Cimarron Valley Clipper (Coyle, Okla.), Vol. 12, No. 36, Ed. 1 Thursday, January 23, 1913 Page: 3 of 6
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THOSE9 RHEUMATIC
TWINGES
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SYNOPSIS.
out of the room as I had asked the
question about'the yellow letter. From
the questions'he put .to Louise, he
1 ilirj t|ui'Diiuna uc 1'ut —
Harding Kent calls on l.ouiss Farrlshdn ; U1US( pave been suspecting that Kath-
propose marriage and Amisi the housei n , would try suicide. Why else
(iiu|iuae iiiiii i lu^tj nnu nuuo me
►Treat excitement over the attempted sul-
otdo of her sister Katharine. Kent starts
Investigation and finds that Hugh
Crandall, suitor for Katharine, who had
been forbidden the house by General t ar-
rish, had talked with Katharine over the
telephone Just before she shot herself.
A torn pleee of yellow paper Is found,
at sight of which General 1'nrrish Is
Stricken with paralysis. Kent discovers
that Crandall has left town hurriedly.
nini vminiiiii un» icii ii»v»n
Andrew Elser, an aged banker, commits
-------* • time as Katharine
yellow envelope Is
found In Riser’s room. Poet Office In-
milcide about the sam
attempted her life,
found in Elser’s luum. * —-
apector Davis, Kent’s friend, takes up
the case. Kent is convinced that Cran-
dall Is at the bottom of the mystery.
Katharine's strange outcry puzzles the
detectives. Kent and Davis search Cran-
dall's room and find an address. Lock
Po* 17. Ardwny. N. J. Kent goes to Ard-
wav to Investigate and becQmes suspi-
— \r •• A woman
clous of
omn
'ello
•— v.- — • icui y _ •,°rn
nmlts suicide at the Ardway Hotel,
yellow letter also figures In this case.
CHAPTER VII.-
Two Disappearances.
T looked at my watch and saw that
It was nearly noon. I remembered that
I had not yet called up Louise as I
had Intended to do the very first thing
that moving. What a laggard lover
she must think me! How heartless It
must seem to her for me to leave her
alone so long In the mansion where
here father and slBter lay dying, per-
haps dead, with the black shadowy
mystery still hanging over her. and
them! What must she think of me?
Filled with self-reproach I sprang up
without a word of apology or explana-
tion to the others and hastened to the
telephone booth I had observed in the
hall
"Give me 0141 Madison,”* I demand-
ed of central.
"What’s the matter?” she repeated,
with surprise in her tone, which struck
me*peculiarly until I considered that
me*peculiarly unui 1 iuubiucicu
long-distance calls from Ardway must 1 hard to move.
. . _ ____ii.._______"WJiot Ho v
arine would try suicide. Why else
had he asked if she had shot herself?
He must have known her motive. He
surely could explain the dark mystery
that burdened her father and herself.
1 resolved to seek him at once and,
even if I had to have him arrested on
some pretext, or if I had to use physi-
cal force, to make him disgorge all he
knew. I felt in my pocket to make
sure that the revolver Davis had giv-
en me was there, and hurried back to
the office.
“Have you seen anything of Cook?
I asked, trying to mask the eagerness
with which I sought him.
“Not since this morning,” the land-
lord volunteered. “I guess you saw
him after I did. The coroner told me
you saw him leaving th4 room during
the inquest.” .
“I seen him,” volunteered the clerk.
‘•Where? When?” I asked excitedly.
"About an hour ago, driving past
here lickety-split with the black mare
from Jones’ livery stable.”
"Which direction did he go?" I
cried, all excitement at the thought
that Crandall was escaping just at the
very moment when I, for the first
time, liad made sure of his identity.
“He must be followed and found at
once," I said, turning to the landlord.
"Don’t his actions look to you like
those of a guilty man? The minute he
hears me ask about a yellow letter he
disappears from the hotel. There is
no train by which he can escape. So
desperate is he that he hires a hors*-
and tries to get away cross country.”
I jihad hoped by my eagerness to
stir in the landlord something of my
own feeling in regard to Crandall's
guilt, but these country yokels are
be such a rarity as to surprise even
the operator.
”1 want long-distance—New York,”
I explained, enunciating distinctly,
“0141 Madison."
’’Again,” central replied, flippantly,
!t appeared to me.
I repeated the number, more than
annoyed by her response. “Oh, I’ve
got your number all right by this
time.”
It was a good thing for her that she
tried no more jocularity with me, or
the rules of the company against pro-
fanity would have been shattered.
There was a wait of several minutes,
filled with the usual false alarms of
jlong-distance telephoning, during
•'which I stood and fumed. At last I
heard my dear Louise's voice and has-
tened eagerly to ask after her wel-
fare. Her voice seemed strong and
cheerful, though she admitted that she
had slept little the night before. I
apologised for not having called up be-
fore. She told me that while her fa-
ther’s condition was unchanged, the
doctor thought he was in no immedi-
ate danger, and that Katharine was
much improved. The doctor believed
now that she could live. She was con-
scious, but very weak, and Louise had
"been forbidden to speak to her and
was allowed in the room only for a
minute at a time. I hastily sketched
for her the events of the morning.
“Oh, Mr. Kent,” said Louise’s voice
• —how I wished she would call me by
my first name—“who do you suppose
called up?"
• ’’Who?” «
* "Hugh Crandall.”
"What’s that?" I exclaimed, hardly
believing my ears. *
“Hugh Crandall,” she repeated a lit-
tle louder and more distinctly. “He
asked for Katharine, and the maid
called me to the telephone. 1 told him
my sister was ill and could not jtome
to the telephone. He seemed greatly
agitated and insisted on knowing what
t*e matter was. He was so agitated
and persistent I finally told him she
had met with an accident. He was
mtlent for so long I thought he had
[left the telephone, but all of a sudden
{he asked, 'Did she shoot herself?' and
before I thought I answered ’Yes.’
Then he cried out, ’Oh, my God!’ or
something like that and asked if she
was fatally injured. I told him that
she was alive but unconscious, and
then, Harding, he asked If I had Been
anything of a yellow letter. I thought
I had better tell him nothing about
that, so I answered ’No,’ and then he
rang off.”
“That was right,” I said. "Where
did he call up from?"
‘‘1 have no idea.”
“When was it? How long ago?”
“Not very long—within the hour.
Hastily I explained to Louise that a
man that I believed was Crandall was
here in the hotel with me and that I
would find him at once and make him
explain the myBtery. Before I left the
booth 1 got the Ardway central again
and from her learned what I had be-
gun to suspect—that ”0141 Madison
had been called from the very booth
in which I stood, not over an hour be-
fore. There was no longer any doubt
about It in my mind—Cook was Cran-
dall He evidently had gone straight
L» the telephone booth after slipping
What do you suspect him of?" he
Inquired calmly. "Why should he
want to escape from youl Have you
got a warrant for him?”
I was not yet ready to divulge my
reason for wanting Crandall captured.
Even If we had him, what definite
crime was there of which I could ac-
cuse him? 1 was morally certain that
the yellow letter or letters emanated
from him, yet how could I prove It? A
new thought came to me.
“Where Is his baggage?” I asked.
"He only had a hand-satchel with
him,” said Mr. Williams, "and I gu*»«
that is up In his room."
“Suppose we go look for It,” I sox
gested.
“You don’t do no such thing as that
in my hotel,” said the landlord de-
cisively, “not unless you’ve got a war-
rant. He’s paid for his room for a
week in advance, and there ain't no
law to prevent his going and coming
as he pleases, so long as there ain’t
no warrant out for him. If he wants
to get out of town behind the fastest
horses in Jones' stable I ain’t a-golng
to try to stop him, and what's more..If
he has left his grip in his room it is
going to stay there. Maybe or maybe
not there are things in it, but there
ain't no prying stranger going to know
what’B there unless he can show me
due warrant of law.”
“You may be defeating the ends of
justice,” I warned him sternly, Indig-
nantly resenting his remark, yet see-
ing no way In which I could success-
fully dodge his appellation of “prying
stranger” without revealing my whole
hand, and this I was determined not to
do until Davis arrived and 1 had had
an opportunity to consult with him.
“I may be blocking your plans," said
the landlord gruffly, "but you’ll get no
more help out of me unless I know
what It Is you are after. The right
kind of a mystery doesn't hurt the ho-
tel business, but there's things that
do, and if you want any help from me,
young man, I've got to know what s
going on."
