Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1917-03-12

had IL speak slowly. " was ai coUld
do to form the words.
..Welcomc. of course. Lets see; I've got
to run across the street for II minute. If
anyone comes IN. II be- right back. You
can mind the shop"
Nh grin must have been CHASTITY, but he
didn't notice.
.'Surer' said he. Take your time"
ran out.
The police station isn't 4 block distant.
IIardyburg J. quite a city. and we've got
good men on the force.
The chief il u friend OF mine lie was
there.
Rick" ga-ped cxcitedly, you rcmem-
ber the Sparkling murder
He nodded.
"Yes. mysterious killing. We never trac-
ga that fellow. The reward good yet. His
relatives never withdrew IL. Back mum
Der. now. Why"
1--we got him. | whispered, lover IN
the shop. He suspects nothing. Hes the
chap without "A shadow of doubt
! "I1l take a look" he answered unmo-
tionallv. ''Take a man along, too. You're
off, probably, hut ~trang things happen"
Entering quietly, | hung back. There
might be shooting.
The stranger looked mp.
%'llulIo. Rick he exclaimed. 'tlad ~
&c YOU. Who told You ! was IN town.
.Well. Flip Morgan. ! thought | saw
your back going in here a while ago.
You've got to have dinner with me-"
Ilc pushed hi arm forward.
Carson wants "a meet you.' ~ sand.
"Onc of my best and great admirer oi
yours. Mr.. Morgan. Carson
Then he turned ON me scowling.
you blamed goat. he mutterrd under
his breath that man j. \ creek detective
Heckcr', Agency. Go OF and die
"lle killed Linu, Sparling,' ] whispered
back. beside myself with disappointment.
"IIe'- got the scar. IIc fit the dc~crip-
tiun-he-"
'Shut upr' The chief elbowed me into
the corner. You crazy fool. BE quiet
now"
II intended ~ catch the noon train. hut
there ~ one III three o'clock. That will
do a. well. T. II grub time al the house!
| want to see Mr.. Rick. She always likes
10 re- back 10 those district school days.
50 "a l.. Rather a dull subject for you,
though. Old man."
II like IL hear you." the chief griuncd.
Come ont'
But Morgan paused, curicu~ly gazing at
me.
"What wa, that You said. barber" he
asked pleasantly. did ! hear YOU mention
the old Sparkling easel"
ooh. sort of in Joke" quavcred. com
nletely di~armed. I'll tell the truth. Of
course didn't know who YOU were. II
that ~. YOU answered Il description once
read"
And brought Rick Grm~haw over!" He
lauuhtrd heartily. IL MI right. Rick. It'll
ten your wife"
The chief gave Il d~i~gu~tcd grunt.
''Whai about me ?" inquired The detective.
smiling. 1--we u dim recollection of that
murder. DO resemble the suspect. 'and
how Honestly. may turn thi~ 4" az
count. III have the mans description IN
ny own person. it, worth knowing. Go
ahead. friend; YOU won't hurt my feelings"
WAIT | said. and fetched my scrap
book.
"By Jovc. Rick" exclaimed Morgan.
reading. 'Li~ten Ia this, II ! couldn't
prove an alibi You might make q doodle.
/ Scarf haven't any scar. Still. that
isn't NJ r.Ioh account. The rest An mighty
good"
You have \ scar: that what started
me" | said timidly.
"Whcrel SHOW me"
| touched hi head.
GIVE ne a hand glass Backed ~ the
mirror and examined the thing.
Again he carefully read the description.
"Funny." said he. closing the hook.
"IIcrc'~ ny card Mr.. Barber. You ought
~ ~ one VT a.. Better luck next time.
murder will ont. YOU know"
After shaking my hand cordially. he
winkcd AT the chief and then AT me.
''One important thing You've overlook
cd. NV remarked -%olcmnly.
stared.
What that!"
your money" laughed Morgan.
- had.
al heard N en- 80 chatting town the
stairs. flung the ~craphook acro~ the
room.
I'm stuck with my own pa~tcr was my
angry exclamation. 'fhc chief will never
lct ne hear the last ot this"
But \ month later. when read IN 4
mornin. PAPER that Morgan had shot him
self rein-tatcd my ~craphook.
Temporary insanity induced hy in~om-
MA" the account stated.