The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1919-05-22

THIS mar and l inteao 10 continue
on my way tomorrow morning"
"Well. l guess not. You got to stay
here It'll we are satisfied that you
don't know anything about this bust.
ness. That's ALL"
Am | to consider myself under ar.
rest, sirf"
II wouldn't 60 So far Ms 10 say that.
You just stick around here. that's all
I got to say. II you're all right. we'll
soon find II out. What's more. If YOU
are all right you'll be willin' 10 stay.
Do you get meG'
Il certainly do. And I can now as
sure you, Mr.. Sheriff. that I'd like
nothing better Than TO stick around
here, as you put II. I'd like to help
clear this matter up. In the mean.
time, you may readily find out who
am and why | Am here by telegraph
ing 10 the mayor OF New York CITY.
This document, which experience has
taught me to carry for just such an
emergency MS this, nay nave some
weight with you" He opened his bill
folder and drew forth a neatly creased
sheet of paper. Read IT, please, and
note the date, the signature. the Off
cial seal Of the New York police de-
partment, and also the rather interest
ing silver print pasted In the lower
left hand corner. l think you will
agree that Ii Is a good likeness Of me.
Each year / take the %precaution OF
having myself certified by the police
department at home before venturing
into unknown and perhaps unfriendly
communities"
Yes said the sheriff obviously {:
"but how do | know II amt n forgery?"
You don't know, of course. But in
case ii shouldn't be a forgery and |
am subjected To the ~indignity Of ar
rest or even detention. you would have
a nasty time defending yourself in a
civil suit for damages. I shall remain
here. as you suggest, but only for the
purpose Of aiding you in getting to
the bottom Of this affair"
Standing on Jim Coniey's front
porch Il little after sunrise, Barnes
made the following declaration:
Everything goes to show that these
men were up here for one of two rea-
sons. They were either trying to pre-
vent or to enact a crime. The latter is
my belief. They were afraid of me.
Why? Because they believed 1 was
trailing them and likely to spoil their
game. Gentlemen, those fellows were
here for the purpose of robbing the
place you call Green Fancy"
whats that?" came a rich, mellow
voice from the outskirts of the crowd.
A man pushed his way through and
confronted Barnes. He was a tall,
good-looking fellow of thirty-fve, and
Ii was apparent that he had dressed in
haste. My name is O'Dowd, and I am
g guest Of Mr.. Curtis at Green Fancy.
Why do you think they meant to rob
his placer"
wei" began Barnes dryly, ut
would seem that his place is the only
one in the neighbOrhood that would
bear robbinZ. Ny name is Barnes. OF
course Mr.. ODowd, IL is mere specu-
lati0n on my part"
Pint who shot the MANI" demanded
the IriShman. "He certainly wasn't
winged by anyone from our place.
Why, Lord love you, sir, there isn't a
soul al Green Fancy who could shoot
q thief If he saw one This is Mr.. De
Soto, also n guest at Green Fancy. He
will, l think. bear me out in upsetting
your theory"
A second man approached, shaking
his head vigorously. He was a thin,
pale man with a singularly scholastic
face. Quite an unprepOssessing, I'M
sanguinary person, thought Barnes.
"Mr. Curtis chauffeur, l think 1t
was, said the killing occurred just
above this house," said he, visibly ex-
cited. "Green Fancy is at least a mile
from here, isn't. 1t? You don't shoot
burglars a mile from the place they
are planning to rob, do your"
"Tll admit it's a bit out Of reason"
said Barnes. 1.-THE second man could
only have been shot by some M who
was lying in wait for him"
"Bedad." said O'Dowd. at beats the
devil. There's something big in this