The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1927-02-07
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By Anne \1nn0f
Austin OkkGEkSB

wealthy RALPH CLUNY. es. was
married friiVe siH SCH CHERRY LANE is
note '1i Tor he her sister FAffH; saying She
S Gqd pot oDeme en- VIE VIE CHRIS fhs %fhR
kept from Cherrys. invalid mother, but
she knows of Cherry's marriage.
Cherry has been engaged several times.
BE EfS Sc EsTTE EisoN a al married travelling
saS BOB a HadafHwH az sF sses
and nephew of Cluny..
Cherry admits that MCluny attempted
to force the marriage but protests her
innocence.
Faith suspects Chris Wiley, thinking
%SB drew TO Cherry e C R e Esy tSa
ClunY made Cherry his chief beneficiary
whether or not she married him.
9 are arrest S1 By DEVLi io deputy disrci
S 1ES gESsE M3eR FSe ss her T5 AT
he employed thinks Gir SSniH 1sa are
self-defense as the beat chance OF her
Peculiar footprints and bit of torn
strap suggest that the murderer might
nc a cripple. but this evidence Is not
presented.
The mysterious letter copied from
the original in Bob Hathaway's neat,
small handwriting, like copperplate
engraving, was brief and ominous:
"Ill be out of this hell soon, Cluny,
and you've got to make restitution.
Zen years of hell from which you
might have saved me if you had not
laid down on the job. Drunk when
YOU made your summation before
the jury. Drunk! Good God! And
I've paid by ten years in hell for
IF spree.
You cannot give me back the ten
years, but | shall hold you to an ac-
countingEfor the fortune you took
from me to defend me. Defend me!
God, l could tear out the bars of
this damnab'e place with my bare
hands when think of you and the
weakened, doddering, drunken de-
Tense plea you put up for me.
II shall come out a penniless, pre-
maturely old man. But you shall %e-
store to me the fortune you took
lawyer would consider a defense.
If you do not-but you know me,
Cluny. You know that If you do not
meet my just demands, you will pay.
This is the last warning / shall give
you. The next time I will warn you
face to face. b."
what a horrible letter.! Faiths
hands quivered away from the sheet
with disgust. 1T should be easy to
trace the writer, darling. oh, it is
clue, isn't it?"
Bob's face was more grave than
she expected it to be. I'm afraid 1t
won't be SO easy as it looks, sweet
heart. The original letter was writ
ten by a very crafty man. Crazy, of
course, but crafty with the cunning
Of the insane. AS you see, there is
no date. The original was not ever
written. 1t was done entirely in
words and letters cut from a news
paper and pasted upon a sheet of
plain white typewriting paper, which
hasn't even watermark to help us"
But if b was in prison, and had
been defended by Mr.. Cluny, it is
So'AS " elSoAlllO lIldJ ll6 was III d. SCdl6
prison here, isn't it?" Faith asked.
MHe might have been a federal
p4Dkoner in Leavenworth or Atlanta,
or in some other prison." Bob
pointed out. Unfortunately the en-
velope was not kept"
But he says this is a last warn
ing Faith reminded him. Didn't
YOU find other letters from him?"
''Not a trace of one,", Bob answered
gloomily. Uncle Ralph probably de-
stroyed them or there is a bare pos
sibility that he turned them over to
the district attorney. 1 doubt it,
though. Uncle Ralph was not afraid
of God, man or the devil. 1 don't
understand how he happened to file
this one. Probably dropped into the
file basket, instead of destroying it,"
1.-THE writer accuses your uncle of
having been drunk during the trial."
Faith shuddered. do you think
that's true?"
II don't believe it for a minute"
Bob asserted dehantly. Uncle Ralph
was never a hard drinker, and l
never heard of his being drunk on a
case, or any other time. This chap
has simply brooded until he's lost his
mind. He undoubtedly paid Uncle
Ralph big sum of money, and the