The Twin Falls times. [volume] (Twin Falls, Idaho) 1905-1916, 1915-08-20

WIN a meaning gesture the nat black
Ito Detective Blake had brought from
Richmond.
"Hush!" whispered the judges Wild
ow tensely. Come insidel' And she
led her strange guest within the por-
tails Of her home and up to the living
room.
Here Hagar without further word
| showed her the photographs of the
thumb prints left by the murderer in
DR.. Lees study and the photograph Of
the returned dishonored caea..;. with
the fatal inky thumb print OF Blair
Stanley resting against his signature,
as though he had attested to 1t.
II will get my son. He Is some
where about the houser' cried Mrs.
Judge Stanley. What is the price
you ask for your silence? l cannot
think you would come here except to
| bargain"
my price is an easy one." replied
Hagar. II ask that you and all your
| friends receive my daughter Esther
and myself In Fairfax. l have only
this to say: Deem me who you may,
my daughter Esther is Of as high birth
and blood as the proudest families Of
Fairfax
What you ask can be arranged,
feel sure said the judges widow, re-
gaining her cold composure. "Wait
here till find my son."
Mrs. Stanley bowed and hurried down
to the porch, where she called loudly
for Blair. thinking perhaps he was in
the garden or at the stable.
Meanwhile Blair in the ''Tory hiding
place" behind the chimney had heard
every word that had been uttered in
the room. In his hands he clutched Il
mass of bank notes. Thrusting them
in his pocket, he touched the spring
and pushed aside the swinging fire.
place noiselessly.
Hagar stood by the table, her back
to the fireplace, watching the door. In
her hands were the discriminating pho
tographs of the thumb prints OF Blair
Stanley.
As she turned at the sound Of Blair's
advance he struck her down with the
heavy iron poker, and she fell to the
floor as though lifeless, in crumpled
heap.
AS Blair stopped to seize the photo
graphs of his guilty thumb prints that
had fallen to the floor a CLEAN Of steel
on the table caught his eye. 1t was
the sheriff's handouts that Vivian
Marston had brought to the house with
her and left for Blair, as she said
mockingly. "as souvenir Of the white
knights leap
Hagar moaned and stirred. Blair
could hear his mother calling him in
the hallway now. He seized the hand
cuffs and clasped them on the unre-
sisting wrists of Hagar
Picking her up. he thrust her in the
'Tory's hiding place" and hastily
swung the wall back In position, leav-
ing the unconscious and manacled form
of Hagar imprisoned by the broken
open chest in the darkencd niche.
At this instant he heard his mother
on the threshold and turned and fed
with the photographs and the stolen
money by the door that led to the inner
rooms and was gone.
Far away colored boy, who had
been driving pig the day the gentle
folk OF Fairfax held their vaunted
tournament, is playing he is hunter
after eagles.
He has a wooden gun. this colorsd
boy who herds pigs while gentle white
folk ride to tournament and to chase
the fox, and with his wooden gun be
plays part in the destinies of those
concerned in this strange story.
For beneath a wayside tree be finds
handful of feathers. "Owls up dar!'
says the mimic hunter, and he drops
the rude wooden gun and climbs the
tree. An owl flies from its nest with
querulous screech.
That evening an obscure negro ur
chin, whose lot 1t Is that he must at
tend to swine. leans over a noisome
pen and bangles before an unapprecia
tive pig. gorging at his swill, the dia
mond from the skyl
Ito be contInued)