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Boarding at $1 00 u day. %* .: Lunch CouDter open all night. anr -a.. oowaw dotiaxs. CHAPTER 111 Tfir. LA'JItLsION GARDENS MTSTEBT. I confess that I was considerably startled by this fresh proof of the practical nature of my companion's theories. My respect for his powers ol analysis increased wondrously. There still remained some lurking suspicion in my mind, however, that the whole thing was a prearranged episode, in tended to dazzle me, though what earthly object he could have in taking ine in was past my comprehension. When I looked at him he had finished reading the note and his eyes had as sumed the vacant, lack-luster expres sion which showed mental abstraction. "How in the world did you deduce that?" I asked. "Deduce what?" said he, petulantly. "Why, that he was a retired ser geant of marines." "I have no time for trifles," he re plied, brusquely. Then, with a smile: "Excuse my rudeness. You broke the thread of my thoughts; but perhaps it is as well. So you actually were not able to see that that man was a ser geant of marines?" "No, indeed." "It was easier to know it than to ex plain why I know it. If you were asked to prove that two and two made four, you might find some difficulty, and yet you are quite sure of the fact. Even across the street I could see a great blue anchor tattooed on the back of the fellow's hand. That smacked of the sea. lie had a military carriage, however, and regulation side-whiskers. There we have the marine. He was a man with some amount of self-impor tance and a certain air of command. You must have observed the way in which he held his head and swung hia cane. A steady, respectable, middle aged man. too, on the face of him —all facts which led me to believe that he had been a sergeant." "Wonderful!" I ejaculated. "Commonplace," said Holmes, though I thought from his expression that he was pleased at my evident sur prise and admiration. "I said just now that there were no criminals. It appears that I am wrong—look at this!" He threw mo over the note which the commissionaire had brought. "Why," I cried, as I cast my eye over it, "this is terrible!" "It does seem to be a little out of the common," he remarked, calmly. "Would you mind reading it to mo aloud?" This is the letter which I read to him: "MY DEAII MB. SHERLOCK HOLMES: Thera has been a bad business during vuc night at 3 Lauriston gardens, off the Brixton road. Out man on the best saw a light Users about two In the morning, and, as the bouse was an empty one, suspected that something wa9 amiss. HE found the door open, and In the front room. wh!?h is bare of furniture, discovered the body of a gentleman, well dressed, and having cards in hti pocket bearing the name of "Enoch J. Drebber, Cleve land, 0., U. S A.' There had been no rob bery, nor Is there any evidence as to how the man met his death. There are marks of Mood In the room, but there Is no wound upon bis person. Wo are at a loss as to how he camo Into the empty house; Indeed, the whole affair Is a puzzler. If you can come round to the house any time before twelve, you will And me there. I have left everything in statu quo until I bear from you. If you arc unable to come I shall give you fuller details, and would esteem It a great kindness If you would favor me with your opinion. "Yours faithfully, TOBIAS ÜBEOSON." "Gregson is the smartest of the Scot land Yarders," my friend remarked; "he and Lestrade are the pick of a bad lot. They are both quick and ener getic, but conventional —shockingly so. They have their knives into one another, too. They are as jealous as a pair of professional beauties. There will be some fun over this case if they are both put upon the scent." I was amazed at the calm way in which he rippled on. "Surely there is not a moment to be lost," I cried. "Shall I go and order you a cab?" "I am not sure about whether I shall go. I am the most incurably lazy devil that ever stood in shoe leather — that is, when the fit is on me, for I can be spry enough at times." "Why, it is just such a chance as you have been longing for." "My dear fellow, what does It mat ter to me? Supposing I unravel the whole matter, you may be sure that Gregson, Lestrade & Co. will pocket all the credit. That comes of being an unofficial personage." "But he begs you to help him." "Yes. He knows that I am his su perior, and acknowledges it to me; but he would cut his tongue out before he would own it