Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1914-02-05
Dick. Did she kill him?:"

Dick. Did she kill him"
II told you no."
"Well, them he clustered to the girl,
did he kill him?'
The nod of his head was toward
Dick. Then as she remained silent,
I'm talking to you" he snapped
Did he kill him."
The reply came with a soft distinct
ness that was like a crash Of destiny.
Yes
Dick turned to his wife il reproach-
full amazement,
Mary" he cried incredulously.
You'll swear he killed him?" Burke
asked briSkly.
"Why not:" she responded listlessly.
At this intolerable assertion as he
deemed it Edward Glider sat rigidly
erect in his chair.
God" h" cried despairingly. And
that's Your v~engeance.."
Il don't want vengeance-now!" she
said.
But they'll Try my boy for MURDER"
the magnatc demonstrated, d~istraught-
ooh. no. they can't came the re-
joinder.
whats the reason we can't?" Burke
stormed.
Because my husband merely killed
a burglar. He shot him i'll defense of
his honle!',
In his office 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 han disastrous.
Some n 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unpublished.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
adroit questioning Of Dacey and Chi
cago Red. who had been arrested in
one Of their accustomed haunts.
Come across now he admonished.
His voice rolled forth like that of q
bull Of Bashan. He was on his feet,
facing the two thieves. His head was
thrust forward menacingly. and his
eyes were savage.
81 don't know nothin'r' Chicago
Reds voice was between a snarl and
a whine. "Ain't I been telling YOU that
for owe an hour?"
Burke gave Dacey. who CHANGED to
be the nearer Of the two, a shove hat
sent the fellow staggering halfway
across the room under its impetus.
"Dacey. how long have you been
out:"
"a week"
Want to go back for another
stretch?"
God. no."
Who shot Griggs?"
The reply was Il chorus from the
two:
81 don't know-honest, DON'T"
In his eagerness Chicago Red moved
toward his Questioner.
Honest to Gawd. | don't know moth
in about it,"
The inspectors fist shot out toward
Chicago Reds jaw. The thief went
to his knees under the bow.
Nov. get up-and talk" Burke's
voice came With unrepentant noisiness
against the stricken man.
Cringingly 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 a respect
full distance from the official.
Cassidy entered the inspectors office
to announce the arrival of the district
attorney.
Send I'm H." Burke directed. He
made a gesture toward the doorman
and added. Take 'em back"
II anne as soon as | got your mes
sage" the district attorney sa11 as M
seated himself in Il chair by the Gr. =.
And I've sent word to Mr.. Glider.
Now. then, Burke. let's have this thing
q%uickly|
The inspectors explanation was con-
else:
Joe Carson, Chicago Red and Dacey,
along with Gri2gS. broke into Edward
blluSl , uOuSe ldSI lllSIll. | kleW lu5
trick was going to be pulled off. and so
! planted Cassidy and Il couple Of 9TH
err men just outside the room where
the haul was to be made. Then l went
away, and after something like half an
hour came back to make the arrests
myself. When l broke into the room
I found young Glider alone with that
Turner woman he married, and they
were just talking together.
81 found Griggs lying on the floor
dead! The Turner N says young
Glider shot Griggs because he broke
into the house. Amt that the limit?'
What does the boy say?"
Nothing. We've got Chicago Red
and Dacey. and We'll have Carson be-
fore the days over. And, oh, yes.
They've picked up Il young girl at the
Turner woman's place. And we've got