Every evening, Wilmington daily commercial., 1922-08-31

The story thus far:
The Honorahlc Ronald Adair. second
son of tho Earl Of Maynooth, WAS
found murdered one night in the house
whsrr he lived with his mother and
s.s,~r, He had hrcn playing whist that
afternoon with MIR. Murray, MIR. John
Hardy and Colonel Moran. He had lost
. little, hut few days before he and
Colonel Moran, ~ partners, had won
over four hundred pounds. So his
loses could not have troubled him.
He went to front. sccond.hoor sit
ting room ut ten o'clock. When his
mother and sister returned about an
hour later they found the door locked.
ON getting no return they had It broken
in and found HIM shot dead by an
expanding revolver bullet. There
wns NO revolver in the room. A hre
Was burning and window was open,
hu, a bed Of crocurcs under the win
dow wac undls,urbcd. On the table
we're some money and some papers on
which tho young man had apparently
been figuring his losses or gains AZ
cards DIR, Watson made familiar with
the methods Of sherlock Homes, fol-
lows the case and tines 70 reason II
cut as his old friend would have done,
In the evening he went 20 look at the
house. In the crowd about him he
noticed n rlain-clothcs man and an
awkward old fellow with some books
under his arm, who was quite put out
when Watson ios,lcd him.
Later in the evening the old book
seller came TO 500 him, throw of his
d,ssuise, and revealed himself ~ Sher-
lock Holmes Watson tainted from
surprise and Joy, for the last he had
known Of Holmes hc had disappeared
in Switzerland over prccipicc with
his enemy Moriarty. Holmes explained
that he had never gone over the preci-
p,cc, but had climbed up the clih to
a ledge.
Then seeing above him friend Of
Nioriarty who tried 20 kill him by
dropping n stone on him, Holmes fed
through the mountains and escaped,
always afraid of Moriarty's friend,
who knew he was living. That was
three wears before. lie had returned
10 London when he heard of the Adalr
murder. lie and Watson went out and
entered the back a an empty house
opposite Holmes room in Baker street.
TODAl'S lNSTN.MENT.
crcpt forward and looked across
ut the familiar window. As my eyes
fell upon u, | gave n gasp and cry o
Hmascment. The blind was down, and &
strong light was burning in the room
The shadow Of a man who was seated in
chair within was thrown IN hard
black outline upon the luminous screer
of the window. There WIS no mistak
Ing the poisc Of the head, the square
ncse Of the shoulders the sharpness o
the features. The face was turned
hslf-round, and the effect was that o
one of those black silhoue,tos which
our grandparents loved 90 frame. /
was n perfect reproduction Of Holmes
so amazed was I that | threw out m,
hand 20 make sure that the man him
seli WAS standing beside me He Wa
Quivcring with silent laughter.
"Wcll7" said he
Good Heavens cried. 1t is mar
Vicious"
~ trust TIA, age does no. wither no
custom stale my infinite variety" sal
hc. and ! recognized in his voice th
10Y and pride which the artist takes i
his own creation. at really is rattle
like me, Is " not9"
Il should be prepared TO swear tina
IL vas you"
"Thc cred, Of the execution is du
- Monsieur Oscar Meunier, az Gre
noble, who spent some days in doinl
the moulding u is a bus, IN wax. tn
rect arranged myself during my Wis
90 Baker street this afternoon"
"But why?'
Because, my dear Watson, had th
stronrcs, possible reason for wishin
certain people 20 think that ] wa
there when was really elsewhere. "
And YOU thought the rooms wer
watched"
Il knew that they were watched"
"By whom?'
by old enemies, Watson. BY ii
charming society whose leader hes
the Reichcnhach Fall. You must n
member tina, they knew, and only the
knew, that ] Was still alive. Soon,
or later they believed that ! shoul
come back 20 my rooms. They watche
them continuously, and this mornir
they saw me arrive
How do YOU know
Because ! recognized their sentin
when ! glanced out Of my window. i
u . harmless enough fellow, Parker b
name, garroter by trade, and r
markahle performer upon the Jew
harp. ! cared nothing for him. But
cared great deal for the much mo
formidable person who was behir
him, the bosom friend Of Moriarty, u
man who dropped the rocks over Il
cliE, the most cunning and dangerol
criminal in London. That is the ms
who Is after me tonight, Watson. al
that is the man who is quite unawa
that We are after him"
My friends plans were gradually r
vealing themselves. From this co
von,cn, retreat the watchers were b
ing watched and the trackers tracke
Ths, angular shadow up Wonder W
the bait. and We were the hunters.
silence we stood together in the darkne: