New Britain herald., 1922-03-25

to escape from the calaboosc," "Oh. you're welcome to what you think" said the district attorney. But just for the sake of argument. how do you know that Slike didn't l kill Tuckleton?"
 "nccause tho initialed butcher knife Slikc took with him from Miss Wal tons was still on him when he was caught"
 There must have been two l knives."
 There were two knives, but only one belonged to Miss Walton Rale you gave out that Miss Walton her self had killed Tnckleton because you l had planned ahead that she was the one you were going to hang the mur- ] der on. And why did you have it planned ahead? Because you killed ITucltleton yourself"
 The district attorney sat perfectly still. His eyes stole toward the bed room door. What on earth was the matter with Jack Murray? Why didn't he shoot?
 "I don't know why you killed him" went on the ineXorable voice, but you did. I've found out that carly last spring you went to Natf Sam son and borrowed his hnrdwafe cata- log ] sent telegram to the supply house getting ont this catalog, and their answer stated that you had or dered from them hack in February, a butcher knife, paying for 1t in stamps. They gave the catalog num- Der of this butcher knife, and the catalog number is the same number as that Of the butcher knife with which Tuckleton was killed. You cut IT, w. on the handle Of this knife, rusted it little and ground it some. and then you-Rale, you rat. I've got you right where you can't even wrig- Igle."
 Billy leaned across the table to en- |rhasize what he was saying, heard a slight sound in the bedroom and promptly blew out the lamp. With q heave of one arm he slammed the table over on the district attorney. The latter, taking tht table to his |bosom, went over backward together with the chair he sat in and wal lowed on the floor,
 Both guns exploded simultaneous lily. What happened next has never been clear in Bily's mind. He only knows that his head rang like a struck bell at the shot. and burning powder grains stung his ear and neck. He fired blind. voice above his head cried aloud on the name of God, a hot and sweaty body collapsed upon him. and he dragged himself out from under precisely in time to glimpse the district attorney who having torn open the door into the hall, was sil- houetted for an instant against the dim radiance emanating from the Kitchen.
 Billy hunched his right shoulder took snapshot and drove an accu- rate bullet through the right leg of the district attorney.
 He's comin around" said Shot gun Shillman. Now he'll be a in- valid nuisance for while, like Rale.
 What's Jack trying to do?" Riley |Tyler asked. Here take that out of your mouth"
 It was Billy who reached Jack Mur- ray first. He snatched the wadded ball of paper from Jack before he could close his teeth over it. Billy smoothed out the crumpled wad. It appeared to be letter and a promissory note
 Billy read:
 Judge Hiram Donelson,
 Hillsville, ......-.
 Dear Sir: The man who killed Rafe Tuckleton is the county prosecutor Arthur Rale. Rale owed Tuckleton five thousand dollars on note and couldn't pay it. Rafe wanted his money. Early in the evening on the day he was killed. Tuckleton came to Rale's house where l was at the time, and demanded payment He brought the note with him. Rale refused and they quarreled. Tuckleton had been drinking. Before Tuckleton left he satd he was going to the Walton ranch. After he left, Rale told me he had planned some time ago to kill TuclIleton and get the note back al the first opportunity. This looked |like good opportunity Rale showed