The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1929-02-16
Hamilton Says One Man Head Can Take State Mill Out of Politics
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look ut that gun, and then. still
open-ninded, III wait for Peterson 3
report on whether IFS been fired or
| not. Pederson's our firearms expert,
and il he says It's never been fired.
TN take his word for it-but not
yours. Pretty clever of you 70 ad-
NIT possession Of . gun, but you
knew damned wen that the record
would show when and Swhere you
purchased it."
ne strobe to the communicating
door. opened it, flung It wide, and
addressed the detective who was
talking over the telephone: "Back
in . minute. Birdwell. Keep IN eye
on this couple for me, won't you +?
Come on out-both Of you'll" and he
motioned to Ruth and Jack, who still
stood beside Borden.s' desk. .
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Flushed, but with heads held high,
they obeyed, silently taking seats at
the large table in the center Of the
reception room, where every. word
they uttered could be beard by Bird
well, who had taken possession Of
the uiaccountahly missing office
Il haven't scattered the reporters
yet, sir" Birdwe1i volunteered. Been
busy on the phone. The walters COM
ing right over"
"Well, guess I'll have to give EN-
q minute" McMann conceded, with
feigned reluctance, smoothing his
hair and adjusting his tie, as he
opened the outer door. : Y
A barrage Of questions halted him
on the threshold.
mo, nothing for you yet, boys"
the massive detective told them,
raising his hand impressively for
silence. "yust say the murder of
Henry P. Borden, known as Hand
some Harry Borden, promises to be
one of the biggest crime sensations
Of the year, and that Detective Ser
geant Thomas H. McMann, in charge
Of the investigation, expects to make
an arrest before the day is over. 4"
News photographers pressed for
ward, cameras were. aimed, flash
light powder, already prepared, ex-
ploded, while the flattered detective
posed in the doorway.
us it true, McMann; that the wild
ow ID. under suspicion?" a reporter
asked, when the photographers had
finished.
"Mrs. Borden's testimony is Of the
highest Importance. She is being de-
tanned for further questioning" Nc
Mann answered. "But really, boys
-"
"Just q minute, Chief" another re-
porter insisted, using a title that
could not fail to flatter the detec-
tive sergeant. "What about Borden's
secretary-Ruth Lester? Headquar-
ters tells us that she is q daughter
Of the late Colby Lester, the big
criminal lawyer. That right? Is she
being grilled, tool"
Ruth uttered q low, strangled cry
and her sweetheart's arms closed
about, her, as McMann closed the
door upon whatever answer he made
to the importunate reporters.
"Don't mind so terribly, sweet"
Jack pleaded. THe's just blunder-
ing fool"
"Oh, don't!" Ruth shuddered. "Try
not to antagonize him, darling! Lis
ten" and her voice dropped to a
whisper, Is she glanced over her
shoulder sfearfully. 800
Birdwell's weary but watehful eye
was upon her. She knew then that
it was useless to try to warn Jack.
Totally unprepared, he would have
to face McMann when the detective
returned-empty handed, gloating
over the disappearance Of his latest
suspects gun. s,
&: q uossBs Continued
In the next chapter: The busy tele-
nhone line.