"I tflsh I knew myself,” I said men-
tally, adding aloud: “When I am
ready to speak you will hear many
things that will astound you. Mean-
while, I tell you that I have every rea-
son to believe that that man who fled
from here is a great criminal and that
If you do not aid In hts apprehension
you will be doing a serious wrong to
the community. I’ll tell you this
much. I am convinced that he was re-
sponsible for this woman’s death and
for other death*.”
"Maybe he Is and maybe he ain’t,”
said the landlord. ’’I saw the lady
myself, and nobody can persuade me
It was anything but a suicide. Why, 1
cut her down!"
“I am not denying that she commit-
ted suicide," I replied with some as-
perity, “but I am morally certain that
If she killed herself she was driven to
it by the man who has just fled. I
Insist on beiug allowed to examine his
baggage."
"Look he*!, young man," said Mr.
Williams, ‘‘I have told you onoe and
for all that the baggage of no guest In
this house Is going to be examined
without due process of law. And I
want to say right here that it’s evident
that you yourself know a lot more
about this case than you are telling.
If yo« are an ofBeer gad can rtow mm
a warrant t am ready to give ycu all
the aid and assistance 1 can, but until
you do, I’d advise you to keep your
nose out of things that ain’t your bus!
ness and to stay out of places you
ain't got a right to be In.”
* The suspicion crossed my mind that
It might be he who had discovered me
In the post office the night before. I
decided quickly that It could not have
been, for he was In the hotel when ^
arrived. I felt sure it must have been
either Crandall or the postmaster.
Plainly, though, there was nothing
further to be gained by argument with
the obtuse Mr. Williams. After* all,
there ought not'to be muchgdifficulty
In tracing Crandall by tl^e vehicle in
which he had driven away That could
wait until Davis arrived. Meanwhile l
pondered on what 1 could do to throw
light on the case. I had it. 1 would
visit the post office again and see what
I could learn about the holder of the
lock box from which Davis believed
the yellow letters came.
Abruptly leaving the landlord, I
strolled out into the street, determined
to go Violdly to the post office and
make inquiries. As I approached the
building I saw a little group of vil-
lagers gathered in front of it, the
faces of some of whom I had noted at
the Inquest. They seemed to be ex
citedly discussing some happening. It
was not witfitiut some trepidation that
1 came closer. If my visit to the post
office had been discovered and there
was anyone in the crowd who could
Identify me, an awkward situation
might develop. 1 put on a bold front,
however, and approached closer.
"What's the matter?" 1 asked, try-
ing to make my inquiry seem casual. ^
“The postmaster's disappeared,”
some one explained.
"Where?”
"Don’t know,” said my Informant.
•“He didn't come to the office at all to-
day. When the people come for their
mall after the New York train got in
he wasn't h«re. Hank Rollins always
brings it up on the stage, and «s he's
passing, throws it off on the hoard
walkt and the postmaster comes out
and gets 1(. Nobody ever goes for
their mail for a few minutes after
that, to give him a chance to get It
sorted. The first persons who got here
today found the mail sack lying just
where the driver had Sung It.”
"Yes, sir,” broke In an old man
whom 1 heard them call "Dad" Hutch-
inson. "Yes, sir, I was the first to no-
tice It. I was going to the office to
see if maybe there was a letter for me
from my daughter Mary, who lives up
Boston way, and 1 noticed the sack
lying right over there. I went into
the office to tell the postmaster about
It and kind of have a little fun with
dark," volunteered another of ***•
crowd. “I don’t,know juet what time
It was, hut It was just before It began
to rain. I remember, now, thinking It
kind of funny the office was shut up
so early, but I didn’t stop to invest!-*
gate. 1'U bet he wasn't here last night,
either." H
"It’s burglars, that's what it Is.
said an excited youngster. “I »aw
them at work. I come along here last
night and there was a flash, like from
a dark lantern. Right in there behind
the boxes, it was. They must a been
at,work then. I'll bet they killed him
and hid his body and made away with
all the money and stamps." *
“How myiy of them were there.
"Did you see them?”
"What time was it?"
Questions poured thick and fast on
the youngster, who evidently had told
all he knew and a little more. I took
advantage of the furor his story had
created ta slip wound to the rear of ^
the building, where 1 found a &lf ap I
pointed committee of citizens and the 1.
constable guarding the doom , i
"Has anything been stolen? I j
asked. •
“Not as far as we can discover,"
said the constable "There ain't no
disorder about the place and the safe
hasn't been busted, as far as 1 can
seb. T ain’t made any regular inves
tigatlon. being as this is government
property.”
