Cheyenne record., 1915-06-24

mo one thought of using q magni-
tying glass on this" blurted out the
| sergeant. 'The marks made by the
knife were plain enough for all to see.
and that was all which seemed Inn
portant."
Mr.. Black said nothing; he was feel
Ing trifis cheap-something which
did not agree with his crusty nature.
Not having seen Mrs. Scoville for a
half-hour without her veil, her influ-
ence over him was on the wane. and
he began to regret that he had laid
himself open to this humiliation.
She saw that 1t would be left for her
| to wind up the interview and get out
of the place without arousing too
much much attention. With self
possession which astonished both men,
knowing her immense interest in this
matter. she laid down the stick. and.
with gentle shrug of her shoulders.
| remarked in an easy tone:
| We'll, it's curious! The ins and
outs of a crime, mean. Such a dis
covery ten years after the event Il
think you said ten years) is very In
teresting." Then she sighed: Alas!
it's too late to benefit the one whose
/ life it might have saved. Mr.. Black,
shall we be going? I have spent a
most entertaining quarter of an hour"
Mr.. Black glanced from her to the
sergeant before he joined her. Then.
with one Of his sour smiles directed to-
wards the former, he said:
| Il wouldn't be talking about this.
sergeant. It will do no good. and may
subject us to ridicula
The sergeant. none too we'll pleased,
nodded slightly. Seeing which. she
spoke up:
II don't know about that, I should
think it but proper reparation to the
dead to let 1t be known that his own
story of innocence has received this
late confirmation"
But the lawyer continued to shake
his head, with a very sharp look at the
sergeant. II he could have his way
he would have this matter stop just
where it was.
"This is my daughter, Judge Os-
trander; Reuther, this is the judge
The introduction took place at the
outer gates whittier the Judge had
gone to receive them.
Reuther threw aside her veil and
looked up into the face bent courte-
ously towards her. 1t had no look of
Oliver. They were fine eyes notwith-
standing, piercing by nature, but just
now misty with feeling that took
away all her fear. He was going to
like her; she saw it in every trembling
line Of his countenance, and at the
thought smile rose to her lips.
With courteous gesture he invited
them in, but stopping to lock one gate
before leading them through the 9TH
er, Mrs. Scoville had time to observe
that since her last visit with it's ac-
companying inroad of the populace,
the two openings which at this point
gave access to the walk between the
fences had been closed up with boards
so rude and dingy that they must have
come from some old lumber pile in at
! tic or cellar.
The Judge detected her looking at
them.
Il have cut of my nightly prom
enade." said he. with youth in the
house, more cheerful habits must pre-
vail. Tomorrow shall have my lawn
cut, and II must walk after sundown
will walk there"
| The two women exchanged giances
Perhaps their gloomy anticipations
were not going to be realized.
But once within the house, the judge
showed embarrassment.
II have few comforts to offer," said
he, opening door at his right and
then hastily closing 1t again. "This
part of the house is, as you see, com
pletely dismantled and not-very
clean. But you shall have carte
blanche to arrange to your liking one
of these rooms for your sitting room
and parlor. There is furniture in the
attic and you may buy freely what
ever else is necessary. I don't want
to discourage little Reuther. AS fol
your bedrooms" He stopped
hemmed little and flushed a vivic
red as he. pointed up the dingy flight
of uncarpeted stairs towards which he
led them. "They are above; but it Is
with shame I admit that l have not
gone above this floor for many years
Consequently, don't know how II
looks up there or whether you car
even find towels and things. Have
counted too much on your Rood ma