Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-09-19
A Difference Of ontnior


At an early hour the next morning
Sweetwater stood before the coroner
desk, urging a plea he feared to hear re-
fused. He wished to be present at the
interview soon to be held with Mr.. Broth
erson, and he had no good reason to ad-
vance why such a privilege should be al
lotted him.
Its not curiosity" said he. There =
question ! hope TO see settled. l can't
communicate it-you would laugh at me;
out It's an important one, very impor-
tant one, and l beg that you will lei me
sit In one of the corners and hear what
he says | won't bother and I'll be very
sui, 80 still that he'll hardly notice me.
Do grant me this favor. sir
The coroner. who mad had some little
experience with this man, surveyed him
with smile less forbidding than the poor
fellow expected.
You seem ito lay great store by it,"
said he; "if you want to sort those papers
over there, you may"
Thank you. I don't understand the
JOB, but promise you not to increa Sc
the confusion. If I do; il l rattle the
leaves too loudly. it will mean, Press him
further on this exact point but I doubt if
l rattle them, sir. No such luck
The last three words were uttered soto
voce, but the coroner heard him, and fol-
lowed his ungainly figure with a glance of
some curiosity, as he settled himself at
the desk on the other side of the room
rs the man" he began, but at this
moment the man entered, and Dr. Heath
forgot the young detective, in his inter
est in the new arrival.
Neither dressed with the elegance
known to the habitues of the Clermont,
nor yet in the workmans outfit in which
he had thought best to appear before the
Associated Brotherhood; the newcomer
advanced, with an aspect of open respect
which could not fail to make a favorable
impression upon the critical eye of the
| official awaiting him. So favorable. in
deed, was this impression that that gen
tleman half rose, infusing a little more
consideration into his greeting than he
was accustomed to show to his prospect
i've witnesses. Such a fearless eye he
had seldom encountered nor was it often
his pleasure to confront so conspicuous a
specimen OF physical and intellectual
manhood.
Mr.. Brotherson. l believe" said he, as
he motioned his visitor to sit.
THAT is my name, sir"
Orlando Brotherson?"
THE same. sir"
I'm glad we have made no mista ke -
smiled the doctor. "Mr. Brotherson,
have sent for you under the supposition
that you were a friend of the unhappy
lady lately dead at the Hotel Clermorlt."
Miss Challoner?"
Certainly; Miss Challoner."
II knew the lady. But" here the
speakers eye took on a look as question
ing as that of his interlocutor-"bu in a
way so devoid of all publicity that I can
not but feel surprised that the fact should
be known"
At this, the listening Sweetwater hoped
that DR.. Heath would ignore the sugges-
ton thus conveyed and decline the ex-
PLANTATION it apparently demanded. But
the impression made by the gentleman S
good looks had been too strong for this
coroners proverbial caution, and, handing
found among Miss Challoner's effects by
her father, he quietly asked:
do you recognize the signature"
Yes, it is mine
Then you acknowledge yourself the
author of these lines?'
Most certainly Have l not said that
this is my SIGNATURE"
DO you remember the words of this
note, Mr.. Brotherson?"
Hardly l recollect its tenor, but not
the exact words
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To Be Continued in Next Issue.