"Has no one any idea where the
postmaster is?” 1 asked.
"That’s Just what we've been trying
to find out. Jim, here, as soon as we
found Rouser wasn’t here, went up to
the Widow Smith’s, where he boards.
Thought maybe he'd just overslept or
something like that, or maybe was
sick. But Mrs. Smith went up and
looked In his room and come down and
mild he hadn’t been home all night."
“Yes," interrupted Jim, “and what a
more, she said it was nothing unusual
for him not to come home. There was
lots and lots of nights recently when^
he didn’t show up. She had no idea’
where he spent Ms nights. She’s a
woman that minds her own business
and don't Interfere nltne with her
boarders’ goings and comings as long
as they pay their money regular."
"What are you going to do abbut
keeping the office open?" 1 .asked,
much puzzled over this new mystery.
How I wished for Davis! Mystery
seVmied to be piling on mystery with
every step I took. Beyond the orl«-
conviction 1 had that Hugh Crandall
was in Bonie way to blame for It all, I
saw nothing that would help me in my
undertaking. •
"We've, arranged about that. We vo
sent for Jennie Cox to come over and
take charge. She always lakes hold
when Charlie Rouser wants to take a
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GOOD HOUSES FOR CHICKENS
Leghorns Stand Cold Weather, Pro-
vided They Are Free From Damp-
ness and Draughts.
We have one building 18x70 .feet
and one 18x128 feet made of matched
pine, not doubled or lined*a pitch
roof covered with two-ply roofing and
dirt floors. Both buildings face the
south and each has the south side
covered with an equal amount of glass
and muslin half-way from the eaves,
‘the latter half enclosed with matched
changing weather is*
the work ot uric
acufccrystals. U i
Needles couldn’t j J
^ nt, t»- iv■< r h i a mAI
worse when the at- ^
fected muscle joint , Ay?
is used. *
If such attacks are £*'4
marked with head- ”
at he. backache diz-
t .3 ami ' n
ance of the urine,
it's time to help the
weakened kidneys.
Doan's Kidney
Pills quickly help
sick kidneys.
• John M rut -
I til rs < T.' at' I'll’ k ach.Ml *«* I ' •*“>>
lull'd I y stool* or Mntiffhten 1 ho kidney
s bi’t’iuiin profuse, olmi
Story"
'
r-vor.wont i «hl t*» thosoat ofthnir mbitand for
over ill roe years u»y euro has been permanent.
Get Dono'i at Any Store, 50c n Bo* •
DOAN’S -"My
FOSTEH-Mll-BGRN CO., Buffalo. Now Y—U
UNDER THE CIRCUMSTANCE^
Single-Comb Brown Leghorn.
pine. These windows have been
opened wide daily regardless of zero
weatltpr. ’ Single Comb Blown I-cg-
horns stand cold weather, provided
they are free from drafts and damp-
ness, says a writer in an exchange.
Our buildings have dirt floors cov-
ered with ony foot of'wheat straw.
The dropping boards and roosts are
cleaned and disinfected with a hot
spray from a force pump every two
weeks. The broken straw from the
floor is placed upon the dropping
boards and the floor covered anew
with wheat straw. The cost of the
building, exclusive of laud, was $2.88
.per lineal foot, 70 plus 128 feet, thus
"Now, Willie, if the minister comes
to dinner tonight you are not to ask
fot a second piece of. pie."
“Why, is dat wicked?"
Touching the Cardinal.
At the Democratic convention In
Baltimore last summer two of the ser-
... geants-at arms were Ohioans, Col
housing 1,250 layers at 62 cents per j ,ohn l!oian 0f Toledo and Capt. Jo
seph Dowling of Dayton. Bolan is the
hen.
hem
The usual estimate Is $1 per
HINTS OF DUCKS AND GEESE
Duckling Should Be Marketed Before
Twelve Weeks Old—Same l»
Said of Goslings.
A Pekin duckling weighs about two
ounces when hatched, and should
take on weight as follows: Three to
four weeks, one pound; six to eight
weeks, four to four and One-half
pounds; and at ten weeks, five and
one-half to six pounds. Ducklings
should be marketed at from nine to
twelve weeks of age. After that they
take on weight slowly, and It Is not
profitable to keep them longer than
twelve weeks.
