Every evening, Wilmington daily commercial. (Wilmington, Del.) 1878-1928, 1922-11-01
TODAY'S INSTALMENT.

Sherlock Holmes lace showed that he
WAS thoroughly taken aback by this new
development. =.
al must admit both your points"
said he. IL confess that this note
book, which did not appear at the
inquest, modihes any views which |
may have formed. | had come to n
theory Of the crime in which can find
no place for this. Have you endeavored
to trace any of the securities here men
tioned7"
Inquiries are now being made at
the offices, but ] fear that the com
plete register of the stockholders OF
these South American concerns is
in South America, and that some
weeks must elapse before we can trace
the shares"
Holmes had been examining the
cover of the notebook with his magni
flying lens,
Surely there i. some discoloration
here" said he.
Eyes, sir, it is blood-stain. told
YOU that | picked the book off the
floor"
WAS the blood-stain above or be-
low7"
VII lllt Slut IthA itt bNsthNs
(Which proves of course, that the
book was dropped after the crime was
committedp
Exactly, Mr.. Holmes. ! appreciated
that point, and coniectured that it was
dropped by the murderer in his hurried
fight. 1t lay near the door"
IL suppose that none of these Sc
curities have been found among the
property of the dead mani"
mo, sir"
Have you any reason to suspect
robbery?'
"No, sir. Nothing seemed to have
been touched"
Dear me, it is certainly very
interesting case. Then there was Q
knife, was there not2''
- sheath knife, still in its sheath
II lay at the feet of the dead man
Mrs. Carey has identified it as being
her husbands property"
Holmes was lost in thought for some
time.
Well" said he at last IL sup
pose ! shall have to come out and have
look at it."
Stanley Hopkins gave a cry of Joy.
ldiih NOu, Oh. b1t MtAAg 1ANiNtN
be a weight off my mind"
Holmes shook his finger at the in
spector.
1T would have been On easier tasb
week ago." said he. ''But even now
my visit may not be entirely fruitless
Watson, Il you can spare the time,
should be very glad of your company
II you will call four-wheeler, Hopkins
We shall be ready to start for Foresf
Row in quarter OF an hour
Alighting at the small wayside station
We drove for some miles through the re
mains of widespread woods, which wer,
once part of that great forest which 70
20 long held the Saxon invaders at bay
the impenetrable "weald," for sixty
years the bulwark of Britain. Vast sec
tons of it have been cleared, for this
the seat of the first iron-works Of tn
country, and the trees have been felle,
70 smell the ore. Now the richer fields O
the North have absorbed the trade, ant
nothing save these ravaged groves ant
great scars in the earth show the wor
of the past. Here, IN a clearing upo
the green slope of hill, stood Ions
low, stone house, approached by cury
ing drive running through the field:
Nearer the road, and surrounded o
three sides by bushes, was small out
house, one window and the door facin
in our direction. 1t was the scene of tn
murder
Stanley Hopkins led us first to tn
house, where he introduced us to
haggard gray-haired women, the wido'
of the murdered man, whose gaunt an
deep-lined face, with the furtive look c
terror in the depths OF her red-rimme
eyes told of the years Of hardship an
ill-usage which she had endured
With her was her daughter a pale, fail
haired girl, whose eyes blazed dehantl
at us she told US that she was glad tha
her father was dead, and that she blesse