The Mobridge news. [volume] (Mobridge, Walworth Co., S.D.) 190?-1917, 1914-05-08

way Nv Al ACohVluCN lAokicocIs.
At this intolerable assertion as he
deemed 1t Edward Glider sat rigidly
erect in his chair.
: Cod he cried despair ingiy. And
that's your vengeance.
Il don't want venseance-now..' she
said.
But they'll try my boy for murder"
the magnate demonstrated. %distraught.
ooh. ne they can't" came the re-
jcinder.
What's the reason We osn't?' Burke
storrped.
Because my husband merely killed
a burglar. He shot him in defense Of
his home!"
In his Office next morn ng Inspector
Burke was Tuning over the failure
OF his conspiracy. He had hoped
through this plot 10 vinl cate his au-
thority. so sadly faunte,l ny Carson
and Mary Turner. Ins. cad Of this
much to DO desired res 1t from his
scheming the outcome had been moth
Ing less than disastrous.
Some one had murdered Griggs. the
stool pigeon. The murder could not so
unpublished. The slaye1's identity must
lc determined. TO the discovery OF
this identity. the inspector was at the
present moment devotinE himself by
sdroit questioning OF Dacey and Chi
cage Red. who had been arrested in
one OF their accustomed haunts.
Come across nowr' he admonished.
Ills voice rolled forth like that Of \
bull Of Bashan. He was on hts feet,
facing the two thieves. His head was
thrust forward mehacinsly. and his
! eyes were savage.
Il don't know nothin'!' Chicago
Reds voice was between Q snarl and
a whine. "Ain't been telling you that
for over AZ bOurY"
Burke gave Dacey. who CHANGED to
! be the nearer of the two, a shove that
sent the fellow staggering halfway
| across the room under its impetus.
"Daccy. how long have you been
out;"
"A week"
Want to go back for another
Stretchf'
God. no"
who shot GrigH:"
The reply was q chorus from the
two:
." don't know-hOnest, I don't"
In his eagerness Chicago Red moved
toward his Q%uestioner.
Honest to Gawd. I don't know moth
In about it."
The inspectors Est shot out toward
Chicago Reds Jaw. The thief went
to his knees under the blow.
"Now. get Upland talk!" Burke's
voice cane with unrepentant noisiness
against tho stricken man.
Cringingiy Chicago Ned obeyed as
far as the getting to his feet was con
cerned. While he got slowly to his
feet he took ARE 10 keep at a respect
full distance from tho official.
Cassidy entered the inspectors office
to the arrival Of tho district
attorney.
Send i'm in" Burke directed. He
made a gesture toward the doorman
and added. Take 'em back!'
II came as soon as I got your mes
sage the district attorney said as he
seated himself in a chair by the desk.
"And I've vent 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 Daccy.
along with Grigss. broke into Edward
Gilder's house last night knew the
trick was going to be pulled of. and so
] planted Cassidy and n couple OF 9th
or mel just outside tho room where
The haul was to he made. Then I went
away. and after something like half an
hour I anne back TO make the arrests
myself. When ! broke int the room
I found young Glider alone with that
Turner woman he married. and they
were Just talking together.
II found Griggs lying on the floor
dead. The Turner woman says young
Glider shot Grisgs because lie broke
into tho house. Amt that the limitY'
What does the boy say
Nothing. We've got Chicago Red
0nd Dacey. and Wen have Carson be-
fore tho days over. And, oh, yes!
They've picked up a yonng girl at the
Turner wonlan's place. And we've got
one real clcw-for oncer' He opened
a drawer Of the desk and took out Gar
sons pistol. to which the silencer was
still attached.
you never saw a gun like that be-
fore. ch:' he exclaimed. Dernarest ad-
pilttsd the fact.
iii bet you never did! That thing
on the end is a Maxim siiencer. There
arc thousands Of them in use on rifles.
but they've never been able to use
them on revolvers before. That thing
is absolutely noiseless. rye tried 1t.
Well. you see. it'll he an easy thing
easiest thing in tho wofld!-to trace
that silencer attachment. Cassidy's
working on that end Of the thing now"