The Press., 1915-09-01

studies. At any rate. the home school
 work began again, and Miss Ashworth
 seemed much improved at having some
 thing to do. There were various opin-
 ions as to the position in which she
 stood. but no one knew anything about
 it. Gradually it came to be doubted if,
 after all. she were guilty. though her
 collapse had indicated that she was.
 The servants. except the butler, sym
 pathized with her. He differed from
 them concerning her, and when they
 called him hard hearted he became in- dignant and gave up his situation.
 The Forsythe murder case gradually dropped from public notice and came to be considered one of the murder
 mysteries that would never be solved.
 If the widow had not been rich the
 loss of her jewels would have made
 great difference to her. for. while
 her husbands had been of little val ue. hers were worth fortune in themselves. But she made no con- plaint against the police for not hunt ing down her husbands murderer. But perhaps this was because she was assured that the detective bureau that had been given the case was still hope full.
 One morning man passed out of the lobby of a London hotel and stood without the entrance as if not know ing what to do with himself. He was fine looking. we'll dressed. and the only indication that he was not to the man. ner born was that he was chewing toothpick. Presently he strolled down the street. As he passed window of the lobby q man arose from his seat. went out and followed him.
 The first of these two persons turned into stockholders office. walked to the tape. looked at the quotations and asked how Americans" were selling. Being informed that they were higher. he gave an order to sell. While wait ing for report of the sale he took a seat. rested his elbows on the arms of his chair with his hands touching be- fore him so as to display handsome pair of sleeve buttons. They had been made in the east and were unique.
 The man who had followed this spec ulator turned into the brokers office Deuluu ullii dnu uo" toon poSAIAoh before him.
 You sport handsome pair of sleeve buttons, sir.''
 The speculator looked up. started and turned pale.
 "One of those buttons,' continued the speaker. twas made in Persia, the other in London. But it is an imper- foo kah jc hot
 He took from his vest pocket a sleeve button which to an eye unskill- ed in jewelry would have matched the other two and held it up before the others face. But not for long. Re turning it to his pocket. he pulled out a pair of handcuffs, and before the speculator could decide what to do they were on his wrists.
 "These bracelets are of steel, but they will serve a useful purpose even if not 
 Ten days after this episode the for mer butler of the Forsythes was lodged in jail in America. One of the sleeve buttons he had worn when arrested was proved to have belonged to the murdered man, the one produced by who had arrested him, was shown to be its mate. while the third was pronounced by experts an imper- feet copy. Mosely had pawned Mrs. Forsythe's jewels and with the money had speculated. making profit. Con- there were sufficient funds with which to redeem the jewelry.
 Hawkins plan was this: As soon as he confronted the group of servants at the Forsythes the morning after the murder his experienced eye fixed upon the butler as the murderer. In order to deceive Mosely as to his suspicion he pretended to Miss Ashworth that he had fixed upon her and had arranged with Mir. Withers for his opportune an- of the loss of Mrs. For sythe's jewels. which resulted in the governess' collapse. As soon as she re- yived he relieved her of all suspicion, | her not to let it be known that | she had been exonerated. He had | tracked Mosely to London and learned | before arresting him as to his circum- stances and where the property was he had stolen.
 Mrs. Forsythe had suffered so much | from the tragedy that she would have | preferred that Mosely go free. but in | this the state differed from her. and | he met his just deserts.
 There is another story that grew out | of this one which should be told sep | arately. Mir. Hawkins never forgave | himself for the strain he had put upon | Miss Ashworth and did everything in | his power to atone for it. Indeed. he | decided to spend his life doing so.