Alma record. (Alma, Mich.) 1878-1928, 1915-01-28

I cellent work i'm the Montgomery case.
| Inspector RanscOmbe looked over his
list OF assignments for the day and
found nothing worth the time and skill
of his favorite man hunter
"You have day on. Mike he told
! the detective.
kearney rose. saluted and left head
/ quarters. \ man absolutely unappre-
! ciative Of the ordinary pleasures or
! life, he found himself at Il loss what
to do. There was only one thing worth
while on day on-his little Hat In
Oliver street. He made his way home.
He rang the bell i'm the vestibue. The
lock clicked and he entered.
Kearney mounted the stairs and
opened his mothers kitchen door with
out Knocking.
well. Mike" exclaimed Mrs. Kear-
ney in surprise. what brings you
home ut this time OF day"
II gotta day on" he told her. "Ye're
scrubbing the kitchen hure again.
When'll you be done
Pretty soon. Mike. You 20 in the
parlor and make yourself comfortable,
and III bring the beer and your pipe
He did as she babe him. and she fol
lowed. clearing of center table ana
placing his beer pipe and tobacco on IT,
He tried several chairs. They were
all stiffiy tufted-bought for "compa-
ny" He could adjust himself to none
of them comfortably. He returned to
the kitchen.
Gould We spread down some bagging
so can stay In here" he asked.
sure. lad" she replied from her
knees. I'm finished now
She made him comfortable in his old
chair by the window He was engag-
ed In balancing himself ut his favorite
angle when he noticed something black
on the end of the kitchen table.
What's that. old LADY," he asked
curiously.
The mothers face paled.
He reached over and picked 1t up
1t was tilmy and torn veil. Beneath
it was little black fan.
"She forgot them-Mrs Montgom-
cry" explained the mother taking the
] two articles from the hand OF her son.
The poor little woman. the poor little
woman
She hurried with them TO her bed
room which opened on the kitchen.
| When she returned aud began shaking
down the ashes ia TIE stove she sisnei.
Its terrible. Mike" she said. The
poor old mither is left ont in the world
TO starve or die OF broken heart.
Blessed Mother In Heaven. look after
her
Some OF the coZiness OF the room
seemed to leave il. Was there chill Ia
the air. or did he just imagine 1t: He
closed the window back OF him.
The evidence was all onr way" he
grunted. II didn't try him wasn't
the Judge or the jury didn't decide
whether he was guilty or innocent
That amt my job My job is to get
the evidence for the prosecution"
He tried 10 think OF something to
say that would turn the conversation
to some more agreeable subject but he
was a one idea man. and there was nc
fancy In him.
From the open door Of his mothers
bedroom came soft. ruiling sound.
Ii startled him.
whats that" he demanded.
ITS that divil of kitten. Mickey
she told him. ~ M
As II in answer Sap himself MRS
Kearneg's mouser rolled into the kitch
en-. slappiug and playing with black
object, the mourning fan Of Mrs. Mont
gomery.
kearney left his chair and went to
closet. taking down a rusty felt ha
and a raincoat.
II think I'll walk around To TIL Gal
street station FIR bit of gossip" III
said
"But I'll be- gettin' lunch f'r We pref
~ soon. Mike" she protested.
NAV; guess I'll eat out f'r
change" With grunt of goodby n
left the fiat