Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1916-05-26

was pinned with the most die. Us
grip known in the science ~ o~lhs
strangle hold vita the assajla ,oa''
wrist clamped below and behind =.
ear Average Jones lifted his ~. 1e
ana the name that came to his ne
was the name that had lurked s,I pS
consciously, in his heart, for davs
"Sylvial" he cried. "The e.,
floor! Comet" A
THE mirror" said Average ro,.
Push 1t aside. Pull it down "
With an effort of nervous strar..,
the girl lifted aside the big glass D.
hind 1t a hundred scarlet-bandad -
sects swarmed and seampered 'u'
unless my little detectives have :.
ceived me-" Jones SAID, "youu sas
the body in there
She CROPPED. and drew forth Io,u.
box. In it was packed the bodv ~
Peter Paul. There was a cord aboU.
the fat neck.
"Strangled" whispered the o,,,
Poor old doggie!" Then she wbiTIoS
upon che prcstrate man. lyon nm
derer!" she said very low.
IT'S not murder to put dvin.
brute out of the way" said the sbatan
man sullenly
But it's fraud. in this case" retor,
ed Average Jones. "A fraud of which
you're self-convicted. Get up"
There was no more fight in Jpdoo
oily" Ackroyd. He skunk to the stars
and limped heavily down to his fright.
ened and sobbing wife.
DO you mind my saying saia
Jones, that you are the bravest and
hnest human being I've met in
a-a-somewhat varied career?"
The girl shuddered. Il could bavo
stood it ALL" she said, but for tbosa
awful, crawling. red creatures"
Those?' said Average Jones "Wbv
they were my bloodhounds, my nttis
detectives"
And what are they?"
"Carrion beetles" said AVERAGE
Jones. Where the vultures OF the in.
sect kingdom are gathered together
there the quarry lies"
Sylvia Graham drew a long breath
I'm all right now" she pronounced
There's nothing left | suppose. INT
to leave this house. And to thank
you. How am ever to thank your
She lifted her eyes to his.
Never mind the thanks" said Az
erage Jones unevenly. 1T was MOTH
ing"
1t was-everything! 1t was won,
derfuii" cried the girl, and held out
her slender hands to him.
AS they clasped warmly upon his,
Average Jones reason lost its balance.
Bending over the little, clinging hands
he pressed his lips to them. Only for
a moment The hands slipped from his.
There was quick, frightened gasp,
and the girls face, all afiush with a
new, sweet fearfulness and wondering
confusion, vanished behind a ponder.
Gus swinging door
The young mans knees shook a lit.
tie as he walked forward and put lis
lips close to the Intel.
Sylvia
There was faint rustic from with.
in.
TIA sorry. I mean, I'm glad. Glad.
der than of anything I've ever done in
my life"
Silence from within.
Listen, there mustn't be any misuu.
derstanding about this, dear. If YOU
send for me, it must be because YOU
want me; knowing that, when l come,
shall come for you. Good-by, dear"
"Good-by." 1t was the merest whis.
per from behind the door.
Two days later he sat at his desk,
in a murk of woe. No word nor sign
had come to him from Miss Sylvia Ora
ham. He frowned heavily as Simpson
entered the inner sanctum with the
usual packet of clippings.
Leave them" he ordered.
Yes, sir" The confidential clerk
fingered, looking uncomfortable. Amy.
thing from yesterdays lot, sir?"
Haven't looked theIa over yet"
"Or day before's?"
Haven't taken those up either"
IF / might suggest, there's very
interesting advertisement in yester.
days paper repeated this morn
Il don't want to see it."
No, sir. But-but still-it it seems
TO have a strange reference to the
burial of the million-dollar dog, and
an invitation that thought"
Where is it? Give it to mel" For
once in his life, high pressure of ex-
citenent had blotted out Average
Jones' drawl. His employee thrust
into his hand this announcement from
the Banner of that morning:
DIED-AT 100 WEST SIXTEENTH
street, September IA, Peter Paul, a dog.
Tor many years the faithful and fond
companion of the late Amelia Van Hal
tern. Burial in accordance with the wish
and will Of Mrs. Van Haltern, at the fam
lily estate, Schuylkill, September II, at
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