to any third person. However, we may as well go aud have a look. I shall work it out on my own hook. I may have a laugh at them, if I have nothing else. Come on!" He hustled on his overcoat, and bustled about In a way that showed that an energetic fit had superseded the apathetic ono. "Get your hat," he said. "You wish me to come?" "Yes, if you have nothing better to do." A minute later we were both in a hansom, driving furiously for the Brixton road. It was a very foggy, cloudy morning, and a dun-colored veil hung over tho house tops, looking like the reflection of the mud-colored streets beneath. My companion was In the best of spir its, and prattled away about Cremona fiddles, and the difference between a Stradivarius and an Amati. As for myself, 1 was silent, for the dull weather and the melancholy business upon which wo were engaged depressed my spirits. "You don't seem to give much thought to the matter in hand," I said at last, interrupting Holmes' musical disquisition. "No data yet," he answered. "It is a capital mistake to theorize before you have all the evidence. It biases the judgment." "You will have your data soon," I remarked, pointing with my finger; "this is the Brixton road, and that is the house, if I am not very much mis taken." "So it is. Stop, driver, stop!" We were still a hundred yards or so from it, but lie insisted upon our alighting, and we finished our journey upon foot. No. 3 Lauriston gardens wore an ill omened and minatory loolc. It waa one of four which stood back some lit tle way from the street, two being oc cupied and two empty. Thq_ latter looked out with three tiers of vacant, melancholy windows, which were blank and dreary, save that here and there a "To Let" card had developed like a cataract upon the bleared panes. A small garden sprinkled over with a scattered eruption of sickly plants sep arated each of these houses from the street, and was traversed by a narrow pathway, yellowish In color, and con sisting apparently of a mixture of clay and of gravel. The whole place was very sloppy from the rain which had fallen through the night. The garden was bounded. by a ~w 2a 1U T TLER. PA., FRIDAY. FEBRU AR V J>. witn a fringe of wood rails upon the top, r>~-' ■"'pit!"' this wn!l was leaning a stalwart police constable, surrounded by a final 1 knot of loafers, who craned their necks and strained their eyes in the vain hope of catching some glimpse of the proceedings within. I had imagined that Sherlock Holmes would at once have hurried into the house and plunged into a study of the mystery. Nothing appeared to be far ther from his intention. With an air of nonchalance which, under the cir cumstances, seemed to me to border upon affectation, he lounged up and down the pavement, and gazed va cantly at the ground, the sky, the op posite houses, and the line of railings. Having finished his scrutiny, he pro ceeded slowly down the path, or rather down the fringe of grass which flanked the path, keeping his eyes riveted upon the ground. Twice he stopped, and once I saw him smile and heard him utter an exclamation of satisfaction. There were many marks of footsteps upon the wet, clayey soil, but since the police had been coming and going over it, I was unable to see how my com panion could hope to learn anything from it. Still, I had such extraordi nary evidence of the quickness of his perceptive faculties that I had no doubt that he could see a great deal which was hidden from me. At the door of the house we were met by a tall, white-faced, flaxen haired man, with a note-book in his hand, who rushed forward and wrung my companion's hand with effusion. "It is indeed kind of you to come," he said; "I have had everything left un touched." "Except that!" my friend answered, pointing to the pathway. "If a herd of buffaloes bad passed along there could not be a greater mess. No doubt, however, you had drawn your own conclusions, Gregson, before you permitted this." "I have had 60 much to do inside the house," the detective said, evasive ly. "My colleague, Mr. Lestrade, is here. I had relied upon him to look after this." Holmes glanced at me, and raised his eyes sardonically. "With two such men as yourself and Lestrade upon the ground, there will not be much for a third party ta find out," he said. Gregson rubbed his hands in a self satisfied way. "1 think we have done all that can bo done," he answered; "It's a queer case, though, and I knew your taste for such things." "You