New Britain herald., 1921-07-21


gish Santee river.
Furness had builded on the Santee
"a stanch. handsome little four
room cabin, equipped with all con-
Veniences, and there he had gone
with his man-servant. But either
nc went too early in the fall, when
the fetid heat of the swamps was
still on them; or too late when the
clear. bracing fall weather had de-
generated into the first nasty sting
ing rains of winter, because when he
returned to Berkeley City his friend,
the physician, ordered him to- Denver.
And in Denver Furness had been
for the past six or seven years; his
home on Highland circle still unoc-
| upied and the cabin on the San
tee river vacant.
Carroll, Forrest and Furness had
been friends. and from the owner
Stanford Forrest had received en-
thusiastic and Geographic permission
to use the Santee river cabin-Fur-
ness lodge-as honeymoon spot.
On the night of October s Stanford
Forrest and his bride, accompanied
by one Robert Carter. servant in the
Forrest household for some 20 years,
entrained for the South
On the seventh they reached
Charleston and on October 9 they de-
parted for Karnak in a delirium of
happiness as was attested by letter
received that morning from Stanford
| "a somewhat saccharine letter writ
| ten on the stationery Of the Charles
ton hotel and containing a postscript
in Mary's firm, round hand. Less
| than half an hour after the letter.
| had come the telegram announcing
Macy's death and Stanford's arrest
In connection with it.
| The doorbell rang sharply, and,
Freda, CAROLS maid -all-work, led
Sullivan into the dining-room, and,
at a nod from Carroll, left the two
men alone.
| Sullivan knew by single glance
rupt his superior's entire cosmic
scheme. Without word of explana-
ton Carroll showed the telegram
across to him.
II suppose you see how it affects
me, Jim?"
Yes. chief You know I'm sorry
you can leave Immediately with
me? This morning."
/ Certainly"
The sleepy little town Of Karnak
had been pared from it's lethargy by
the murder at Furness lodge.
/ Such business as there was re-
manned at a standstill for the two.
days following the startling dis
closures. The second evening prev
lious Stanford Forrest had driven into
Karnak in his car, Robert Carter.
sober-faced and steady, at the wheel.
In the tonneau sat a stricken man
with the body of a woman in his
arms
The woman was his bride of three
days. She had been murdered, so!
the story ran, with an ice pick. And
they had arrived only that morning
from Charleston en- route to their
honeymoon home on the Santee.
1t had been dark on the night of
the ninth when Forrest drove into
Karnak, and had asked direction to
the home of the sheriff, John Potter.
To the steady-eyed sheriff, the BRIDE
groom's story had been told. Tom
Hanford, county coroner, had been
sum moned and had taken the body
in charge. Then the sheriff person
ally escorted Stanford Forrest to the
little brick building at the rear of
the courthouse.
The inquest, held at noon OF the
tenth, was mere fcrmality. The
groom refused to say anything.
The findings of the jury had been
a foregone conclusion. Stanford For
rest was accused Of the murder OF
his wife and bound over to the grand
jury without bond. Then he had
, gone back to his cell. Robert Car
ter had been released, but he hung
. around the Jail like bounded ami
j NAL.
/ The eleventh of October was as
!: clear and bright and pleasant as only
a perfect October day in South Car
Dina can be.
Karnak has a population Of less
than 800, but there were more than
500 persons grouped near the depot
when David Carroll alighted; drawn
there by the magic of the under
ground telegraph of gossip. First
sight of Carroll brought a sigh Of
disappointment. They had expected
to see a great detective and instead
they saw two boys, one bit round
and pink-faced; the other obviously
, even younger, though taller, broader
and with flashing black eyes and
crinkly raven hair. ..
1t remained to Mart Farnam tc
put an end to the conjecture over
which was which. He crossed to the
depot where the two men stood un-
) certainly beside their suitcases, and
: Carroll raised his eyes to those of the
native. 1t was Mart Farnam who
} spoke first, and he addressed jim
Sullivan: You amt Mr.. David Car
. roll-are you?"
Sullivan shook his head. No.
amt"
Then you be?'' He turned to Car.
roll.
Eyes, I'm David Carroll. What car
I do for your"
Nawthin'-naWthin You dc
look pow'ful young
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