Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1924-07-11
THE SHADOW ON THE GLASS

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Not even q knife, no watch aha n,
money at all. Just why this M.
I could not see. Then anoth.s
thought struck me, what about N.
package that the chief said n.
young man had when he left n.
house. True, the chances vers II.
had disposed OF II before he cana -
the shore. But asked the clS,s
who stood outside the door II he h,s
seen any package In the yopcs
mans hands when no passed him -
his way to the bathhouse.
To my surprise. the clerk said NJ
had seen a package, but what II Wa
he did not know. 1t was wrapusa
in a newspaper, q large sonar.
package, which he carried under N.
arm. More puzzled, turned aaa
swept the bathhouse with nv
glance. There was nothing there J,
I knew, yet 1t seemed very ou..s
II he had the package with him wAss
he came to the bathhouse. wher..
could II have gone? Naturally \.
would not carry 1t with him I'M.
the sea. But 1t was gone, and Win.
a shrug OF my shoulders. l thanks
the clerk ana went back to the car
On the ride back to the house /
ran over in my mind what I haSJ
discovered. The more l thought - 1
It, the stranger 1t seemed to n !
There was no doubt Of the cry "a, n
help, there seemd little doubt M.
young man had lost his life bsfors
aid had come. 1t was rather odd N.
clothes contained no personal thinrs
and above all the fact that IN
package was missing. One wo,As
have expected to have found soma.
thing in the clothes. a bit of money \
a letter or two and the like, m,
there had been nothing and n \
seemed strange. 81 ~
hartley was waiting for me when
I reached the house, appearing M,
fore I could get out OF the car. H.I
told me to drive around to ths
hotel and climbed into The seat BE-:
side me. As we drove along, I iola
him of what I had discovered. Rsl
listened without word. though
ed around his lips. But he saNd
nothing till we reached the hotel
Then, as we climbed from the cal.
he simply replied:
well, Pelt we will 60 into that
later"
l wondered why We had returned
to the hotel, but followed him to the
desk. He asked the clerk II Judge
Kingsland was in. The clerk Was
not sure, but called up the room,
returned to tell US that the Juds.
was out in the sun parlor.
We went out on the great veranda
which Is one OF the charms OF the
hotel, where for many miles one |
could get a view OF the sea and on
clear days pick up Block Island
twenty miles away. Today. how.
ever, the sea was dark and sulleni
under the rain that was now fall. /
ing. The glass enclosed sun parlor,
was at the end Of the veranda,
There were only three people sit
ting there, two of them women, but
over in an easy chair. reading a.
newspaper. was the Judge. His
face was the type one sees 90 often
among our judges smooth shaver,
with snowy hair. He seemed sixty
at least. When BARLEY stopped by
his side and spoke TO him. he looked
at us as II wondering who we were
Barley. told him hts name. and IN.
a few words, OF the death of the
man whose guest he had been the
night before. II was a rather start.
ing bit = OF information and tho,
Judges face expressed his surppN
and horror. For a moment II segk
ed as II he did not believe 1t, but
after a look at the grim expression
on Bartley's face. he put down dis,
paper and motioned for us to tah'
two chairs near by. He asked no3
questions. but waited for BARLEY 10
tell why he wished to see him.
Judge" he said. both Of us
were friends Of Mr.. Rice. both loved
him."
The Judge nodded. his keen eyes
never leaving Bartley's face, but he
said nothing.
Barley continued. IT understand
you were one of the guests OF Mr..
Rice last evening at the club and
that later you went to his house
yes" replied the Judge. slowly
II was. but there was really only
small party of us. There was Rice
himself Judge Henderson OF Florida,
Bishop Work, Henderson BILLINGS
the book dealer, and myself--all old
friends Of many years standing"
I half smiled at the answer. IL
was rather q distinguished list. all
men well known in various walks OF
life. II BARLEY expected that any
OF these men knew anything about
the murder. he would be disappoint-
ed. A newborn babe might Just as
well be suspected.
As II reading my thought. BARLEY
smiled at me, then asked:-"Judge.
why did you go to Rice's house aitef
your dinner7"
The Judge was thoughtful a mo-
ment, then half smiled: ST.
that was a combination OF eircuIn-
stances. To start with. he had sug'
gested we should drink toast 70
Els daughter. Naturally the iacs
that I am Judge of the Suprems
Court, OF Georgia, and my friend
Judge Landerson a judge OF ine
Federal Court. made 1t impossiDIe
for US to do. that publicly at ns
club. And then" he half smiled,
there was our good friend ths
Bishop to consider. Mr.. Rice oid
have something In his locker at tne
club and joked q bit about serving
Us. But nothing came OF II ~.
though Il as half presumed tnas
later we would 90 to the house
BARLEY gave him q quick glanGss
end said shrewdIy:- "What do
cause you 70 got"
The Judge smiled again. gee,
Mr.. BARLEY. why It Is you stand 30
high In your profession. There was
q little disagreeable incident tna'
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