The Bridgeport evening farmer. [volume] (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1866-1917, 1913-10-25
BY MARVIN DAN
from the play of &
BAYARD WELLER


'tGod!' he cried despairingly. fAnd
es-Ak'a Eaur vengeanceP'
ST don't want vengeance-now!' she
said
tsBut they'll try my boy for murder
the magnate demonstrated, distraught.
"oh,. no. they can't" came the re-
5odnder.
ssWhat's the reason we can't7" Burke
stormed.
Because my husband merely killed
a burglar. He shot him in defense of
his homer
So
In his once next morning Inspector
Burke was Tuning over the failure
of his conspiracy. He had hoped
through this plot to vindicate his au-
thority, SO sadly Haunted by Carson
and Mary Turner Instead of this
much to be desired result from his
scheming the outcome had been moth
ing less than disastrous.
Some one had murdered Griggs, the
stool pigeon The murder could not go
UNPUBLISHED. The slayer's identity must
be determined To the discovery of
this identity, the Inspector was at the
present moment devoting himself by
cago Red, who had been arrested in
one of their accustomed haunts.
s.Come across nowi'' he admonfshed.
his voice rolled forth like that of a
bull of Bashan. He was on his feet,
facing the two thieves His head was
thrust forward menacingly, and his
eyes were savage.
ssI don't know nothin'!e Chicago
Reds voice was between a snarl and
a whine. "Ain't I been telling you that
for over an hour?"
Burke gave Dacey, who CHANGED to
be the nearer of the two, shove that
sent the fellow staggering halfway
across the room under it's impetus.
'.Dacey, how long have you been
out7'
"a week"
want to go back for another
stretchg'
.sGod, NOT"
'rWho shot Griggs
The reply was chorus from the
two:
st don't know-honest, 1 don'tP'
In his eagerness Chicago Red moved
toward his questioner.
Honest to Gawd, don't know moth
m about itl''
The inspectors fist shot out toward
Chicago Reds jaw. The thief went
to his knees under the blow.
NOW, get up-and talkr' Burke's
voice came with unrepentant noisiness
against the stricken man
Gringinslys Chicago Red obeyed as
far as the getting to his feet was con-
cerned- While he got slowly to his
feet he took care to keep at respect
full distance from the official
Cassidy entered the Inspectors Office
to announce the arrival of the district
attorney.
Send i'm In" Burke directed He
made a gesture toward the doorman
and added, '.Take 'em back!'
81 came as soon as I got your mes
sage" the district attorney said as he
seated himself In q chair by the desk.
seAnd I've sent word to Mr.. Glider.
Now, then, Burke, let's have this thing
Qa1ickIy2''
The Inspectors explanation was com
else:
'sJoe Carson, Chicago Red and DRcey,
along with Griggs, broke into Edward
elders house last night. knew the
trick was going to be pulled off, and so
planted Cassidy and couple of 9th
er men just outside the room where
the haul was to be made. Then went
away, and after something like half an
hour L came back to make the arrests
myself When I broke fnto the room
I found young Glider alone with that
Turner woman he married, and they
were just talking together.
ct found Grtggs lying on the floor
deadI The Turner woman says young
Glider shot Griggs because he broke
into the house. Amt that the limit"
What does the boy sayY'
Nothing. We've got Chicago Red
end Dacey, and wen have Carson be
fore the days over. And, oh, yes!
They've picked up young girl at the
Turner woman's place And we've got
one real clew-for onceF' He opened
a drawer of the desk and took out Gar
sons pistol, to which the s1tencer was
still attached.
'tYou never saw a gun IKE that be
fore, Ell ~ he exclaimed. Demarest ad-
united the fact.
ssI'1I bet you never did! That thing
on the end Is a Maxim silencer. There
are thousands OF them in use on rifles
but they've never been able to use
them on revo1veFs before. That thing
is absolutely noiseEess. I've tried it
Well, you see, it'll be an easy thing
easiest thing in the world!-bo trace
that silencer attachment Cassidy
working on that end Of the thing noWT
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