Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1915-01-09

lHeTe WIS luSo duOut luo
corpse not being publicly
shown for Identification. Some Of us
insisted. The sheriff gave in. The
coffin lid wasn't quarter Off when
Breed gave yell and clapped it on
again, and they took the body back to
his house and shut themselves in with
it for half an hour before they took it
to the hall again rather opined that
some one had changed bodies"
That's what made you 50 cussed
curious, was it, ADAM" barked the
sheriff
There was no exchange of bodies"
said Kent. But there was change
in the body itself"
what kind Of change" asked
Sedgwick.
Has it ever occurred to you to think
that after death the hair grows fastY
i've heard it said" said Lawyer
Balm, that It grows faster than in
life"
"And that it grows not only on the
head but on the face as well?"
The face! womans face" ex-
claimed Sedgwlck.
"No-u mans"
"What man"
"rhc man in the coffin
Have you lost your mind, Chct?
The body in the coffin was that Of the
woman who met me at the entrance to
the Nook
40. 1t was the body Of the man
who, dressed in woman's clothing, met
you at the Nook and knocked you
down with Il stone flung overland rs
not one woman in a thousand could
have thrown It, That, in itself ought
TO have suggested the secret to me
long before discovered It,"
"But how did you discover it?' in
guired Sedgwicli in bewiderment.
by the cut ON the cheek You see,
the sheriff had failed to roresee that
telImle beard. They bad the body
taken to the house aud did the best
they could That cut on the cheek was
Il razor cut, Having realized that
much, had to deal thencerorth with
the mystery Of dead man masquerad-
ing as a woman aud being abetted
| in the deception by the officers Of the
law
"Astraea man. broke in Preston
Jnx, his chin in spOsm mo wonder
she-he put up such fight Who
was hep
MY son, Wirrld Blair" sold Alex
ander Blair
"You see, Mrs. Blair" said Kent
very gently, ut isn't so bad as you
feared. There was no other woman In
the case, no disgrace, no shame. You
feel nothing but pity for an unhappy,
wrecked mind for which death was
the happiest refuge
But the mans voice" exclaimed
JaX, "The voice Of the man ON the
cliff"
"Wilfrld Bair's," said Kent "In the
final moment he came to himself At
last he resumed his voice. Up to then
he had been in voice, manner, thought,
purpose, unconscIously playing part" !"
"Astraeaw said Sedgwlck and JaX In
n breath
"ies, II was one Of those strange
mud complete assumptions Of person
nlIty which puzzle the ullenists VIII
frld Blnir's diseased mind had fasten-
ed upon the strange history Of his an-
cestress and brooded on Il until he be-
came convinced that her spirit was re-
incomatcd in himself. Undoubtedly
his striking likeness to the portrait OF
Camilla Grosvenor powerfully aided
the obsesslon."
1--WE thought It melancholla," said
Alexander Blair AS you say he had
been very sccrctlve, very silent too.
We kept GOnsctt Jim with him ns a
sort Of bodyguard"
~ must understand this all,'s said
Marjorie. "Wlfrld's body is where2"
'"ln Annalnku churchynrd"
"Ihen what is buried IN his
grave ot Hedgerow housn|
Nothing said Alexander Bliar.
"a mock funeral"
"My dear" said the mamie seemed
to have grown suddenly old under the
unspokcn nrruigilmrnt-"l could not
tell you what thought the truth. /
thought then that WufrId had encoun.
tered Mr.. Scdgwck md that that
thcre had been Il fight IN which he
was killed Rather than face the scan
dOl Of a murder trmt Il scandal IN
which the family name would have
been dragged through the mlre Of the
public prints again chose the part OF
deceit
"nut you mudc me believe that Mr.
Scdgwlck killed Wllrrldw she accused
81 believed II myself" he retorted
But what basis had you for sus
pectlng me Of the crimcG' cried Sedg
wick turning TO Marjorie Blair