Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-02-17

an didn't get away with It.. For
knew that the man who was aimin, to
gun me was the same one that had
killed Uncle James. He'd got to worryin'
for fear was followin too hot a trail y
| Ibid you recognize him?" Jack said.
mot right then. ! was too busy
! duckin' for cover. Safety first was my,
motto right then. No. when :! first had
time to figure OH who could be the
gentleman that was SO eager to make
me among those absent. ! rather laid
second on my list Of suspects. The tcl.
+ 'ow had seerchlight an he flashed 1t
on me. could see above II bandanna
handkerchief over the face. I'd seen
bo ndon nna like It in Hull's hands. But
l had to eliminate Hull. The gunman
on the stairs had small, neat feet. no
larger than a woman's. Hulls feet are
well, sizable.'
They were. Huge was not too much
to cali them. As q dozen eyes focused
on his boots the fat man drew them
back Of the rungs Of his chair. This at'
tention to personal details Of his con :
| formation was embarrassing. .,
"Those small feet stick in my mino,
Kirby went ON. Couldn't seem to ge!
rid Of the idea. They put james out
of consideration, unless, OF course; NJ
reasonable @ to me. I'll tell the truth. I
Thought of Mrs. Hull dressed as u man-
an then I thought Of Shibo.' a.,
Had you suspected him before:
This from Olson.
"Not of tho. murders. ! had learned
that he Rad seen the Hulls come from
nv uncle's rooms un' had kept quiet;
Hill admitted that he had been forced
70 ,bribe him. I tackled Shibo with 1t
NM threatened to tell the police:
Evidently he became frightened an,
tried 10 murder me. got note MAXIM
an appointment at the denmark bu.u-
ing at eleven in the night. IbG writer
promised to tell me who killed my
uncle. I took a chance ~ "en.; went,
The cattlcman turned TO Mrs. lIu,. a..
please?"
The gaunt, tight Tipped woman rose.
as thouSh. she had been called on at
school to rccite. II wrote the note,
she said. "Shibo made me. didn, t
know he meant to kill Mr.. Lane. lie
said he'd tell everything II didn't .
She sat down. She had finished her
w "So I began to focus on shibo. He
might BE- playin' q lone hand. or ne
might be q tool of my cousin James.
"A detective hired BY me saw him MI
leave James Office. That didn't t no.
solutely settle the point. HS misn!!
have seen somethin' an be blacKmaiiih
him, too. That was the way, OF II,
wasn't it?" He turned pointblank to
YES" the broker said. "He had US
r,.htNrst only me. but Jack and Phyl.
lis too. couldn't let him drag her
into it, The day you saw Inc with the
strained tendon had been with him and
uorikawa in the apartment next TO the
one Uncle James rented. We quar-
relied. I got furious and caught Shibo
by the throat to shake the little scoun'
drel. He gave my arm some kind OF
iuiutsu twist. lie was at me every
dny, lie never let up. lie meant to
bleed me heavily. We couldn't come
to terms. l hated to yield to him.
"And did you? ;,
~ promised him on answer soon;
"No doubt he came today thihkh
he was goin' to get it, Kirby went
back to the previous question. Next
tinpe l saw Shibo took look at his
feet. lie was wearin a pair o shoes
that looked to me mighty like those
worn by the man that ambushed me.
They didn't have any cap pieces across
the toes. I'd noticed that even while
he was shoptin' Mt me. 1t struck me
that it would be a good idea to look
over his quarters In the basement: Shibo
has one human weakness. He's a
deyotee Of the moving pictures. Nearly
every night he takes In u show on Curtis
street. The chief lent me n man, an
last night we went through his room
at the Paradox. We found there a
fashlight, bandanna handkerchief
with holes cut in it for the eyes, an
in the mattress $1,000 in big bills. We
left them where we found them. for
we didn't want to alarm Shibo.'
The janitor looked at him without
emotion. "You plenty devil man, he
said.
I'VE hadn't proved .yet that Shibo
was goin' 1t alone" Kirby went on,
''Some one might be usln' him rs n
tool. Horikawa's confession clears that
up
Kirby handed TO the Chief of Police
the sheets of paper found in the apart
ment where the valet was killed. At
tached to these by clip was the trans.
lation. The chief read this last aloud.
Horikawa, according to the cOnfes.
sion, had been in Cunningham's rooms
sponging and pressing n suit OF clothes
when tho promoter came home on the
afternoon OF the day Of his death.
Through a half open door he had seen
his master open his pocketbook and
count a big roll Of bills. The figures
on the outside one showed that 1t was
a treasury note for $50. The valet had
told Shibo later. and they had talked it
over. but with no thought In Horikawa S
mind of robbery.
He was helping Shibo fix a window
screen at the end of the hall that eve
ming when they saw the Hulls come out
Of Cunningham's apartment.
Something furtivc in their manner
struck the Wallets attention. 1t was in
the line of his duties TO drop In AMI
ask whather the promoters clothes
needed any attention for the next day.
He discovered after hc was in the liv-
ing room that Shibo was at his heels.
They found Cunningham trussed up to
a chair in the smaller room. He was
unconscious, evidently from blow in
the head.
The first impulse of Horikawa had
been to free him and carry him to the
bedroom. But Shibo interfered. lie
flushed his hand into the pocket of the
smoking. Jacket and drew out pocket
book. 1t bulgcd with bills. In two
sentences Shibo skctchcd plar of op-
crations. They would steal the money
and lay the blame for It on the Hulls;;
Cunningham's own testimony would
convict the fat man aud his wife. The
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