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DEPUTIES HURT
AT ST. THOMAS
Riot Occurs When State Health
Officer Attempts to Eject Chil
dren From Oxroast
Special to the Telegraph
Chambersburg. Pa., Sept. 4. On
Saturday a riot occurred at St.
Thomas, a small town about seven
miles from here, because the health
officers, who had been sent there to
enforce the quarantine for infantile
paralysis, attempted to exclude chil
dren under sixteen from the grounds
at an oxroast. Two deputy sheriffs
were badly beaten and a score of the
mob received injuries.
Several of the rioters were arrested
and placed in an automobile to be
brought to Chambersburg for a hear
ing. A mob at once surrounded the
car and cut the tires to shreds. They
then attempted to take the prisoners
from the deputies, but were unsuc
cessful.
The prisoners were placed in an
other car and taken before a mag
istrate who held them for court. More
arrests followed and a number of war
rants have been sworn out.
INVADING HOSTS
ARE BEING HELD
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front made another attack in the
region of Lake Ostrovo yesterday. An
official announcement from French
army headquarters at Saloniki says
the attack was repulsed by the Ser
bians.
Accept Allied Demands
Baron Yon Schenk, chief director of
the German propaganda in Greece
has been arrested and placed on a
cruiser of the entente allies. Sixteen
more allied warships have arrived at
Piareus. The Greek government has
accepted the new demand of the allies,
the French and British agents have
taken control of the postal and tele
graphic systems.
Allies Take Three Towns
Bad weather is delaying operations
of the French troops along the Somme.
The War Office announce that four
teen cannon have been captured thus
far in the fighting inaugurated yester
day when the French in conjunction
■with the British advanced over a front
of six and a half miles and captured
three towns.
Two more aeroplane raids over Bel
gium have been reported by the
British. One Saturday attacked the
shipbuilding yards at Hoboken. near
Antwerp. Yesterday a large British i
squadron bombarded the German
aerodrome at Ghistelle near Bruges.
Portion of Ginchy, All of
Gaillemont, Taken by Allies
London, Sept. 4- The British, with
the co-operation of the French on the
; right wing, succeeded yesterday in
capturing part of the village of Ginchy
and the whole of Guillemont. The
forces also gained ground on the
Moquet farm and captured several
hundred prisoners. The announce
ment is officially made by General
Headquarters.
The village of Forest and Clery-Sur-
Somme and all the German positions
between these two points were cap
tured by the French and British yes
terday in a joint attack after intense
artillery preparation. More than 2000
prisoners, as well as twelve cannon
and fifty machine guns were taken.
The official statement issued by the
French War Office, making this an
nouncement, also reported progress
for the French troops in the neigh
borhood of Fleury, with the capture
of 300 prisoners.
Kaiser's Favorite Troops
Driven Back in General
Atack Along Somme Line
By Associated Press
With the British Army in France,
Sept. 4.—lt was "by the right flank" in
the concerted Anlo-French attack on
the Somme front to-day, with the great
hattle which never has ceased for two
months flaming up into a general con
flict. Kitchener's new army charged
the flower of the German army—the
Prussian Guards —four divisions of
which were concentrated before the
British to stay the British offensive.
In places the German emperor's favor
ite troops were driven back, counter
attacked and again had to yield their
crimsoned, shell-wrecked trenches to
stubborn English and Scotch, most of
whom two years ago did not know how
to form, and who fought all the harder
because of the known prestige of their
foe.
It hardly seemed possible that more
artillery could be concentrated against
given areas than had been already,
hut more was concentrated to-day both
by Eritish and Germans. Never had
so many guns been in action.
Thirteen Zeppelins Attack
onion in Greatest Aerial
Raid; Damage Slight
London, Sept. 4.—London has been
gunning a long time for the biggest
birds in the world and this morning
early she got one. It was one of the
nocturnal monsters that hover high
above peaceful homes, now and then
tosting off a ball of fire or some other
death-dealing missile —a Zeppelin.
