The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1913-05-17

In the MEMORANDUM
she always carries.
was watching the roofs as they whirl
ed past. Neither OF us had spoken for
some time.
At last, / ceased my occupation OF
idleness to turn to the little woman
and found her staring absently ahead
The little notebook was closed and
clasped in her hands.
"Well?" | asked at last.
Just thinking, that's ALL" she an.
swered. This is little anniversary
with u.s."
Birth, marriage or death?" TESTED.
"The last" came the answer Its
the anniversary OF my first murder
case. don't have those very often,
you know. In fact, It's only when l
stumble into thing OF that kind that
i am allowed to take any interest in II.
But, then, in this case could do as
pleased, for was not working on the
force under orders"
She glanced up at me with twinkle
In her eyes. Sometimes it's good not
to be working under ORDERS" she said
"A person can take any risks that are
to be taken, and do just what seems
best-even IL 1t turns out all wrong
And it's really nice to know that"
Miss Clement looked rather hastily
around to see that no other passengers
were near us. Then, turning the lit
tie notebook playfully about in her
hands. she smiled to herself
"A person never knows what's 60
ing to ensue from the smallest kind Of
happening" she began. my case
came from waiting for a car. You
see, that was in the days before | went
on the police force regularly, and |
was selling candy for a living. Every
evening | would take my car for home
from one of the corners in the loop
noon paper. II would be Just about
time for the last editions to come
out, and 1t was a favorite diversion
OF mine to watch the circling, yelling
newsboys as they hurried In every d.
rection from the building, each In q
contest of who could sell the first pa.
per. And watching this way one night
l stumbled onto my undiscovered
crime"
Your WHAT" interrupted.
The undiscovered crime Any big
city is full Of them. Not that they re-
main undiscovered for all time, be-
cause they don't. Some little thing
will always give the criminal away. It
may be even the croeking Of 4 finger
at t." wrong time. In this case 1t
was the buying of a paper.
For three nights had seen him, a
short, shifty eyed, heavy browed man,
who seemed to Turk in the shadows OF
the building in wait for the whirring
OF the presses. At the first shout OF
the newsboys he would dart forth,
hand out his penny, buy his paper,
and then scan the first page. Once in
q while he would look inside; not
often. 1t did not impress me so much
the first night, nor even the second.
But the third ! began to wonder a lit
tie about the person, what his motive
was in being so anxious to get his pa
per. and why he should read only the
nrst page. then throw It away.
Il spent a night wondering about
that man, and then things began to
form themselves In my brain. | de-
termined to watch him. II was none
of my business. I knew that / had
no right to play detective and to take
chances-but l guess when the de-
sire to hunt persons gets into ones
heart, there isn't anything that will
take 1t out. like to discover things;
was always person to be finding
out, finding out, and so-well, | start
ed In to learn what the gentleman with
the shaggy eyebrows had in mind
when he bought his paper every night
and then quickly threw It away.
"The next day I reported to the
candy company that was i'll, and that
/ didn't believe | would be down to
work for several days. Then, that
might, there appeared at the newspa-
per corner a poor woman, dressed In
clothing that was out OF date. a bit
lame, and not very good OF sight. In
that same person was N.Y.
self. had started on my work Of
finding out the message Of the news
paper. l had hired a girl for a few
days TO take care OF my little Riddle
out at the fat; l had kissed the child
a long goodby, in case my passion for
detective work should carry me away
from her forever, and now / was ready
for anything.
"rhe homegoing crowds began to
Jam the street cars. Dusk had come, |
then darkness. Fifteen minutes wait |
cd, twenty. and then from the base |
ment heard the whirring of the press !
es. A few moments later, there came |
the shouting newsboys, and with their |
first appearance my heart gave leap.
Seemingly from nowhere my man ap- |
peared, pushed forth his penny, Gluten |
ed his paper. and was greedily scanning |
the front page. watched him as he |
threw the paper to the pavement and |
turned down the street. Then l fol.
lowed
1T was long road we travelled, |
down Fifth Avenue. then turning and |
crossing the river. past old commits
sion houses and into the tenement
district of the city. Sneaking along in
the shadows, saw him enter a dark |
stairway. ] started to follow, then STOP |
ped. The building. on the upper floor, |
/ had noticed, was occupied on one
side by a small manufacturing concern,