Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1913-06-06

sell tnat can read faces and see the
character outlined there, and in every
case with the other man / had studied
! mad even been able to tell what
tnelr best girls looked like. But
here"
MISS Clement shrugged her shout
GERS, pursed her lips and spread forth
her hands to the drizzling rain. /
turned pair of inquiring eyes to her.
What was the trouble?" asked.
Simply this: that mans face might
as well have been dough, as far as any
expression was concerned. There did
not Seem to be a single bit OF express
SION TO the eyes, and his face did not
change once. 1t interested me. that
countenance, studied 1t and studied
It, yet ! could derive nothing from it.
| determined that as soon as the mas
sage was over, would get my hair
combed for about the 90Oth time and
see II conversation would do any good.
And for half hour I talked, trying
TO draw him out, endeavoring to learn
whether or not he knew anything of
literature: but his answers were al
most invariably in monosyllables. /
gave up the attempt and left the shop.
That night as was returning to
my apartment, I CHANGED, in changing
cars, to again pass the little shop
where had wasted so much of my
good time. was tired, more than
that, was weary, ready almost to go
4 fho f0fy nj al \ Ea% 100
made asfailuresofs everything and that
my gre 1t clue had been nothing more
than the wild dream of a woman's
brain, intangible, impractical 1t was
just about at that moment that I
noticed my shoe string had become
united. / stopped to retie it, and as
rose, figure approached and passed
me. That figure knew, there was
something about the general bearing
of the mGn that was familiar, mighty
familiar to me. And yet, it seemed /
had never seen the face before True,
the contour was similar, the color of
the hair and the eyes was the same as
that of the man in the barbershop.
But that was all. Almost involuntarily
I turned and followed him a few steps.
Then gasped. heard him begin to
whistle the first few bars Of The
Melody in F.
"And then / understood I was on
the right track after ALL Putting two
and two together, Judging from the va
rious descriptions of the men who had
been feeced, here was man who had
the power, seemingly, Of not only
changing his face, but his whole
bearing whenever 1t suited his pur-
pose. had studied his appearance in
the barbershop, had taken in every
detail of his clothing, and had it not
been for that and for that fact, too,
that had seen him leaving the shop,
never would have been able to rec
ognize him. But now was sure!
"a great feeling of relief surged
through me; / knew now that could
go to the captain and tell him diff
ferent story from the one had been
planning short time before. More
than that, I would be the means of
bringing in a criminal who was dan
gerous in the extreme, who would rep
resent all the finer arts of trickery
and whom it would be triumph to
put behind the bars of penitentiary.
Hurriedly I started toward my scar,
that I might hasten to police head
quarters and arrange for the arrest
the next morning.
"Then, just as suddenly, I halted,
and although queer fear ran through
me, I could not help laughing at the
funny possibilities of the situation.
Just suppose" Miss Clement began
to chuckle as she thought of it, Gust
suppose that this man should have
still another face which had never
been used, so to speak, and no one
could identify him? And that iden-
| tity would be all upon which could
have my case. had none of his para
phernalia, not witness had been able
to tell where he was taken when the
money machine did its work and
ground out the supposed fortunes, and
so all I would have to show to
court would be group OF disgruntled
men who would swear that they had
been robbed but in a place they could
not pO1uC out anu ny q AAdA IASy SOuAu
not identify. I decided all at once
that this was not time for making
arrests. There must be evidence and
it was up to little Alice to get it."
She smiled as she said that, and
for q few moments we walked along
in the mist, I whistling, she taking
in the bright freshness Of the trees
and the grass and shrubbery with her
swapping, liquid eyes. By and by she
took up the thread of her narrative
81 resolved that If it took me
month, would get that man to talk to
me. And the next day I began my
campaign by walking into the barber
shop and climbing into his chair.
"I believe you are wizard said
to him.
"Why?'
"sWhy?' laughed. For three months
I have been suffering from afternoon
headaches. Yesterday came in here
and had you comb my hair. And when
/ walked out, my headache was gone.
I'm hack for another dose of the same