Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1916-02-27

a young man who was standing there with
young lady. The man he did not know. but
recognized the lady as Miss Hoyt. She got
l6 East sOth Street, which Niulrooney says
he knew to be Miss Hoyt's residence. AS
he was starting the car, Miss Hoyt, he says,
called out something to the young man about
policeman. but he did not catch the other
words. They went up Fifth Avenue: but
at Forty-ninth Street she told him to stop
at the next corner, and he stopped in front
Of the KensingtOn Hotel, and she got out
and paid her fare. He did not notice in
which direction she went afterward.
Asked how he happened to know Miss
Hoyt by sight. Mulrooney says she was
pointed out to him last Friday afternoon by
his sister, who Is employed as maid in
house opposite that of Miss Hoyt's in SOth
Street. He says he was standing at the SER
wants entrance, talking to his sister, when
Miss Hoyt came out and got into her ma
chine. She was dressed then exactly as she
was yesterday-in brown, with furs and a
black hat. His description Of the man with
her agrees with that of DR.. Rice.
As the corner of Fifth Avenue and Fiftieth
Street is the point where Miss Hoyt was
last seen before her disappearance, some sig
nif1cance would seem to attach to the fact
quiries made at the Kensington were without
results.
The thing that puzzled me, as laid
down the paper, was why the waitress
at the tea-room had not been to the police
with her story. Certainly she had more
to tell than either of the others. A plaus-
ible explanation was that she had gone
to Miss Hoyt's aunt or guardian, in the
hope of being paid for her information.
That would be like her, thought.
At five o'clock, the situation remain
ing unchanged, l telephoned to Miss
Hoyt's home and asked if she had re-
turned. She had not, nor had anything
been heard from her. As left the booth
ran into Tai. He looked all in.
"This things got me going, Dick. The
up to your room; want bath
There were other people on the elevator,
so nothing more was said until my door
was closed upon us. He started his bath
water, while ordered up coffee and food
for him. Turning from the telephone, l
found him standing beside me, feeling in
an inside pocket of his coat.
Exhibit A." he said, and handed me
small white book.
1t was an Episcopal prayer-book of
white leather, with purple ribbon markers.
On the fy-leaf, in woman's hand. was
the inscription: MARY, from Winifred,
Melbourne, October second"
who is Mary?' / asked.
mot sure YETI
"And Winifred?"
mo idea. I found that in the woods at
Riverton. Yes, l went back-had to:
the thing wouldn't let me rest. Open
where the ribbons are.
OPENED at the markers, and my eye
fell ON the large type heading: "The
Order for the Burial of the Dead" l
looked at him. He nodded grimly.
Il found the grave-walked right on it.
You see, l went along the wall, as we did
last night, and found the shade" Of that
window still down. The other shades
were up, but didn't see anybody about.
The kitchen must be on the other side,
and Higgs and his wife were probably
there. From that break in the hedge l
made my way into the woods, guessing
at the direction until found the prayer
book. That gave me straight line, which
followed to a clump of cedars. They had
covered the thing with leaves and stamped