Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1920-11-23

horse. Il was somewhat bent I noticed
and one Of the ears was broken OF ono
the Ink we'll was empty. Our firs
thought was that Il had been thrown o.
some one. We hunted for an ink spol
On the carpet but the Ink being red and
the rug red IL was almost impossible r.
fnd Il.
We were about to give up our search
when Ethelbert came up the stairs. /,
was evident that he knew nothing oi
what had happened 30 one Of the fellows
volunteered TO tell him. he turned
deathly pale bot bresthed sigh OF 70
lief when he learned that Dorothes'l
wound was not fatal. he Was not ques.
toned a. to where he had been but II
being after two O'Clock in the morning
each one went silently his or her own
way. None Of us could hardly speak 60
grieved were We over Earle's death.
Ethelbert remained with me some
time after the rest had gone, to talk 0i
Dorothea / knew.
swell Barb aren't you going homer
he asked, though he knew I was not.
"No Bert, I'm going to watch beside
Dorothea tonight" I said. "She has
been bit deliri0us so the doctor has
said and we wish to clear up this mys-
terry as soon az We can and without too
much aid from the police. Ireally don't
understand 1t at ell, Dorothea had a
SS caliber revolver In her hand with two
shells gone which was evidently what
was used"
Ethelbert said nothing but drew one
exactly like It from his pocket with two
of the shells gone. / did not suspect
Bert any more than 1 did DOrothea,
truly did not yet this was all so strange.
BERT do not suspect you, you know,
but where were you when this hap
penedp" I asked him.
swell, I went out into the kitchen
and ran across the maid who was about
to freeze ice cream and l offered to help
her az Earle poor chap was dancing with
Dot and was not In the best of humor.
l just showed you this revolver to let
you see how strange 1t is that 1t hap
pened this way, but I suppose they will
suspect me-"
"Yes Bert" said, "something ought
to be done though and we've got to
CiooI up thtc myobCtys Won 6OOo-os6oe
and come tomorrow"
Bert went slowly away and I went in
to Dots room. The doctor was still
there and she was saying over and over
to herself, 30! why-did It have to be
him, why-did 1t have to be himP"
Soon Dorothea was quieted and went to
sleep, tried to also, but 1t was utterly
impossible with the vivid memory Of
the murder In my mind.
A few days went by and after Earle's
funeral Dot seemed better and We ven.
tured to ask her few questions. She
told us all that she knew, how she and
Earle were qusrreling and suddenly the
window opened and some one came In,
she thought 1t was Bert at the time but
since she Is determined that 1t was not
However he bad on Ethelbert's rain coat,
automobile cap and goggles. Without
saying q word he shot Earle, she quickly
picked up the ink we'll and threw 1t at
him and missed, most OF the ink going
on the rug. He then shot at Dorothea,
she fell and that was all she could tell
US. t.
All this time Earle's uncle was sick 10
U6o WIN Ou0 VI uouot Ooo oPohos
nothing was thought OF him until de.
tectives were summoned who searched
the whole house. They went into Mr..
Wells room and searching his closet
found suit spattered with red ink and
few cartridges In his pocket, the Ink
looked Suspicious, but somehow we
couldn't think Of him as being guilty.
In the evening, be seemed to grow
very III, q doctor was summoned and
said that Mr.. Wells would live only q
short time. In about an hour the doc.
tor came down stairs and told US that
he was dead and having confessed his
sin and repented, willed bis property to
Dorothea and Etheibert.
The following week they were mar
ried and came on ss far ss Chicago with
me ss their future home was to be there