The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-01-29

don't know, but evidently with s0mc-
| thing very similar to = sandbag-
That is, if he, was struck hard enough
to do any damage. At any rate
there is no abrasion, such ss proba-.
bly, would have been caused by q.
blow on the head with . club or q
hard weapon
"You think, then. that ne was muir
dered" Jimmy hung on the coro-
ner's next words.
II don't know anything. I think It
possible. but we'll have to have an
autopsy to sec what caused his
DEATH"
A strange young fellow had en-
tered the room. Evidently . re-
quietly with the police sergeant,
pausing now and then to jot down .
word or two on some twice-folded
sheets Of rough paper. He stepped
over to Jimmy.
"Sorry. Mr.. Rand, but will you
supply me with your fathers age and
the number of children he had!
think I've got most OF the details
from the police"
"Hc was fifty-fivc," answered jim
my wcarily. ''He had q wife and
two children, my sister Janet and
myself" ).
trouble you." He turned 10 IN = coro-
ncr. "W,hat is it, Coroner, sui tide !"
"It's murder" interrupted J.mrpy
grimly. HE seized the reporter by
the arm. "Younl write nothing ab ua,t
suicide until you learn the coroneS's
verdict"
soho! You seem pretty sure. Well.
I'll stick around while. guess
What's your idea of what took place ?"
my idea" replied Jimmy. us that
my father was lured to this hotel.
room under some false pretensc.
probably by some telephone call to
his office. Anyway, we can check
up tomorrow and find out what time
he left the department store.
II think that the man who regis
tered as H. A. Jones Of New York
was in this room waiting for my
father to come. When father did
! arrive. he was barely seated before
he was struck on the head and
knocked unconscious. You noticed
that his ovcrcoat is still on him.
That is sufficient indication that ne
was not in the room very long. or, at
; least, that he was on his way out
when he was struck.
"Thcn whoever hit him turned on
the gas, shut the window if it wasn't
already closed. and walked out, lock-
ing the door behind him."
"And how about the handkcr-
chicf?" asked the reporter.
II cant account for it, I'll admit"
"Don't you think it is at least an
! indication that woman was in this
room, ut least for while ?
"Not necessarily" put in the cor0-
ncr. who had been listening to Jim
my with considerable interest. "NOt
necessarily. A man could have
planted it here, you know. Besides.
it was found in plain view right on
that dresser, and you have to pass
the dresser to get to the door. 1t
+, seems to me it would be q pretty
hard thing to miss. even BY some
one who was ir hurry. However.
we're all shooting in the dark. III
have to take the body TO the morguc."
! The reporter spoke to the police
sergeant. "Mind If I take q poke
around the room. Sarge?"
"Oh. go ahead, Howard. You're
blamed nuisance. but 60 ahead"
spection of the dresser and then the
that its almost impos siblc FOR . MUIR
dercr to avoid leaving some kind of
clcw."
! He seized the bedding and threw it
back, Earring the bedstead violently
!. as he did so. As the bed moved.
Jimmy saw something fall from the
horizontal railing that supported the
foot end Of the springs and fluttcr
! to the floor.
He was on it in flash. On the
+: floor it looked like. a plain yellow
square of cardboard, torn at one end.
! "What have you got, Randi" It
was the police sergeant.
Jimmy turned it over. He held the
/ yellow stub of theater ticket.
/ Paragon Theater," he read tri-
umphantly, "Nov. IS. That's the
night before last"
Ito Be Continued)