Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1916-10-20

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ing and sanitation. The best machin-
cry was hardly good enough for the
mill, but the houses could rot and
! fall down, and the governor wouldn't
repair them. The children were ne
elected. the water front was filthy
Heavens. he called off our sins, all
right
I'm telling you this, "he said, be
cause it has been a sort of dream or
mine - but Well not talk ABOUT
dreams. Do YOU know that one day
when YOU were throwing dice lot
hundred dollars throw at the ciuo
one of the houses caved IN on the
river bank and killed woman
mo-" ,,
| ives. I'VE never told you. Ollie.
was born right here in Grayton. MY
| father and mother died in a typhoio
endemic. Contaminated water. on,
/ I know what the horrors are. There
were a lot of us. My brother 1eil
down once on broken staircase ana
broke his ankle. It's been weak ever
since"
ia never known anything about
him before. He had never talked
about himself. We blew out ure
lust then, and I had to change rim.
| 1 drew up beside the road and Martin
/ offered to help.
/ You'd better let me do it, sala:
you've got a bad arm, haven't you
! ITS a bit stiff, but l can use it,
He held it out to me and bent the
wrist gingerly. Swelling gone
down" he said.
J But he held out his left arm. and it
was the right one he had injured.
/ l must have looked queer. but he
was STOPPING over the tool oox ana olu
not notice it. I went behind the car
TO get the spare tire. and it gave me
a chance to pull myself together.
Then he hadn't hurt his arm 1t
was a trick, add you ever belleNe
! with all your might in somebody and
then lose your faith in minute? It's
/ horrible. It's terrifying.
! I could hear him getting out a
wrench and whistling thoughtfully as
worked with the straps that held the
tire. I'm not very quick. 1t takes my
mind little time to readjust itself.
/ But I knew I'd made no mistake
about the arm.
Then why? There was a reason.
| What was it?
with the tire he'd realized his mistake,
/ for he had the wrench in his left hand
and was working at the bolts awk-
wardly. He eyed me, too. but l man
aged TO keep my face vacant.
! Somehow or other I got the new
rim on, and we started off. I could
control my face, but 1 was afraid of
my voice. so l did not talk. and Mar
tin, too, said very little.
He had said he had hurt his arm.
and he had not. Perhaps he had not
wanted to play golf that afternoon.
But why had he not wanted to play
golf? The thing kept working around
in my head. Not because he wanted
to do anything else. He had gone
over the course with me.
Near the end of the trip he began
to talk. I'D warned Mr.. Hazeltine,'
he said. I had an odd idea that he
was talking to keep me from thinking.
The thing was of no practical value,
and ii was expensive. He was always
losing cameras and buying new lenses.
When he began with the wire it did
not strike me as dangerous. but later
on I warned him. He had promised
to wait until after midnight, but he's
old and as impatient as a child"
Why had he not wanted to play
golf?
THE trouble was with the new
wire. The old wire was better. This
new stuff kinked and every kink
meant break in a strong wind. II
snapped off like twine"
! Why had he not wanted to play
golf?
Knowing what I did, the sight of
that poor DEVILS throat pretty nearly
got me. And the woman, the office
cleaner-it was horrible. I felt re-
] sponsible, in a way. I tried to ease
my mind by sending some money next
day to the family, but the fact re-
I didn't"
! Why had he NOT wanted 70 pIav
golf?
Well, I wanted to get off by myself
and think, and I believe he was glad
TO get rid of me. He made some ex-
cuse about having his clubs done over
and left me. We'd come out there 10
talk things over, and the minute we
got there we separated
/ l went out on the links and sat on
a bunker. 1t was growing dusk, and
! there was no one about. | went over
all could remember of our trip there
and 1t didn't help much. We had
gone in his car, and he had stalled the
engine. When he started it the crank
slipped, and he had said he hurt his
arm. When he got to the club he
sent his things to his locker, and went
with me to the links. He had not been
out of my sight once.
There was the incident of the box
kite. Had that had anything to dc
Z with II! L thought it likely that il
was the one that had broken away
Not because l thought it mattered
/ but because l had to have sometime
to do, l walked over to the pit where
/ Id burned it. The ashes had blown
away, but there was still a piece OF
hne wire lying there. 1 picked II up
and followed it along the grass. There
must have been a hundred feet of il
sat down there and thought about
things. Where had Martin been al
the time of the hold-up at Boisseau's
he had been with me. We had gone
from the taxicab to the police station,
But-Just suppose that Martin knew
about the robbery, that he knew the
wire would break.
BUT what had that to do with his
not playing golf?
Step by step, sitting at the edge N
fthe SAND pit, went over what / knew
OF MS movements since the robbery