South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1922-04-29

Etf is come. Ect is come. ia
tiste. waving his arms wildly. in
spite OF the STIFFNESS OF his heavy
mackinaw "Eet is come! I have
open eet-I can not wait. Eet say
we shall have the contract All. oui.
0ui, oui, ouii"
"Eet say five thousand dollars
cash. and the rest in a bond" came
enthusiastically, from Ba'tiste. "i5a'-
teese. he have the friend In Denver
who viii make the bond
But how about the machinery;
Wen need a hundred thousand dol
lar plant before were through. Ba' r.
tiste"
"Ah." The old French Canadians
jaw dropped. "Ba'teese have not
think Of that"
Tomorrow morning we take the
train 10 Denver, and from there I'll
go on 10 Boston. II, raise the
money some way"
They went on 10 Denver. there to
seek out the few friends Batiste pos
sessed TO argue one OF them into a
loan Of ten thousand dollars on the
land and trustworthy qualities which
formed the total Of Ba'tiste's re-
sources. TO gain from the other the
necessary bond 10 cover the contract
"a contract which Barry Houston
knew only too we'll might never be
fulfilled.
Came Chicago and the technical
ties of ironing out the final details OF
the contract. Then dealer in mill
3 ~ D. ina
Houston went onward toward BOs-
ton
He wandered the aisle of the
sleeper. entered the smoking COM
partment and slumped into a seat in
! a far corner. smoking in a detached
manner. often pulling on his cigar
long after lengthy minutes Of re-
Election had allowed its ashes 10 cool.
About him the usual conversation
ragged. With sudden interest, Hous-
ton forgot his own problems 10 lis
ten.
Speaking of gruesome things -
the talker had said. reminds me.
1 m doctor. former inferno in Bell
strand Hospital In New York.
They've a big room on the fifth
floor where somebody is always dis
, secting. One Sunday night I hap
pened TO look in and saw a man in
there, numbering another one with a
wooden mallet."
Numbering him ?" The doctor
| laughed.
We'll. I should have said. acting
out a murder. You can't very we'll
murder a dead man. The fellow he
was killing already was a corpse.
You mean"
Just what I'm saying Pretty
big doctors, I learned. all from Bos-
ton. They had taken a cadaver from
the refrigerator and stood it in a
certain position. Then the one man
had struck it on the head with the
mallet with all the force he could
summon Of course il knocked the
corpse down-Im telling you, il was
gruesome, even to an inferno! The
last I saw Of them, the doctors were
working with their microscopes
evidently TO see what effect the blow
had produced"
What was the idea?"
Never found out You see, OPP
I q
carrying out experiments and trying
10 keep the other fellow from know
ing what's going on"
"You-yoU don't know who the
men were?" Houston. forcing him.
self TO be casual. had asked the
question The young doctor shook
his head.
'No-except that they were from
Boston. suppose the other man
was a district attorney"
you never learned with what
murder case it was connected?"
No"
Pardon me for asking. IL
come from Boston and was trying to
recall such a case. You don't re-
member what time OF the year it
was or how long ago?'
Eyes. I do. It was in the summer.
along about two or two and half
years ago"
Houston slumped back into his
corner.
But once in his berth. the picture
continued to rise before him; of a
man killing another with a mallet.
Had It been worthington, the de-
termined, over-zealous district attor-
ney. who had struggled to send him
to the penitentiary for life? Yet
if that had been Worthington. II
those experts had found evidences
against him
Why had this damning evidence
not been used against him?
Continued I'm Our Monday Issue)