There were thirteen of the monsters
hich took part in the most dangerous
and elaborate raid yet made. Only
three of them succeeded in getting
over London, the rest bombarding with
little effect towns and cities along the
east coast. As usual, many of the
bombs fell into the sea, and the total
casualties were very small compared
to the effort put forth. So far only
two deaths have been reported, and
the injuring of thirteen, including two
children. None of the casualties were
in the metropolitan district of London.
The quarry of guns came
to earth in a little hamlet northwest
of the city. It fell in an open field and
the early risers were rewarded by the
sight of the greatest trophy of the air
as the stricken shtp, like some pre
historic reptile, lay stretched out,
singed and charred.
HARRISBCRG BOY FORCED
HUGHES ON OREGON BALLOT
Wherever he went in Portland Mr.
Hughes was reminded that it was
Oregon which, through court proceed
ings, forced his name upon the ballot
for the Presidential primaries and
thus put him into the 'running. At
the reception in the Hotel Benson a
man presented himself and said:
"Governor, my name's Wallace Me-
Camant and I want to make a con
fession. I'm the man that started
that mandamus proceeding."
"Well," responded Mr. Hughes,
laughing and taking his hand, "you
seem to have got away with it."
Mr. McCamant is a Harrisburg boy
who has become one of the most suc
cessful lawyers on the Pacific coast.
MONDAY EVENING,
HUGHES TO FLY
WILSON'S CLAIMS
[Continued From First Pate]
I ville to-night and continuing until Sep- i
tember 12 Mr. Hughes will answer >
nightly certain of the assertions of the
Chief Executive as to the accomplish- .
I ments of his party during the past four |
years.
The Republican nominee believes that
the Democratic claims of benefits con- j
ferred on the people during their ;
regime are so exaggerated as to be j
humorous, and at the risk of being
again called supercritical he Is going
to endeavor to show the public where
the exaggeration lies.
Saturday at the Coliseum he at-»
tacked the child labor law as in
efficient and declared the Clayton act,
which was passed to clarify the Sher
man antitrust law, a mere parcel of
words.
Will Continue Attacks
Mr. Hughes will continue these at
acks, suggesting each time with |
scrupulous care—so his advisers state
—constructive measures which must
be passed to correct the deficiencies of
the Democratic laws he believes are
futile in accomplishing the purposes
for which they were Durposed.
Chief among the criticisms he will
make will be an attack on the Demo
cratic tariff measure, which is held up
by the administration as an act which
has brought prosperity to the country.
Here, in Missouri, the doctrine of pro
tection is strong alike in Democrats
and Republicans.
The Republican nominee in all of j
hi* speeches in Missouri struck a popu- j
lar note when he advocated a tariff
which will aid the country's industries.
How popular a note may be judged
from the information brought him
by advisers.
Among Mr. Hughes' friends here is
Thomas H. Neidringhaus. with whom |
Mr. Hughes was at school. Mr. Neid
ringhaus is vice-president of the® Na
tional Enameling and Stamping Com
pany, a $30,000,000 corporation with
plants in ten cities employing about
30,000 men.
Half Time Due to Democrats
Because the tariff on enamel ware
was reduced from 35 to 25 per cent, by
the Democrats, the National Enamel
ing and Stamping Company was run
ning half time when the war broke
out. Germany and Austria were send
ing vessel loads of enamel ware to this
country and were underselling Ameri
can manufacturers. "The war has
broight us the greatest protective
tariff possible," said Mr. Niedringhaus
to-day. "We are selling to South
America and England, markets wo
never could get in before. But our
representatives in Germany and Aus
tria tell us that enamel ware plants
there to-day are being run full force
by olcl men and women. at>d that the
products are being stored in ware
houses awaiting the end of the war.
What will we do then, with a tariff
too low for us to compete with Europe
in normal times against a flood of
merchandise made under war con
ditions to sell for cash for whatever
it will bring?"
Mr Hughes spent Sunday resting m
St. Louis and left last night for Nash
ville. Tenn. He went to church in the
morning, had luncheon and dinner
with William R. Willcox, Republican
national chairman, and before board
ing his train, which left at 9.20 p. m.,
took an automobile ride through the |
citv and suburbs. The nominee said
lie was feeling in good condition for
the heavv work of the coming week,
which will close with a whirlwind trip
through Maine.
The nominee conferred with Chair
man Willcox over the itinerary of the
trin through Middle Western. Ceniral
and Southwestern States on which Mr.
Hughes expects to start September 18.
Mr. Willcox said he thought the
itinerary would be announced in New
York this week, probably Wednesday. ,
Says Hashes Has Been
Friend of Working Man
Washington. D. C., Sept. 4i—That
Charles E. Hughes has been a truer
friends of the laboring man than Pres- ;
ident Wilson is the declaration made
by the National Republican Congres
sional committee in a formal statement
issued to the press. It is charged that
Mr. Wilson never showed solicitude
for the welfare of organized labor un
til the railroad strike crisis rose.
"The dispute has been brewing many
months," says the statement, "but the
President waited until a little more
than sixty days before the national
election to summon the brotherhood
chiefs and the railroad heads to Wash- |
ington. Perhaps there was a psycho
logical reason for that, if not the rea
son of political advantage."
Several extracts from the writings
and speeches of Mr. Wilson are quoted.
This is taken from a speech delivered
by Mr. Wilson June 3. 1909, to the
graduation class of Princeton Univer
sity. "You know what the usual
standard of the employe Is in our day.
It is to give as little as he may for his
wages." Again he is quoted as saying
in a speech at the Waldorf Hotel
March 18. 1907: "We speak too ex
clusively of the capitalistic class.
There is another as formidable enemy
to equality and freedom of opportun
ity as it is and that is the class formed
by the labor organization and leaders
of the country."
According to the Republican Con
gressional committee. Mr. Hughes "has
never written or spoken a single word
inimical to labor."
"On the contrary," declares the
statement, "he was the greatest friend
of labor that ever occupied the Gov
ernor's chair at Albany."
Tariff Will BeChief
Campaign Argument
Washington, D. C., Sept. 4.—Further
indications that the Republicans in
tend to use the tariff question as one
of their foremost arguments when
the campaign gets down to brass tacks
is shown by the large amount of space
devoted to this subject in the Repub
lican campaign textbook, which was
made public here yesterday. The book
contains an exhaustive discussion of
the needs for a protective tariff when
the war is over and a bitter condem
nation of the Underwood tariff law,
which is classed as a "complete fail
ure."
The Republican campaign textbook
is a remarkable document inasmuch
as its contributors include not only the
Republican presidential nominee.
Charles Evans Hughes, but Theodore
Roosevelt, Myron T. Herrlck. Charles
W. Fairbanks, Senator Henry Cabot
Lodge and others of almost equal
prominence. The book, which is in
dexed completely, covers 432 pages.
That section of the book devoted to
the tariff question begins with a brief
history of the tariff and includes a long
line of arguments designed to show
that the Underwood law enacted by
the Democrats is a complete failure.
Following this is a chapter entitled
"The Tariff and the Farmer," bv Rep
resentative Charles H. Sloan, of Ne
braska, a Republican member of the
Ways and Means committee; then
comes a discussion of the Underwood
tariff as It affects sugar, dye stuffs, the
lumber industry and hosiery.
G. W. WOLFORD
DIES SUDDENLY
Ex-Councilman and Real Es
tate Broker; Prominent
Politically
M . I
■
ML ■: , Jhm K
GEORGE W. WOLFORD
George W. Wolford. aged 73, the
city's oldest active real estate broker,
a veteran of the Civil War. former
member of Council and active political
worker, died at his home, 1605 North
Third street, yesterday afternoon fol
lowing a heart attack. He had been
ill only a short time.
Mr. Wolford for many years was
engaged in the coal business in the
city, later taking up real estate and
insurance. He was a director and
treasurer of a mutual fire Insurance
association doing a large business in
Harrisburg and vicinity. Mr. Wolford
served several terms in Council and
took an active part in the political
campaigns several years ago. He
served in the Two Hundred and First
Regiment, Pennsylvania Volunteers,
and was a member of several raids
under Colonel Mosby.
The veteran was a member of
Colonel S. G. Simmons Post. Grand
Army of the Republic, and was a
trustee in the organization for a num
ber of years He also was a member of
the Knights of Malta, the Knights of
the Golden Eagle. Reily Hose Com
pany and the Bethlehem Lutheran
Church.
Surviving are his wife and three
children. Mrs. Harry W. Kreidler. Mrs.
Lyle Quigly and Howard G. Wolford,
and three grandsons. ' Funeral services
will be held at his home Wednes
dav afternoon at 2 o'clock, with the
Rev. J. Rradley Markward, pastor of
the Bethlehem Lutheran Church, of
ficiating. Burial will be made in the
Harrisburg Cemetery.
LAWYER SHOT IN
PARK WITH GIRL
[Continued From First Page]
through the park, and they had stop
ped but a moment when the two men
appeared in the roadway, commanded
them to throw up their hands and
shot Dilworth.
Kansas City. Mo., Sept. 4. —Mrs.
Grace Dilworth. wife of Dwight H.
Dilworth, the New York attorney, ]
murdered there last night while mo- |
toring with a young woman in Van
Cortlandt Park, declared to-day that
she. with her three-year-old son, in- j
tended leaving immediately for her
home. She has been visiting friends j
and relatives here for the last two |
weeks. Mrs. Dilworth said that she ]
did not know Miss Mary McNiff, who
was with Dilworth when he was shot.
Dilworth formerly was a Kansas City
attorney.
Violent deaths have followed the
Dilworth family. The father was
killed by burglars in his store in Okla
homa City. Okla., two years ago and j
four uncles and a nephew have been ]
murdered at different times, according
to the family.
l" HUGHES EPIGRAMS )
'
St. Louis, Sept. 4. "Nobody wants
war in this country, but we have our [
known rights, and so far as I am con
cerned. 1 am not too proud to fight to
maintain them. The United States!
must maintain at all hazards and |
everywhere its self-respect."
"In Mexico we said to our citizens, j
'come away, come away.' We didn't
send them a copy of the Democratic I
platform" (which gave a pledge of |
protection to Americans abroad}.
"The present Administration learned i
its own mind too late and even then I
it wasn't sure of it."
"We coquetted with Villa and we
coquetted with Carranza. We showed
a disposition to favor any bandit who j
could land."
"We are in no danger of having to
go to war to protect our rights when j
the other side knows we're 'too proud
to fight'."
"I have not a particle of militaristic i
spirit in my system, but if I am elected
President I will see to it that Ameri
can rights in Mexico are respected."
"Weakness breeds insult; insult
breeds war. Honest, firm, consistent. I
determined defense of known rights
establishes peace and respect through- j
, out the world."
"Not threatening, not blustering. ;
not looking for trouole, but ready for !
any emergency as a self-respecting
nation."
"The mere holding of office means
very little. It is what you do in of
fice that counts."
"America will not hold her own by
declamation."
"We want to realize Americanism
in practice, not merely in words."
"This country won't be saved by
letting it drift. It won't be saved by
taking everything for granted. It
will not be conserved in its prosperity
simply by indulging in good wishes
around a club table."
"We may have entertaining pro
grams, but the vitality and effec
tiveness of these programs lies in
the power behind them to secure im
partial and effective work."
"If you go through the Democratic
platforms for the last fifty years you
will feel as though you were walking
through a cemetery consecrated to de
parted constitutional theories."
"We've got to get over the idea that
anybody is good enough for a job in
this country."
"We cannot permanently run this
Government in a haphazard way for
the benefit of political supporters.
"I want to see our public admin
istration an honor to American
ability."
"The Republican party stands not
for a prosperity produced by war. but
for a prosperity produced by sound
American policies."
"You cannot trust our opponents
with American prosperity. Thev need
a European war to help them out."
"I don't believe even the European
war can save the Democratic party."
HARRISBURG TELEGRAPH
\ S i 1 v e r j
I Sandals j
;! A Detective Story of Mys- >
S tery, Love and Adventure, J
:j By Clinton H. Stagg j;
i Copyright, W. J. Watt & Co., 5
? International News Service. 2
VWWMVWWASWiVWAiSSv!
"Maybe they'll kill it. th« darn
kids!" gasped The Fee. and he lean
ed forward to speak to Michael. "More
speed!" he demanded, with all the
force he could put in his boyish treble.
