New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1915-05-19

Uneasy apprehension.
AM afraid it was queer hodge
podge of clews and sentiment that
I poured out to Hunter, the de-
tective, when he came up late
that afternoon.
They're rotten clear through Hun
ter reflected. This administration is
worse than the last. and it was a
peach. There have been more suicides
than I could count on my two hands
in the last ten years. warn you
you'd be better out of this mess
''What do you think about the elev-
en- twenty-two?" l asked.
1T might be that many dollars or
the time train starts. or it might be
the eleventh and the twenty second
letters of the alphabet-k-
XIV" repeated. why that would
be the Latin cave-beware."
Hunter smiled cheerfully.
You'd better stick to the law, Mr..
Knox" he said from the door. I'VE
don't use Latin in the detective bust
ness"
P1attsburg was not the name Of the
capital, but it win do for this story.
The state doesn't matter either. We
will say that my home city is Man
chester. live with my married broth
er. his wife and two boys. Fred is
older than I am and he is an excep-
tional brother. On the day he came
home from his wedding trip I went
down with my traps on hanson in
accordance with prearranged sched-
ule. Fred and Edith met me inside the
door.
Here's your 1atchkey. jack Fred
said as he shook hands. "Only one
pulation-remember we are stran-
gers in the vicinity and try to get
home before the neighbors are up. We
have our regulations to think off,
There is no hour for breakfast"
Edith said as she kissed me. You
have a bath Of your own and don't
smoke in the drawing ROOM
Fred was always a lucky devil.
l had been there now for six years.
I had helped to raise two young Knox
es-bully youngsters. too (the oldest
one could use boxing gloves when he
was f0ur)-and the finest collie pup in
our end of the state. l wanted to raise
other things. The boys liked pets, but
Edith didn't care for animals.
On the day that Margery Fleming
came to me about her father l went
home in state Of mixed emotion.
Dinner was not quiet meal. Fred
and talked politics generally, and as
Fred was on one side and on the 9th
er there always was an argument on.
What about Fleming?'' asked at
last when Fred had declared that in
these days of corruption no matter
what the government was he was for
ninst" it. Hasn't he been frightened
into reform?"
BAD egg," he said. jabbing his pota-
to as If it had been politician, "and
there's no way to improve bad egg
except to hold your nose. That's what
the public is doing-holding it's nose"
Hasn't he a daughter?" l asked
casually.
"Yes-a lovely girl, too" Edith as
scented. 1T is his only redeeming quail
ity."
Fleming is rascal. daughter or no
daughter" Fred persisted. Ever since
be and bis gang got poor Butler into
trouble and then left him to kill him
self as the only way out l have felt
that there was something coming to all
OF them-Hansen, Schwartz and the
rest. saw Fleming on the street to-
day"
''Whatv' exclaimed. almost jump
ing out of my chair.
Fred surveyed me Quizzically
Hasn't he a daughter?'" he quot
ed. Yes, saw him, Jack, this very
day in an nnromantic four wheeler.
and be was swearing at policeman"
where was it ?''
/. Chestnut and Union. His cab had
been struck by car and badly dam.
aged. but the gentleman refused to get
out. No doubt you could get the de-
tails from the corner man."
Look here, Fred" said earnestly.
Keep that to yourself, will you? And
you too, Edith? It's queer story, and
I'll tell you some time
As we left the dining room Edith put
her hand on my. shoulder.
Don't get mixed up with those peo-
pie, Jack" she advised. "Margery's 4
dear girl. but her father practically
killed Henry Butler. and Henry Butler
married my cousin"
IS you needn't make It II family af-
fail" protested. II have only seen
the girl once
But Edith smiled. II know what
know she said. How extravagant
OF you TO send Bobby thar enormous
hobby horse!~ ..5 II
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