The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-12-09

"SOundS logical, all right enough. agreed the chief of police, but now we'll hear his side of it. Go ahead, Mat"
 "Yes, did go to Boston," Mat Tyler's round face was drawn and gray. "And you've got young Peter Franks word for it that Dan'l and were havin' a quarrel when he brought the milk over last night" |"
 "Ask him why he went to Bos- ton." rasped Crosby.
 Barret, This isn't trial. No use gettin' edgy yet" He turned again to Mat Tyler, Didn't expect to go to Boston, did you Mat?"
 Tyler shook his head, ''No-o," he said slowly, "It was pretty sudden like--just a business trip"
 "Business!" snorted Herby Cros- by. That's pretty thin!"
 Be better if you could tell just what you and Dan1 quarreled over," counseled Walt Barret. "Jim Deen says when you bought your ticket from him down to the station last night you seemed sort of up- set"
 T was," admitted Mat, "You see Danl didn't think much of-of my goin' to Boston in the first place, and he got pretty high over it."
 "Why should he object to your goin' to Boston?" There was a quicker between the bushy gray brows of the chief of police.
 Thought twas foolish, he said." Mat sighed.
 "You and Cap'n Dan1 lived here in this house near fifteen years now, haven't you, Mat?" Walt Bar ret's voice deepened with sympathy.
 Ever since we sold the Nancy Lou and come ashore.' affirmed Mat. Nobody but Bos'un--thatt the monkey, and Marthy here, to keep us company" Mat bent over to stroke a sleek tortoise shell cat.
 If Bos'1n Could
 Only Talk
 ''If Bos'un1 could only talk" the chief of police said. "He's bur only witness to the crime-who ever killed Cap'n fDan'l did 1t right in front of Bos'un's cage"
 "And to think that while I was hurrying to my brothers home, the murderer was at work" Herb Cros- by buried his face in his hands.
 Funny you should be hurryin' here when Mat says you and Cap'n DanI hadn't been. on speakin' terms for ten-twelve years" com mented Walt Barret.
 II know" Herb Crosby's voice choked with emotion, "But we were getting old, and I am his only brother-he has no other living relatives but me. T wanted to see my brother as soon as I could" Herb Crosby raised tragic face, Then, when I stopped to get gas at garage down the road, they told me he had been-murdered"
 Johnny Peters said. you were there, bout nine o'clock this morn- in'." Barret agreed.
 "I got. 8 mornin' paper on the train, comin' down" Mat was opening red tin box he had taken from the shelf behind the stove. After drawing, out two milk crack CTS he stood there a moment, hold ing them in his hand. There was a picture of Cap'n Dan'l on the front page-I didn't think twas him at first-until I read the story. It said they were looking for me to question. All this business. made me forget to give Bos'un his break fast" he regretted. He crossed the room and opened the door of the tiny summer kitchen where Cap'n Dap'Is body had been found and where Bos'un, the Cap'n's pet imon- key occupied cage during the winter time.
 As Mat entered Bosun pressed against the wooden bars to chatter a nervous greeting before retiring with the crackers to the corner of the cage. @.
 Through the open door Mat could hear Cap'n Dan'ps> brother talking to Barret of what would become of the Cap'n's things.