"Never mind the cops! Mister Col
ton's in a hurry!"
But there was no chance of the
chauffeur obeying. They were already
in the narrow streets of the Peck Slip
section. Michael found It different
driving this time. In the early hours
the streets had been partially deserted.
Now they swarmed with dirty, ragged
children, and gaping men and women
with their head bundles and push
carts.
Around the corner came the shrill
voices of children, the cries of men
and women in a foreign tongue.
Michael stopped the car before the
small mob.
A boy's voice rose in a scream.
Then came another voice, raucous,
rasping:
"Poughkeepsle! Poughkeepsie!
'George Nelson! George Nelson! The
greatest stunt New York ever saw.
Pough-kee-psie!"
"Keep your horn going, and start
slowly!" ordered Colton. He was
standing in the tonneau, his blind eyes
seemed tg sweep the men, women,
and children. lae noise died as the
crowd became away of the newcomers.
Men yelled warning. Women howled
to their children. Such a fine car, and
such a white-haired man could mean
but one thing to them—the police!
Like magic, the crowd melted, dart
ing into doorways, into alleys, behind
pushcarts, till there was nothing but
frightened eyes staring from a hun
dred hiding places.
"George Nelson! Age twenty-seven!"
The sawlike voice came from a dark
alley. "Under the noses of a hun
dred people! Poughkeepsie! Pough
kee-psie!"
"Get that crow. Shrimp! Get it!
Hustle!" The voice was a whipcrack.
The words of the bird seemed to have
stirred something within him. His
voice was commanding, unconsciously
sharp. The boy ran to the mouth
of the alley.
"Across the street to that little
store." Colton shot out, and the car
swerved to the opposite curb. "Jump
out and get a box to put the bird in!
Give the woman a dollar! Hustle!"
Michael jumped from the car, and
Colti n settled back in the cushions.
The spots on his cheeks seemed to
glow now; his lean, cleft chin was set
at an angle that boded ill for some one
He turned his head slightly as his
super-keen ears caught the beat of
wings against the boys' arms as he
struggled to grasp it, and the crow
screeched its words:
"George Nelson! George Nelson!
Age twenty-seven! Waiter! Pough
kee-psie!"
The boy came running back to the
car, with the bird fighting vainly in
his arms. Michael lumbered out of
the little store with the box in his
hand.
"Put it over the bird!" commanded
Colton; his voice and manner like a
live wire sending out its energy. "Po
lice headquarters! Quick!
The bang of the unmuffled exhaust
roared, the car backed over the low
curb as it swung around. Out of the
Bowery, uptown at racing speed, re
gardless of traffic regulations or sig
naling police.
Before the big building that housed
the central departments of the city
police system the car stopped. Even
before the wheels had ceased to turn,
the blind man was on the sidewalk.
He did not wait for the touch of the
boy's sleeve to guide him here. The
doorman nodded to him, and got no
answer. An unusual thing, for the
blind man was noted for his courtesy.
Straight to the office of the chief of
detectives he went. A knock at the
door, an invitation to enter, and Col
ton spoke before the chief had a
chance to smile his greeting or put
out his hand.
"I'd like to see that prisoner you've
got on the Silver Sandals case!" The
words fairly crackled command.
The chief jumped to obey—he had
felt the touch of the live wire. Sur
prise had come to his face at the
voice of the problemist, so different
from the calm, even tones he had al
ways heard before. But he did not
question; he merely acted, just as big
ger men than he had acted on that
tone of command from the blind man.
"This way! Strange case!" jerkily
commented the chief, as he led the
way toward the cells. "Man's dis
guised with dyed hair, and all the col
or's gone from his face with drugs.
Thought he was drunk first, but it's
coke, I guess. Talks about the res
taurant, and getting the man to the
table, but we can't get a word about
the actual killing."
Two detectives, lounging in a corner,
straightened up as the chief approach
ed.
"Shut up like a clam," growled one.
"Can't get a word!"
"Here we are." The chief stopped
before a cell, and glanced through the
barred door at the man who lav hud
dled on the steel shelf that served for
a bed. The prisoner did not even look
up; his head was burled in his arms.
