countenance inexpensive Of
guile. He even INDUCED in parting
shot on his own account, as full of
frank acceptance of the situation as it
was fearless in it's attack. AS ne halt
ed in the doorway before turning his
back upon the room, he smiled for the
third time as he quietly said:
81 have ceased visiting my friends
apartment in upper New York. If you
ever want me again, you will find me
amongst my books"
He was halfway out the door, but
his name quickly spoken by the in
spector drew him hack
Anything more?" he asked.
The inspector smiled.
"You are man Of considerable
analytic power, as take It, Mr.. Broth
erson. You must have decided long
ago how this woman died"
'Is that a question, Inspector"
'You may take it as SUCH"
"Then 1 will allow myself to say
that there is but one common-sense
view to take of the matter. Miss
Challoner's death was due to suicide;
SO was that of the washerwoman. But
there I stop. AS for the means-the
motive-such mysteries may be with
In your province but they are totally
outside mine! God help us all! The
world is full of misery. Again I wish
you good-day."
The air seemed to have lost it's vi
tally and the sun it's sparkle when he
was gone.
'Now, what do you think, Gryce?"
The old man rose and came out Of
his corner.
This: That I'm up against the hard
est proposition of my lifetime. Moth
Ing in the mans appearance or man.
ner evinces guilt, ye. believe him
guilty.. I must. Not to, is to strain
probability to the point of breakage.
But how to reach him is a problem
and one Of no ordinary nature If he
Is not innocent as the day, he's as
hard as unquarried marble. He might
be confronted with reminders of his
crime at every turn without weaken
Ing or showing by loss of appetite or
Interrupted sleep any effect upon his
nerves. That's my opinion of the gen.
tleman. He is either that, or a man
Of uncommon force and self-restraint"
I'm inclined to believe him the lat
ter"
''And so give the whole matter the
go-by?"
what do you want? You say the
mine is unavoidable"
eyes, in day, or in week, pos
sibly in month. But persistence and
a protean adaptability TO meet his
msods might accomplish something.
I don't say will, l only say might. If
Sweetwater had the job, with unlim-
tied time in which to carry out any
plan he may have, or even for
change of plans to suit changed idea,