The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1914-02-16
IN THE EVENING WORLD
ri Il Sherlock Holmes of the WILDERNESS

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undsrbrush and the trees. 10 never
once halted or even wavsrsd. but
passed onward with neither check NOT
pause. Meanwhile. I blundsrsd In bis
tracks until At last. whom We came
out on the bank OF q strong and
swiftly flowing river,l was fairly
done. and felt that. had the Journey
continued much longer. must have
been forced TO give In.
November threw down his pack
and signed TO me to remain beside 10,
While - walked or downstream. oniy
to reappsar with q canoe.
remainder Of our journey I am sorry
to say ! can recall very little. The
rustic Of the water a. II Kissed
against our stem. ana the Wiad In
the birches and jumpers on the hanks
soon 1ufled me. was only awakened
by the canoe touching the bank at
isie Trse Portage IL q recognised
camping place, situated between the
great main lumber camp OF Bristou
and Harpur and the settlement OF g.
Amiel. and II lies about eQuidistant
from both. Old IRE scars IN the clear
ing showed black not more than thir-
~ yards from the water. From the
scene of the tragedy.
A small shelter Of boughs stood be-
meath the spreading branches OF q
large ar: . ground all about waa
strewn with tins and debris. On Q
bare SPACE in front Of the shelter. be-
side tho charred logs Of . camp IRE.
q patch of blue caught my eye. This.
a. my sight grew accustomed to the
iight, received itself into the shape OF
q huge man. He lay upon his face.
and the wind fluttered the blue blouse
which he was wearing. II came upon
me with q shock that I was looking
at the. body Of Henry Lyon. the muir
dared man.
Novs0ber. standing mp In the
canoe. ; wood picture In his buckskin
shirt and jeans surveyed the scene n
silence. then pushed on again ana
padded up and down. staring at the
bank. After . bit he put In aud
waded ashore.
In obedience to . sign stayed In
the canoe, from which ! watched the
of my companion. First.
he went 10 tho body and examined II
with minute care: next. disappeared
within tho shelter. came out ann
stood for q minute staring toward the
river: finally he called to me to come
ashore.
had seen November turn the body
over, and a. I came up l was aware
Of q great ginger bearded face. hor.
ribly pale, confronting the sky. II
was easy to see how the man had
died. for tho bullet had torn . hole
at the base Of the neck. The ground
beside him was torn up as II by some
small sharp instruments.
The idea occurred to me that ]
would try my hand at detection.
went into the shelter. There ! found
a blanket, two freshly haysd bear.
skins. and q pack. which I lay open
l came out again and carefully sx.
suddenly looking up. ! saw Novsm.
Der Joe watching me with . kind Of
grim and covert amusoment.
"What are you looking fort" said
The tracks Of the murderer"
You won't fnd them"
"He didn't make none"
pointed out the spot where the
ground was torn.
The lumberman that found him
Uplkoo OooSs oe'u NoVomUoS' .
,,, "HSw 90 you know he was not tine
Tie didn't get here tin Lyon had
been dead for hours. Compare his
tracks with Lyons much
fresher. No. Mr.. sport. that cock
won't night"
Then, as you seem to know 10
much. tell me what you DO know"
II know that Lyon reached here In
the afternoon OF the day before yes-
terday. He'd been visiting his traps
upstream. He hadn't been here
more'n q few minutes ana was light
ing his pipe IN. the shelter there whom
he hears Z voice hall him. He comes
out and sees q man In q canoe showed
into the bank. That man shot him
dsad and cleared on-without leaving
How can you b sure Of all this"
! asked. for not one OF these things
had occurred 70 my mind.
Because I found I pipe Of tobacco
top. beside Lyons body. and . newly
used match In this shack. Tho man
that killed him come downstream and
surprised him."
"How oaa you tell hs came down.
streamf"
"Ascause. II he'd come upstrsam
Lyoe would q seen him from the
shack" said November with admir-
able patience.
. "Iea =: !. he shot was arsd from
"THs rivers too wide 70 shoot
across: ana, anyway. there's the mark
Of whees the canoe rested agin the
bank No. this 70 the work Of .
right smart woodsman, ana he's not
left No one cine a. to who be 10.
4ut I'm not through with him, mis-
ter. euch men ~ be needs catching
. Lets boil the kettle"
We laid the dead man inside the
shack, and then, coming out once
more Into the sunlight, cat down BE-
stones on tho bank Of the river. Here
November made tea IN true woods
fashion. drawing all the strength and
bitterness from the leaves by boiling
them. ! was wondering what
he would do next, for II appeared that
our chance Of catching the murderer
was in6nitesimal. since he had left
no clue save the mark on the bank
whore his canoe had rested among
the reeds while he fired his deadly
bullet. Put my thoughts into words.
You're right" said November.
When chap who's used to the
woods life takes to crime he's harder
70 lay hands on than . lynx in . al
der patch"
There 10 ona thing which I don't