Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1918-07-05

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different name. But he was right, and
the man was the same"
yes. l know" said Heffy; but
but shoes"
"Hah!" Laredo cut in. us II not
true that there is a Bertillon record of
the various brands OF shoes? 1t was
a matter / had overlooked
IF there is Dual has copy of it.
you may be assured" l responded.
"Senor Laredo, my friend never makes
statement he does not feel able TO
support"
Osborne nodded. HE is analytic
to a degree"
Zone moment" Semi addressed the
guide. He paused and waited until
we came up. Another one of the
prints" he observed. IF you will
notice it was going toward the pile of
rocks, not from it, and-yes. here to
one side is another track-no, two
pointed lin the same direction, but
made by different sort of shoe-one
with a cracked sole. worn by per-
son who walked flat-footed, as shown
by slight dragging in the outline.
The wearer had an almost shuffling
gait"
Charley for thousand then!" ex-
claimed Heffy on the instant. THE
Teller hated shoes, went barefoot or
in -moccasins mostly; but he always
wore shoes If he came up to the
hotel"
LAS he did last night" said Dual.
"Well, then" Heffy concluded, "he
was able to walk when he went to
them rocks, all right. This other
wouldn't belong to the professor,
would it. Mr.. Dual?"
NO." Semi responded. "The pro-
fessor was English and wore an Eng
lsh shoe, as / noticed this morning
in the card room. You are right,
however, in thinking the other made
by Charley. If you'll look at his
shoes on our return you'll see that
the right has broken sole. The
print which shows it here is that of
a right shoe also"
He motioned Bill to go on.
"Then," declared Heffy, either he
walked by here alone or with the
party maxim this other track. Say
you don't think he could have been
walkin' with the guy what croaked
him?"
Dual turned his head quickly.
"Why not?" he said.
Before he was croaked?" Heffy
was growing incoherent.
Naturally" said Semi, and follow
ed Bill.
He led us quite to the edge of the
lip, where he stopped and pointed to
blurred, dragging mark in the soil
"a sickening thing, which showed
where some object had slipped over
and gone hurting downward into
that dreadful abyss where the mist of
distance swung between US and the
writing river so far below.
Gle Just happened to light on the
ledge down there" he remarked.
pointing over. Il reckon whoever
showed him off thought he would 60
all the way. 1t was meant, all right"
Semi went quite to the edge short
way beyond the telltale drag on the
brink, got down and peered. over. In
fact, We all looked down to where a
narrow ledge had caught the body and
SO stayed its plunge into the terrible
depths.
Bill began dilating on the recovery
as we looked. Il had 'em tie me to a
rope, an slid down an tied the body
fast. Then they hauled him up an
let tn rope down again for me. Tell
you that there ledge is shivery place
TO stand on at night, all right"
Dual came back to the dragging
mark, which showed where Wingarde
had been thrust off.
He moved slowly about it, search
Ing as / fancied, for more of the
slender footprints. And he found
them. We all crowded close as he
pointed them out, partly smudged by
the later walking over the spot, but
yet discernible to a trained eye which
knew in advance for what it was
searching. One pair OF them pointed
directly toward the brim of the canon.
and were printed deeper at the toe, as
though the full weight of the maker
had been thrown on the forward part
of his feet-and they were directly
back of that point where the sugges-
tive sliding mark showed on the edge.
/ looked at Semi. "He laid the
body down and showed it off by push
ing against it," / suggested. THAT
would explain the pressure on the toes
of his shoes, l should think"
He nodded.
Exactly, Gordon. We may picture
the murderer bending and forcing his
victim over the edge. He expected
the body to drop to the river, and
either sink to the bottom or be car
ried far down and so removed as an
accusing object. The chance ledge
and the concealing darkness betrayed
his plan without his knowing II had
happened"
glanced at Laredo. He was
standing not far from the edge, and
drawing his feet slowly backward and