Clearwater Republican. [volume] (Orofino, Idaho) 1912-1922, 1919-05-16

Suddenly the hand that held the pen |
dropped. sound, indescribable, came
from him, and with slight gush of |
blood from q bulet-wound in the right !
temple, he fell overhead.
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.
swell get him. You go--you two ]
must do what I 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.
1--WE can't let this wait" said.
1.-THE police must be notified"
"Yes-the police" said Simmons In
a bewildered manner. Ibid you hear
the shot, sir?"
mo"
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.
It did not take us long to tell the
story-what we had to tell.
The police officer in charge showed
the eagerness characteristic Of the
sleuth.
| l told how the son had asked his "a
ther to shake hands. How he had
been ordered from the house. And how
he had taken something from the cab
met and thrust 1t in his pocket.
ITS 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.
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 a way out Of Triv.
orion that night. At half-past seven
in the morning Miss Redbagh received
q. Telegram.
Dear Edna:
Mile and l reached Baldwin at
three this morning. borrowed your
horse, and we drove over. l am send
ing the horse back In care Of man
from the hotel here. Don't mind about
the will. am going to work.
Lovingly,
DONALD"
'Baldwin-three in the morning.
said the police officer In charge of the
investigation. eff that's true. he new
er fired that shot,"
"Who did," / asked helplessly.
. 1--WE must verify the telegram first
Now thoroughly determined to know
, the end of it, accompanied two de
, tectives to Baldwin.
: At the hotel we learned that Don
aid Redbagh and his wife did arriv
there twenty miles away at tire
| o'clock that morning. The shot tina
killed his father had been fired a
half-past one.
3 1.-THE girl-was she In sympath
with her brotherY asked the detet
tive.
eyes," l said hesitatingly; "but sh
never shot her father. The will wa
all in her favor"
Back we went to Trivorton. TIL
9 doctor had probed for the bullet.
"You thought young Redbagh too
a revolver" he said. This is a riff
l. ball. We heard no shot. 1t was a
: accident. am convinced that no mu
+ der was committed. And since tn
a man is dead, am ready to admit thu
|. q great injustice was prevented. Dol
IL aid married poor girl, and Redbae
was always a-well-he's dead"
In a small town like Trivorton sue
case becomes the main topic of Co
% versation. Sleepless, was In the p
lice station ut about five that san
y, afternoon, when boy came in. whit
= face, frightened. and carrying und
= his arm small rifle.
It'll give myself up, ne sald.
:, think I shot Mr.. Redbagh, although
didn't mean to do SO. was out nft
rabbits. It's fun on bright, moo
light night. My dog had scared
&c several, and guess | got to shootil
= wild. DO you think I'll have to so
prison?
II Everybody breathed sigh Of reli'
n The chief of police looked Mt me :
r. culinrly
PHI "Redbagh was about gone, wasl
he2" he asked.
IN "He couldn't have lived through I
ny night"
as "The girl Is true to her brother?'
MS Eyes, and Donald to her."
whats your nameT asked
III chief of the frightened boy.
on "Tom Wynert"
s''rhe Doctors son?'
nd "Yes. sir. My father was with
out hn Z