Polk County news. [volume] (Benton, Tenn.) 191?-1983, 1919-03-06

Suddenly the hand that held the PEI
dropped. A sound, understandable. came
from him, and with a slight gush 81
blood from a bullet-wOund in the righ
temple. he fell Over-dead.
The doctor stared at me.
Through the window" he said.
He bent himself to the task Of hold
ing back the end. 1t was useless.
His son." said the physician.
Wen get him. You gO-you two.
must do what can"
The butler and | raced like two
maniacs from the room and out intO
the crisp night air.
He is not here. sir" said the thin
old fellow.
I'VE can't let this watt" said.
The police must be notified"
"Yes-the police" said Simmons in
a bewildered manner. Did you hear
the shot, sir?"
NO"
This was the first thought that had
struck me. ! had heard no shot.
We went out through the iron gate
| and raced like two madmen along the
street. The butler knew the way
had not yet learned enough of Triv-
orion to be sure where to find the po-
lice
1t did not take us long to tell the
story-vhat we had to tell.
The police officer in charge showed
the eagerness characteristic of the
sleuth
l told how the son had asked his IA
Their to shake hands. How he had
been ordered from the house. And how
he had taken something from the cab
met and thrust it in his pocket.
ITS a clear enough case" said the
officer. "He must have been watch
ing at the window, and fired just as
the old man was about to sign the will.
Wen have him. There is no way out
of Trivorton before six in the morn
ing"
All the available force was at once
put on the case.
l followed with a frenzied sort of |
fascination all the movements of the |
police.
Miss Redbagh by this time had been |
aroused, and sat, dry-eyed and half
stunned, at the bedside of her father.
There had been way out of Triv-
orton that night. At half-past seven
in the morning Miss Redbagh received
a telegram.
Dear Edna:
Mile and I reached Baldwin at
three this morning. l borrowed your
horse, and we drove over. | am send
from the hotel here Don't mind about
the will. l am going to work.
Lovingly
DONALD"
"Baldwin-three in the morning."
said the police officer in charge of the
eff that's true, he new
er fired that shot"
"Who did?" / asked helpleSsly.
I'VE must verify the telegram first"
Now thoroughly determined to know
he end of it, accompanied two de-
ectives to Baldwin.
At the hotel we learned that Don
I'D Redbagh and his wife did arrive
here Twenty miles away at three
o'clock that morning The shot that
Tiled his father had been fired at
one.
1.-THE girl-was she in sympathy
With her brother?" asked the detec-
i've.
Yes" 1 said hesitatingly; "but she ,
ever shot her father. The will was /
Il in her favor" Il
Back we went to Trivorton. The Il"
octor had probed for the bullet
"You thought young Redbagh took :
revolver" he said This is a rife "
ALL We heard no shot. 1t was an .
ccident. am convinced that no muir
er was committed. And since the
ian is dead, am ready to admit that !.
great injustice was prevented. DON
Id married a poor girl, and Redbagh =,
as always a-well-hes dead"
In a small town like TrivOrton such =
case becomes the main topic of con-
arsation. SleeplesS, was in the po- :,
&c station at about five that same :,
'ternoon, when a boy came in, white =.
zee. frightened, and carrying under :,
s arm a small rifle. IL
"I'll give myself up" he said. II
ink shot Mr. Redbagh, although !
dn't mean to do so. was out after
bbits. It's fun on a bright, NOON =.
,ht night. My dog had scared up .,
veral, and ! guess I got to shooting -
Id. Do you think I'll have TO go to ~
ison?
Everybody breathed sigh of relief. ~
lie chief of police looked at me Pc -
liarly. -
'Redbagh was about gone. wasn't ~
2" he asked.
HE couldn't have lived through the 20 ="
yht."
''The girl Is true to her brother" -,
yes, and Donald to her"
what's your name?" asked the
lief of the frightened boy.
Tom Wynert." IN,
trrhn Unntnr'c son 80