The Tomahawk. [volume] (White Earth, Becker County, Minn.) 1903-192?, 1916-04-27

mad been working swiftly.
HE chained himself, explained
Jones, "for excellent reasons. AS
there is no regular trade in these
things, l figured that he probably
bought it from some juggler whose
performance had given him the idea.
&c." continued Jones, producing
specimen of his advertisements in the
theatrical publications, II set out to
find what professional had sold a
prop to an amateur. found the sale
had been made at Barsfield, O., late
in November of last year, by Slip
perry Sam,' termed The Elusive Ed
wardes.' On November % of last
year Mr.. Harvey M. Greene of Rich
mond, Va, was registered at the prin-
cipal, in fact, the only decent hotel,
at Barsfeld. I wrote to him and here
he u.s."
"Yes; but where is my necklace?'
cried Mrs. Hale.
ION my word of honor, madam,
know nothing of your necklace" as
serted Greene, with painful contrac'
ton of his features. If this gentle
man can throw any more light
II think I can,9 said Average Jones.
do you remember Of that nights
events after you broke off the bedpost
and left your room-the meeting with
guest who questioned you in the
hall, for example?"
Nothing. Not thing until awoke
and found myself on the t1re-escape."
"Awoke?" cried Kirby. Were you
asleep all the time?"
Certainly. I'm confirmed sleep
walker of the worst type. That's why
1 go under an alias. That's why got
the trick handcuff chain and chained
myself up with it, until found it
drove me fighting crazy in my sleep
when l couldn't break away. That's
why I slept in my dressing gown that
night at the Denton. There YVES a
red ligh: in the hall outside, and any
light particularly colored one, Is
likely to set me going. l probably
dreamed 1 was escaping from loco
motive-that's a common delusion of
mine-and sought refuge in the first
door that was open"
'sWait a minute" said Average
Jones. "You-er-say that you are
er-peculiarly susceptible to-er-
colored light"
Eyes,"
Mrs. Hale, was the table on which
the necklace lay in line with any light
outsider
II think probably with the direct
ray of an electric globe shining
through the farther window"
"Then, Mr.. Greene" said Average
Jones, "the CLINT of the f1re-blue stones
undoubtedly caught your eye. You
seized on the necklace and carried 1t
out on the fire-escape balcony, where
the cool air or the milk-driver's hail
awakened you. Have you no recollec'
ton of seeing such a thing?"
mot the faintest, unhappily."
''Then he must have dropped It to
the ground below, said Kirby -ssss-
II don't think so,' controversies
Jones slowly "Mr. Greene must have
been clinging to it tenaciously when
it swung and caught against the rail-
ing, stripping off the three end stones.
If the whole necklace had dropped it
would have broken up fine, and more
than three stones would have returned
to us in reply to the advertisements.
And in that case, too, the chances
against the end stones alone return
ing, out of all the thirty-six, are too
unlikely to be considered. No, the
fire-blue necklace never fell to the
ground"
1T certainly didn't remain or the
balcony" said Kirby. ut would have
been discovered there"
"Quite So" assented Average Jones'
Were getting at it by the process OF
exclusion. The necklace didn't fall.
1t didn't stay. Therefore?'-he looked
inquiringly at Mrs. Hale.
1T returned" she said quickly.
with Mr.. Greene" added Average
Jones.
II tell you," cried that gentleman.
vehemently. Il haven't set eyes on
the wretched thing"
Agreed" returned Average Jones;
(which doesn't at all affect the point
l WISH u uldh0. 1Ou uldy ToCdlAS !MI.
Greene, that in my message I asked
you to pack your suitcase exactly az
it was when you left the hotel with it
on the morning of August T."
1--WE done so with the exception Of
the conjurer's chain, of course"
Including the dressing gown you
had on, that night, I assume. Have
you worn it since?"
"No. It hung in my closet until
yesterday, when l folded it to pack.
You see, 1--we had to give up the
road on account of my unhappy fail
ing"
"Then permit me-" Average Jones
stopped to the dress-suit case, drew
out the garment and thrust his hand
into it's one pocket. He turned to Mrs.
Hale.
would you-er-mind-er-
over a bit?' he said.