The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1915-07-09

steps q q disreputably dllapedated
house and climbed three 61ghts Of
stairs to the top story. where hs lifted
4 key to the door Of tho back room
and entered. carefully closing and lock
Ing the door behind him. A moment
later the gaslight Jared from the
match he had struck and showed the
desolate wall paper. threadbare carpet.
thin. hummocky bed. rickety table.
chairs and washstand. The whole air
VI the place was repellent. worse than
poverty stricken.
Only two things In the room tended
IN any wise to contradict the general
impression of squalor. On the wabbly
table stood a typewriter; to me wall a
telephone vas attached. 1t was the
typewriter that irst engaged Andrews
attention. The machine was small,
very serviceable, but of a cheaper sort.
In which the printing was done from
a type wheel having three bands Of
characters. This wheel was readily
detachable. and now the operators first
are was to remove It from its shaft
and to bestOw 1t In a pocket Of his
coat. From a pasteboard box beneath
the table he procured another type
wheel, n that had been used.
and adjusted this to its place on the
machine. Then he inserted a sheet Of
an ordinary cheap typewriter paper
and proceeded to write in the forefin-
ger manner Of the novice a letter. And
lie wrote with entire frankness. un.
afraid lest the missive betray him-his
precautions were too carefully taken.
The greatest expert In machines
would be unable to trace the peculiari-
ties Of a type used only on this single
occasion. which would thereafter. with
its fellow already in his pocket. be cast
into the waters Of the North river. So
Andrew wrote freely. venting In words
the hate that lared hot in his heart,
barring his lust for revenge with brutal
viruIence. for he wrote to Cortland
Wainwright. district attorney.
When he had finished writing An.
drew went to the telephone and called
a number. The connection was made
quickly.
you recognize the voice?" he ask
ed softly and very distinctly. "Well.
then. you know the place. Come at
n c There is work to be done. Yes.
for the Master Mind"
While he waited the coming Of the
one thus summoned Andrew took from
his pocket a tiny mirror and a pencil
and put a few lines to his face. which
completely altered his expression.
With the visor Of the cap drawn low
over his brows be felt that his dis.
guise was sufficient for the occasion.
He smiled a little grimly as he thought
Of what would be the visitors amaze
ment could the man but know that this
messenger for the Master Mind here
in the sQualid room was In very truth
the Master Mind himself.
On the morning following the SEN
fencing Of Henry Allen, DR.. Forbes.
the eminent alienist, whose sanatorium
for the mentally diseased was famous
throughout the civilized world, sat at
breakfast with his friend. Cortland
Wainwright. in that gentleman's rath-
er sumptuOus bachelor apartment In
upper Madison avenue. The host. with
the informality Of long intimacy. per-
mitted himself during pauses in a de-
sultory conversation to glance over the
letters stacked beside his plate. Pres
emily he became so absorbed in one Of
these as not to hear a question put to
him by the physician. who, mildly as
tonished by this lack Of attention on
the others part. looked up from his
Omelet to learn the aus At the
same moment Wainwright uttered ar
ejaculation Of disgust.
"Now, this sort of thing has gone far
enoughr' he exclaimed wrathfully. His
eyes flashed.
whats the matter, Cortland"
Forbes questioned alphabetically.
There was q professional soothing
quality in his voice. Somebody else
after your scalp, l suppose"
Wainwright nodded s0mberly.
EYES," he admitted: "a new one, and
the worst yet, which is saying a good
deal. Just listen to this letter, DOCTOR"
The district attorney Strengthened out
the sheet Of paper and proceeded to
read the following communication
aloud with indignant emphasis:
Cortland Wainwright. Esq. District At
torney. New York City:
Sir-In spite Of my previous letters to
you. in spite Of all my arguments. my
prayers. my threats. you ave chosen to
go ahead with your prosecution of Henry
Allen, In whose behalf I have 50 tried to
intercede with you. You have succeeded
in you efforts to destroy an innocent boy:
He was right to kill the man who came
by stealth into his home to betray his
honor. In his just rage over the first dis
covery Of the shame put on him by such
black treachery he shot the villain and
killed him. You might well ave done the
same in like case. And because he did
that, the natural, the human, manly
thing. he is to die at the hands of the
law-thanks to you.
Without YOU vicious bitterness in press
ing the accusation against him. he would