Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1914-07-22

ed before him, greeted him. He found
himself looking down on corpse clad
in dark silk dress and stretched on
wooden grating to which it was
dashed with a small rope. Everything
about the body indicated wealth. The
dress was extensively made. The
shoes were of the best type and the
stockings We're silk The head was
marred by frightful bruise which
had crushed in the right side and ex-
tended around behind the ear. Blood
had clothed thickly in the short close
curled hair The left side was I'M
marked. The eyes were closed and
the mouth was slightly open. showing
CLINT of gold amid very white and
regular teeth. An expression of dead
ly terror distorted the face Professor
Kent bent closely over it.
That's Strange-very strange he
murmured. 1T should be peaceful"
But look at the hand. cried Jar
Wis.
Here. indeed. was the astounding
feature of the tragedy. the aspect that
brought Kent to his knees, the more
closely to observe The body lay
twisted slightly to the right. with the
left arm extended. The left wrist was
enclosed in a light rusted handcuff to
which chain was fastened. At the
end Of the chain was the companion
cuff. shattered. evidently by a power
full blow, and half buried in the sand.
AS Kent leaned over the corpse fat,
powerful. grizZled man with a metal
no hi hi 70
ward.
'Them's cast iron cuffs" be an
nounced. That kind amt been used
these forty years."
what kind Of a ship 'ud be carry
in 'em nowadays?" asked some one
in the crowd.
AN what kind Of a seaman'd be
putting Of 'em on a lady's Wrist?"
growled a formidable voice, which
Kent. looking up, perceived to have
come from amid a growth of heavy
weather furrOWed face.
''Seafaring man. aren't your H.
quired Kent.
mo more. Fifty year of it, man
an boy, has put me in harbor."
That's Sailor Smith," explained Jar
Wis.
''Mr. Smith, will you take look at
those lashings and tell me whether
in your opinion they are the work of a
sailOr?" asked Kent.
The old hands fumbled expertly
The old face puckered. Judgment
came forth presently.
IL
lashin's a passable job. What gifts me
is the rope"
well. what's wrong with the roper"
'Nothin' in perticler. Only l don't
know what just that style of rope
would be doin' on shipboard unless
it was to hang the old mans wash
on
Suppose we lift this grating" Kent
suggested, Ito see whether a ships
name is stamped somewhere on it,
He heaved the woodwork up on edge
and held it SO. while eager eyes scan
ned the under part. Murmurs Of dis
appointment followed. In these Kent
did not join. He had inserted a finger
in a creyice Of the spintered wood and
had extracted some small object which
he held in the palm Of his hand. ex-
aiming it thoughtfully.
"Wot We got therey' demanded the
sheriff.
Professor Kent stretched out his
hand. disclosing small grayish OBJ
ject.
II should take it to be the cocoon of
ephestia kuehniella." he announced.
Its species of grain moth
oh grunted Schlager. You're a
bug collector. eh:''
Exactly" answered the other. trans
ferring his trOve to his pocket
Thereafter he seemed to lose inter
est in the center of mystery. With
drawing to some distance he paced up
and down the shore.
! Nearer and nearer to high water
| mark his pacing took him. Presently
he was scanning the tangled debris
| that the. highest tide of the year had
heaped up almost against the cliffs
foot. When he rejo;ned the crowd it
had suffered the loss of one of it's
component parts. the sheriff. Conjec-
ture was buzzing from mouth to mouth
as to the officials sudden detection.
Whatever it 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" contradicted Sailor Smith:
paper would have been all pulped up
by the water
Marked handkerchief. maybe" sug-
gested another
Like as not" said jarvis. You bet
that Len Schlager figured it out there
was somethin in it for him anyways.
l 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 peddler,