"Get on your feet!" commanded the
chief. There was not a muscle move
ment of the man inside.
"Tell me your name!" Thornley
Cotton's words seemed to strike the
man in the cell like a shock of a gal
vanic battery. His head lifted, a
flash of expression came to the dull
eyes for an instant; but the voice that
answered was dead and mechanical
"George Nelson. Waiter, Age "
"That's enough!" Colton wheeled
on the chief. "Release this man!" he
ordered sharply. "He is my secre
tary, Sydney Thames!"
CHAPTER X
Preparations For Murder
Another stone wall! Once more
the path that had started straight had
circled to its beginning. The discov
ery of Sydney Thames as the prisoner
had thrown everything out of focus
made chaos of the carefully arranged
puzzle pieces that had been put to
gether in the mind of the blind man
: He had expected an entirely different
i denouement for his secretary's dis
■ appearance. He had expected a solu
-5 tion of the whole case in the finding
of Sydney Thames. But the one ray
!of light had become darkness, black,
; impenetrable.
The strange words of the crow in its
alley of refuge had told the blind man
whom he would find at police head
| quarters. The apparently senseless
J reiteration of the waiter's name and
; age could only mean that the crow
I had heard the words repeated as they
j were taught to some one else. And
i that some one could only be his sec-
I retary. Drugs and hypnosis com
' hined to explain the condition of the
i man the police captain had been so
I certain was the murderer.
The bird of ill omen had, however,
apparently destroyed the basic the
ory Thornley Colton's intuitive rea
soning had formed. Never before had
the problemist known this strange
faculty —»made almost preterhuman
by his blindness to be wrong. In
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a hundred cases he had followed the i
mind processes of aich criminals to ■
their logical conclusion, turning each j
corner at the proper time, counting i
accurately each footstep that led to |
the solution of the case. But here j
all paths seemed to be circles. The j
blind man was as much at sea as the j
keenest-eyed person in the world.
Was he all wrong? Was this a case j
for eyes? Was it a problem that re
quired sight, instead of insight? This, j
Colton would not believe, because he j
refused to believe it. Perhaps it was |
egoism, but all masters have been |
egoistical, and Thornley Colton was |
a master. The thing he had builded J
had come toppling down over his
ears, but the foundation was there, j
firm, unshaken. The building must j
go on! , ,
Once more the blind man sat before
the desk in his darkened library. Up
stairs, sleeping was Sydney Thames.
The blind man's sensational discovery
at police headquarters had shaken the
department from top to bottom. It
aroused every detective in the city
from the lethargy of easy-won success
to fiyious effort. He had proved the !
identity of Sydney Thames when the
police, supreme in their belief that !
they could not be wrong, had demand
ed It. And Sydney Thames, weak, |
dull-eyed, had gone home in the car. j
Now he was sleeping away the effects
of the drugs and hypnosis that had
made him a helpless tool to throw
dust into the eyes of the police, and
to build the stone wall that kept the
blind man from touching the persons
behind it.
On the desk before the blind man
was a chess-board. His chin was in
his hand, his head bent so that his j
sightless eyes under the folds of the
alcohol-soaked bandages seemed
studying each piece on the board. As
time passed, there was no movement
of the seated man. At his elbow the
crystalless watch ticked off the min
utes.
The blind man moved to touch the
watch. It was eight o'clock; thirty
seven hours since he.had slept. One
finger tip touched a button of the row
on the desk. The red-haired boy
answered it on the run.
"Any new editions of the papers (
I haven't gotten, Shrimp?" he asked.!
"Nope. On'y them I read to you. |
They ripped Silver Sandals' house I
apart, but they didn't find nothin'. |
Everybody's lookin' fer her an' the i
girl."
"Anything from the crow?"
"No, sir. It's just sayin' Perkipsie
over an' over, with that stuff about
George Nelson. Can't make it say
anythin' else."
"All right," the blind man nodded
wearily. '.'l,isten carefully, and write
down everything it says, even if it's
only part of a word or a letter."
"Yes, sir." The boy started for
the door, and then turned. "I just tip
toed into Sydney's room. He's sleepln'
fine."
