The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-03-05

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see. Mr. sheriff. whether snip
name Was stamped some"h mere on lh'S
grating
We'll. don't want any amachurr
| learning me my business, declared
the Official Importantly.
Nevertheless he heayed the wood
work up on edge and held II so WINE
eager eyes scanned the under part
Murmurs Of disappointment followed
| In these Kent did -HetjeiH Ae-Aa1
inserted finger III a crevice OF the
splintered wood and had extracted
some small object which he hello In
the palm of his hand, examining II
thoughtfully.
"wot we got there" demanded the
sheriff.
Professor Kent stretched out his
hand, disclosing small grayish OBJ
ject.
Il should take it TO be the cocoon
OF Ephestia kuehniella," he al
nounced
An wot does he do for livin'?''
inquired the Official, waxing humor-
Gus.
Destroys crops. It's species OF
gran-moth."
on! grunted Schlager. You re
d bug collector. eh?"
Exactly answered the other,
transferring his trove his pocket
Thereafter he seemed 70 lose in
terest In the center Of mystery. With
drawing to some distance, he paced
up and down the shore, whistling live
ly tunes, not always in perfect &C
cord, from which a deducuve mind
might have inferred that his soul
was not In the music.
Nearer and nearer TO high-water
mark his pacing took him. Presently
though all the time continuing his
whistling. he was scanning the tan
gled debris that the highest tide OF
the year had heaped up, almost
against the cliffs foot His whistling
became slow, lugubrious. minor. II
sagged. II died away. When IL rose
again, II was in march time. whereto
the virtuoso stepped briskly toward
the crowd BY this time the group
had received several additions. but
had suffered the loss OF one or It's
component parts, the sheriff Con
lecture was buzzing from mouth to
mouth as to the officials sudden de-
lection.
whatever IL was he got from the
pocket" Kent heard one OF the men
say. 1T started him quick.
Looked to me like an envelope,
hazarded some one.
NO" conuadicted Sailor Smith
paper would have been all pulped
up by the water"
Marked handkerchief, maybe" sug
gested another.
Like as not" said Jarvis. Yen
bet that Len Schlager figured II ont
there was somethin' in it for him,
anyways. could see the money
CLEAN in his eye"
That's right, too" confirmed the
old sailor. HE looked just like that
when he brought in that half-wit ped
ler thinkin he was the thousan dol
lar-reward thief last year
Trust Len Schlager TO look out
for number one first. an be sherin
afterward," observed some one else.
Amidst this interchange or opinion.
none of which was lost upon him,
Professor Kent advanced and bent
over the manacled corpse.
Have to ask you to stand back.
Professor" said Jarvis. Lens ap-
pointed me special dep'ty till he
comes back, and he says nobody Ia to
Law finger on hide ner hair OF the
corpse: not even the doc, II ne
comes"
Quite right" aasented the other.
Sheriff Schlager exhibits commend
able zeal and discretion"
Wonder II he knowed the corpse?'
suggested somebody in the crowd.
Tell you who did. if he didn't.
said another man.
Who, them"
Elder Try bennett. Didn't none
OF you hear about his meetin' up with
strange woman yestiddy evenin'?"
"Shucks. This couldn't be that
woman said Jarvis. How'd she
come to be washed ashore from a
wreck between last night and this
morning."
How'd she come TO be washed
ashore from a wreck, anyway" coun-
tered Sailor Smith. The amt been
no storm for week. an this body
amt been dead twenty-four hour"
ct plumb beats me-" admitted Jar
VS.
w no ID tnlS Deuueli dsheu Nv
lessor Kent.
Try? He's the town CAB OF Mar
tindale Center. Does little plumb
in an tinkerin' on the side. Just
now he's up to Cadystown. Took the
ten O'Clock train last night
Then It was early when he met
this woman"
Little after shutdown. He was
risin' the hill beyond the Nook--thats
place. the painter Teller
when she come out OF the shrubbery
pop, He quizzed her Trust the
Elder for that. But he didn't get
much out of her, until he mentioned
the Nook. Then she allowed she
guessed she'd go there. An he
her go.
You say man named Sedgwick.
lives at the Nook. Is that Francis
Sedgwick, the artist" asked Kent.
That's him." said Sailor Smith.
Paints right purity pictures. Lives
here all alone with a Chinese cook.
We'll, the lady went down the
hill" continued Jarvis, just as Sedg-
wick come out to smoke pipe on
MS stone wall Try thought he seem
I'd surprised when she bespoke him.
They passed "A few remarks, an then
hey had some words. an the lady
aughed loud an kinder scornful. He
seemed TO be pointin' at necklace
)f queer, fiery pink stones the, she
wore and irwin 10 get sOmethin OUT