Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-05-05
THE SECRET OF LONESOME COVE


the unexampled price Of three-seventy
and saw that the hour was exactly
for these timepieees vary not one
fraction of a second in a day-eight-
forty-five. When next looked at the
face of Father Times trustIest ac-
countant II was to mark the hour of
the horrid shrek that shook my
soul; precisely nine-thirty- ana
later, when I heard the dread news.
I realized that my ears had thrilled
to death-cry"
He looked about him with a face
of controlled emotion. His voice
dropped to throaty and mesmerie
gurgle.
How frail.. he continued. How
frail and uncertain IS the life of man.
kind who of these happy facesabe-
fore me may not tomorrow be batfed
in tears for the loss of some loved
one? Best be prepared against the
time of sorrow. 1 show you here a
unique collection of framed notices.
suitable alike for the walls OF the
humblest home or the grandest pail
ace. Within these tasty frames are
enshrined comforting mortuary verses.
delicately ornamented by the hands
of our leading artists. such poetry as
distils assuagement upon the wound
ed heart, and these priceless objects
of art and agents of mercy am dis
tributing at the nominal charge of 81
each.'
Kent moved away, his chin pressed
down upon his chest. He went to the
office of Lawyer Adam Balm. and
spent an hour waiting, with his feet
propped up on the desk. When the
lawyer entered Kent remarked:
you rather put our two official
friends in a hole this morning.
"Just mite. maybe; but they've
crawled out. I guess spoke too
quick"
How so?"
well, II they'd gone ahead ana
buried the body as 1T was, we could
have had it exhumed, and then we'd
have seen what we'd have seen.
TRUE enough; and you didn't see
II as 1t WASP"
See what? Did your"
Kent's quiet smile sidled down from
the corner of his mouth.
Suppose" he said, you give me
the fullest possible character sketch
of our impulsive friend, the sheriff"
Half an hour was consumed in this
process. At the end of the time Kent
strolled back to the square where
Simon p. Groot had been discussing.
There he found the ornate wagon
closed, and It's ornate proprietor
whistling over some minor repairs
that he had been making. An invi-
tation to take ride in Kent's car
was promptly accepted.
tBusiness first" said Kent. You're
a seller. I'm a buyer. You've got
some information that I may want.
If so I'm ready to pay. Was any OF
your talk true?'
yep" replied Simon P. Groot aus
terely. 1T was all true but the
frills"
"Will you trim off the friils Tor
$10?"
Fair dealing for fair price Is my
motto; you'll find 1t in gilt lettering
on the back of the wagon. | Will.
what were you doing on Hawkiu
Cliffs?"
Sleeping In the wagon.
"And you really met this mysterious
wanderer?
Sure as you're standing there.
What passed between your
IT gave her good evening, ana sne
spoke to me fair enough but queer
and said that my childrens cniiorelr
might remember the day. NOW,
amt got any children TO nave cnh.
dren so I wouldn't have tnougnt OF
it again but for the man mat cams
inquiring after her.
when was that?
mot fifteen minutes after. -.
did you tell the crowd mere tnat
yep. I sold two dozen Wedding
rings on the strength and romance
of that point. From my description
they allowed it was painter man
named Sedgwick. thought maybe
I'd call in and have him touch up the
wagon a bit where she's rusty"
''And you heard the woman cry
out less than an hour later"