Geese grow about as rapidly as
ducks. Allowance of course must bo
made for the original difference 1n
size—newly hatched goslings weigh-
ing about four ounces. Turkeys do
no^ grow rapidly at the start, but de-
velop * much quicker after three
months of age.
wit who laid down the maxim that
"anny man who parts his hair In the
middle, is no Dimmycrat.”
When Cardinal Gibbons had finished
the opening prayer, he descended
from the rostrum and made his way
toward the door. As he neared the
exit where the two OhioattB were on
guard, Bolan whispered:
“Joe, touch him whin he passes
ye.”
"All right, colonel,” replied Dowling,
with an innocent air, ‘what pocket
fras ho got it in?”—Popular Maga
zlne. *
Cleverness Required.
“In these days of high-cost living,
said Representative De Forest, the
sponsor of the bill for pensioning ex-
presidents, "we hear of many queer
economics
“On a street car the other day, at
the end of a discussion on saving and
retrenchment, a lady said decisively
“ 'oh, any woman can cut her hus-
band's hair; but, believe me, it takes
a clever one to cut it so that other
women’s husbands will suspect noth-
ing.’ ”
thirty
* Too Much.
‘‘I tell you. money talks.”
“Yes, and Wall street Is trying to
shut it up."
“The Postmaster's Disappeared," Some One Explained.
him, and bless my soul if there was
hide or hair of him to be seen any-
where. Looking through the boxes, 1
could see that the back door was
standing open, and I went around
there and looked, and I couldn’t see
anything of him. either. It didn’t seem,
right for the mall to be lying out there
on the sidewalk, ’twas like taking un-
due liberty with government property,
so I dragged the sack around and flung
It In the door and went looking for the
constable. Then I heard about the sui-
cide and the inques* down to the hotel,
so I went down* there to fetch him,
and all the crowd that had been down
to the Inquest come trailing along."
"I noticed when I come along here
last night that the post office was
day or a half-day off. She knows the
combination of the safe and the money-
drawer, and has been sworn in as spe-
cial assistant. She ll know what to do
and who to notify.”
"It may Intereet you to know that
Post Office Inspector Davis will be out
here tonight,” I told them. “I left
him In New York last night, and he
promised to Join me here.”
Suspicion flashed Into the faces of
all my auditors.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Both Cold and Distant.
"Have you any distant relatives?”
”1 should say so! My Uncle Tobias
wouldn't live In tbs same town with
me.”
Gather eggs daily.
Cull out small eggs.
The goose averages about
eggs.
Geese do not thrive when yarded;
ducks do.
The goose like the duck, has prac-
tically no crop.
The average weight of the goose la
twice that of the duck.
Geese pair, but drakes will taka
care of four or more mates.
A hen left to shift for herself may
lay in summer but seldom will In win-
ter.
Are you figuring on entering one
or two pens in a poultry show, if not,
begin now.
Before packing and shipping poul-
try should be thoroughly dry and cold,
but not frozen.
Limberneck Is caused by the fowls
eating some dead animal matter that
has bred maggots.
The goose is a grazing bird, while
the duck thrives with a limited
amount of green food.
Don't forget to sprinkle lime on
j drop boards, not too much, for It Is
I bard on the chicken’s feet.
Meat In some form must be fed
poultry at least twice a week—also
green food If you want results.
A good dry mash for layers: Two
parts bran, 1 part cornmeal, 1 part
alfalfa meal, and 1 part beef scrap.
Ducks can be profitably bred fot
four years, geese can be bred fot
many years—for a period that seems
Incredible.
Fifty hens with abundant room,
care and proper feed will return mors
cash than one hundred carelessly fed
and crowded.
Dust the hen with Insect powdei
before setting, and twice more while
hatching, then chicks will nofc be full
of lice to bogln with.
After hens have passed their period
of profitable laying (two or three
years), they may be sold at little U
any Iobs on their first cosL
It doesn’t take the man who thinks
he knows it all very long to tell how
little he really knows.
Some of the blame for the lies we
tell ought to be charged up to the
people who ask our candid opinion.
Handy
Breakfast
Ready to Serve
Direct From Package
Post
T oasties
and cream
A dainty dish of toasted
Indian Corn, brimful of
sweet flavour and substantial
nourishment.
Post Toasties in the pan -
try mean many delicious
breakfasts.
Direct to your table in
sealed, air-tight packages.
Sold by Grocers every-
where.
“The Memory Lingers'
Postum Cereal Co., Ltd.
Battle Creek, Mick.
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