Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1916-03-23

whose feet and hands fitted those
marks.
Like myself, he had witnessed the
truth of Dual's methods, and, as in
my own case, it was Dual's wonderful
force back of him which was now
urging him on; though l knew that
he did not know it as / did.
AS the servants back vanished in
to the hall johnson turned to me.
"Now, is there anything else we
were to do?" he asked.
| nodded and / smiled. Even at
that time it struck me as rather odd
to have this member of the city de-
ective bureau asking me what he
should do next. Nevertheless, did
not hesitate about my reply.
"Dual said he wanted us to get hold
of the will and be able to produce it
when it was wanted"
"Mallet put it back in the drawer"
said Johnson. GAIL we got to do is
take it out, guess"
He drew out the drawer and lifted
the document from it, tossing it up
on the desk.
81 wonder why Mallet didn't take it
with him, seeing that he's the major
heir?"
l shook my head.
"Maybe he meant to come back
after it later.He knows he can trust
the Porters, and probably didn't want
to appear too anxious about it this
morning. Pm going to look at the
thing again"
/ opened it out and spread it upon
the desk, pushing back some loose pa
pers to make more room for it, and
then l paused, for under the papers
there was spot.
1t was nearly circular and slightly
raised, higher in the middle than on
the edges, and dead chalky white.
1t wasn't very large-not bigger in
circumference than a large pea-but
on the black surface of the mission
desk it showed in glaring contrast.
l put out my finger and touched it.
1t felt dry and yet brittle to the touch.
"See here, Johnson" l exclaimed,
"what do you suppose this is?"
He bent down and eyed it, put out
his finger and felt it, and finally rails
ed his head.
at looks like a flake of starch" he
declared.
Take your penknife and scrape it
off and add it to the collection, what
ever it is" l suggested. "We'll let
Dual take squint at it, anyway.
Get it off without breaking, if you
cam"
johnson attacked it with the small
blade of his knife and, working gently,
succeeded in scaling it off the wood
Then he slid it upon piece of paper
and folded it up with exceeding care.
That done we once more turned to
the will, and l spread it out on the
desk.
Together we read it over, but there
seemed nothing in it which could give
us a further clue, which shows how
person may look right at a thing
and still never see it.
1t almost seems at times to carry
out the claims of those people who
allege that nothing exists save
thought, and that what we see is only
what we think we see, and isn't there
at all.
Just as was on the point of folding
up the will and slipping it into my
pocket the light, striking across it,
revealed something | had overlooked.
| spread it out again. and got out
the glass and focused it on that part
of the page where the light had
struck. Then saw it palmer, and |
let out yell.
For. close to the end of the line in
which the word George appeared,
there was the dim, almost impercep-
title outline of finger print!
| gave the glass to Johnson and
pointed to the spot. He bent and
peered at it as | had done.
"Do you see it?" | asked in some
excitement.
He nodded and laid down the glass.
"It's there" he said almost in awe.
"If / ever get into case like this
again, where make so many blamed
blunders in the same length of time
Pm going to cut the game and go to
driving milk-cart. The whole
trouble was the thing looked so darn
ed simple that it had me hypnotized
just went to sleep and let anybody
tell me anything was true. Well
at all events, this justifies us in TAX
ing the will along as evidence. Hand
it over, son."
"But Dual wants it," made pro
test.