"I can't do anything till sleep has
weakened the effect of the drug," Col
ton said. "And, Shrimp," he halted
the boy again. "I expect the district
attorney in a few minutes. Bring him
here, but don't mention the crow; I
want to keep that to myself for a little
time."
"Yessir."
Again in the silent darkness Colton's
SEPTEMBER 4, 1916.
I head bent toward the board and its
; pieces. It was a strange game of |
| chess Thornley Colton played. A black j
queen and king were pitted against a
j piece of broken wineglass with a spot
jof dried blood on its edge. Another
i black queen and a black pawn oppos
-1 ed a ragged black feather. Four small
| scraps of papyrus held in check
Iby a black bishop. It was the crime
j game the blind man was playing.
Triumphant on the problemist's
[squares were a scrap of newspaper,
j the torn corner of a photograph, ij. |
j crust of bread, and a silver dime. But
I there was no move of the pieces, for
the blacks held Colton's "men" in
S check.
The electric front-door bell tinkled
its alarm. Colton heard the door
open, and Shrimp's polite, "This way,
sir," and he snapped on the lights
as the footfalls told him the district
attorney and the boy were at the room
entrance. Colton crossed the room to j
shako hands with the city official.
"What is it?'' asked the blind man |
quickly, with his finger tip on the (
key-board of silence —the pulse of the j
wrist that told him the emotions of
I the heart. "You've heard from |
J Bracken?" It wasn't a guess on the
j part of the blind man, but a certainty.
"Yes. A wireless. He is coming
las fast as his engines can bring him.
I But hj can't reach New York before
to-morrow noon."
"Meanwhile the police are search
ing for his son," interposed the prob
lemist.
"Yes. How did you know? The de
partment has kept even a suspicion of j
such a thing from the papers."
"Sit down," invited the blind man.
"If you don't object to the darkness,
I'll snap off the light; they make my
eyes burn like fire, even through the
cloth."
The district attorney sank lifelessly
into a chair. His manner, his voice,
told the blind,man as plainly as eyes
that the city official had aged years
in the few hours since they had clasp
ed hands in allegiance.
"How did you know young Bracken
jwas suspected?" the district attorney
repeated.
I "Captain McMann is no fool," the
! blind man declared. "He's working
I like fury on this case. It means a
| whole lot to his bulldog nature. It's
i the only chance he ever had to beat
j me. No doubt he was in communica
! tion with Bracken the minute he saw
i the note of recommendation. And
you know what would be the first
thought of the father of a wild son."
"He's sent five imperative wireless
demands to know how his son is im
plicated," the district attorney
answered. "He is refusing to answer
all other messages because he fears
the newspapers."
"It's perfectly logical that he should
want to know about his son. No
doubt the messages to you were blunt
er than the answer to the police, but
McMann only needed a hint, to con
nect the recommendation and the
choosing of the Beaumonde with the
son."
"But, my God, man!" the city of
ficial's voice was hoarse: "think of
my position! He used my car! Why
doesn't he come forward to explain?"
"Why?" echoed tin; blind man, his
fingers touching the black king on the
board.
"But he couldn't be guilty of murd- j
er!" The official's exclamation was
I vehement. "He's nothing but a young
fool, a pawn of scoundrels."
"Wrong!" declared Colton solemn
ly. "He is one of the principals. He
was the waiter at the restaurant."
"Bracken?" The district attorney
refused to believe it.
"The testimony of the waiting cap
tain that the waiter knew the dishes
and silver but didn't know how to
| carry proved my original theory that
the man was not a common waiter.
Bracken would know them because
he had used them all his life; but. of
course, he wouldn't carry them like
a waiter. And Bracken was the same
type as my secretary, very dark.
'Phoning to a former friend told me
that. The natural disguise would be
dyed hair; opposltes are always
chosen. It was probably Sydney's
visit to the house that gave the idea
iof throwing us off the trail by making
I him impersonate the waiter. That—
land one other thing that occurred
j suddenly to change all plans."
"And that other thing?" broke in
(the district attorney.
" T don't know—yet. I think it's a
crow."
"Is that what you expected the two
women to carry away with them?"
asked the district attorney suddenly.
(To Be Continued.)
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