Bisbee daily review., 1913-11-25

ing for me when the lawyers settled everything up. an 1 put that Into things that I wanted all my life.
 Tt wasn't till last week that looked myself over an found l wssnt happy. To make no bones of it, bein' a real lady-which I'd wanted to be all my life-jest bored me to death. We'll. last week set down and had a good long dispute wi1h myself. You can't go back to the business, says l. Rosa 1! lie Je Grange. you've got jest what you've always wanted, an yet you aint happy. What you need is a com promise,' said L An next morning it come to me. Maybe the spirits sent 1, it. You can laugh, Inspector McGee. [ but there's something in this spirit l thing. used to think there vas, an | then again I'd think there wasn't ! even in my own elairvoyance.
 Well, anyhow, 1t came to me like a | fiash-bOarderst l could run my house jusz the way wanted, because l needn't look out for profits. An I | could take jest who wanted and shut { ut whoever I didn't want The | fought chirked me a lot So l fixed | Ill the bedrooms up sensible with good white and gold beds and adult size towels an gave them all little fxy | touches that made them homelike. An 1 was pest ready 70 begin 10 | look around ans advertise when-this happened. The idea struck me as | soon as l saw the state of the people in that house. The police would put | it under guard. an the boarders would | be out of a Ome. So l moved 'em ! over bodily. all but the one you \ pinched-the nick little dago woman | from upstairs. an the two girls, and | that funny old Professor Noll. An I'm even IEltting np with the landlady-if ' it was other peoples troubles was ! looSin' for. I got em all right" l ''Gee!" etaculRted Martin McGee. q l can use you"
 "Yes, you can,@ interrupted Rosalie, | ''but you won't I know what you want. You want me to go to work an | help .inch this case. Well, l won't. | Im out of that business, too. What ! I'm here Bor. Martin McGee-beyond ! the pleasure l always took in your society"-here Rosahe let her dimples play and fash--is to tell all know | or saw sD's you won't be caIIin' me at the inquest ar gettin' me a fea- ture in the papers"
 How about this.man North? 2" asked the Inspector.
 "Well, in the first place, like him, |" said Rosalie; T Hke that boy. Looks like an alEfI for him when the land lady says he come up the stairs only a minute before he hollered, an the doctor says that this HanekR had been dead two or three hours Appeared to me like be was jest jared out of a drunk, too. How about this Lawrence Wade or whatever his name wss-the man who called with the bag? Got him?" ......
 He was arrested this morning. in Boston"
 "Skippin'? Looks bad. But now, Inspector just to close things up, I'm out of this case. I've given you all know. Your police will be botherin' my boarders lot with questions; an so will the reporters. Just trust me to steer that. You keep me out"
 Martin McGee sighed. "Au right, Rosalie; but I'd like your help. Still. I owe you lots of good turns, and the case don't look as mysterious. after all. I guess it's that fellow Wade"
 T guess probably" admitted Rosa lie. Most mysteries ain't mysteries at all after the first day. We'll. now,
 I'm boGheTin' a busy man in office hours an l must run along. Let's see-hve minutes to four, an it's bad luck to go before the hour. Suppose you tell me about yourself an how the worlds usin' you?' Inspector McGee sat back in his office chair and waxed eloquent. How ever, his narrative Of pulls ard pro motions and Eammany influence was never finished. For before the hour struck, the silent attentive doorman entered and laid on his desk card. Inspector McGee took it up, glanced at 1t perfunctoriiy, and suddenly let out an exclamation which had all the power and verve of an oath.
 By the great cats!" he exclaimed, Took at that-'Mrs. John H. Han ska"
 Rosalie took the card and fingered it.
 "The widow, bet"
 Thought he was single" remarked the Inspector. Though, after all, I'd
 just been taking it for granted"
 Well" said Rosalie. rising, that's
 eome-agzin-soon for me"
 But the Inspector was observing her with eyes which held quizzcal invita-
 ton
 Honest now" he said, wouldn't
 you like to sit in on this interview"
 Rosalie flashed her dimples and con
 templated him for a second Then,
 with the unexpected lightness which
 marked ali her movements. she sat
 down.
 , See here, Martin McGee," she said, 1 you ain't goin' to make 8 fool of me. draggin' me into this csse-but I'm 1, dying to listen just the same" . "Show them in," said the Inspector i on the instant. and as though fearing that she would pull back her permis- , sion
 ! But not unless she's wiling" said , Rosalie, as they waited. . And then sb-o710b the door oan,a fro