did not come here in a cab?" asked Sherlock Holmes. "No, sir." "Nor Lestrade?" ">To, sir." "Then let us go and look at the room." With which inconsequent re n ark he strode on into the house, fol lowed by Gregson, whose features ex pressed his astonishment. A short passage, bare planked and dusty, led to the kitchen and offices. Two doors opened out of it to the left and to the right. One of these had ob viously been closed for uiany weeks. The other belonged to the dining-room, which was the apartment In which the mysterious alt'air had occurred. Holmes walked In, and I followed him with that subdued feeling at my heart which the presence of death Inspires. GAZED VACANTLY AT THE OROtTST). It was a large, square room, looking all the larger for the absence of all furniture. A vulgar, flaring paper adorned the walls, but it was blotched in places with mildew, and here and there great strips hud become detached and hung down, exposing the yellow plaster beneath. Opposite the door was a showy fireplace, surmounted by a mantle-piece of imitation white mar ble. On one corner of this was stuck the stump of a red wax candle. Tho solitary window was so dirty that the light was hazy and uncertain, giving a dull gray tinge to everything, which was intensified by the thick layer of dust which coated the whole apart ment. All these details I observed after ward. At present my attention was centered upon the single grim, motion less figure which lay stretched upon the boards with vacant, sightless eyes staring up at the discolored ceiling. It was that of a man about forty-three or forty-four years of age, middle sized, broad-shouldered, with crisp, curling black hair and a shorty stub bly beard, lie was dressed in a heavy broadcloth frock coat and waistcoat, vi ith light colored trousers and im maculate collar and cuffs. A top hat, well brushed and trim, was placed upon the floor beside him. His hands were clinched and his arms thrown abroad, while his lower limbs were in terlocked as though his death-struggle had been a grievous one. On his rigid face there stood an expression of hor ror and. as it seemed to me, of hatred, such as I have never seen upon human features. This malignant and terrible contortion, combined with the low forehead, blunt nose and prognathous jaw, gave the dead mun a singularly bimiousand ape-like appearance, which was Increased by his writhing, unnat ural posture. I have seen death in many forms, but never has it appeared to me in a more fearsome aspect than in that dark, grimy apartment, which looked out upon one of the main arte ries of suburban London. Lestrade, lean and ferret-like as ever, was standing by the doorway, and greeted my companion and myself. "This caso will make a stir, sir," he remarked. "It beats anything I have seen, and I am no chicken." "There is no clew," said (Iregson. "None at all," chimed in Lestrade. Sherlock Holmes approached the body, and, kneeling down, examined it intently. "You arc sure that there is no wound?" he asked, pointing to numerous gouts and splashes of blood which lay all round. "Positive!" cried both detectives. "Then, of course, this blood belongs to a second individual—presumably the murderer, if murder has been com -1 mitted. It reminds me of the clrcum i stances attendant ou the death of Van Do you remember the case. Gregi»on?" "Ko, sir." "Read it up—you really should. There is nothing new under the sun. It has all been done before." As he spoke, his nimble lingers were flying here, there and everywhere, feeling, pressing 1 , unbuttoning, exam ining 1 , while his eyes wore the same far-away expression which I hare al ready remarked upon. So swiftly was the examination made that one would hardly have guessed the minuteness with which it was conducted. Finally, he sniffed the dead man's and then glanced at the soles of his patent leather boots. "He has not been moved at all?" ho asked. "No more than was necessary for the purpose of our examination.'' "You can take him to the mortuary now," he said. "There is nothing more to be learned." Gregson had a stretcher and four men at hand. At his call they entered the room, and the stranger was lifted and carried out. As they raised him, WmkMiS ' •- » v\ SHERLOCK HOLMES API'ROACUED THE BODT. a ring tinkled down ijnd roll'-'l across the floor. Lestrade grabbed it up and stared at it with mystified eyes. "There's been a woman here," he cried. "It's a woman's wedding-ring." He held it out, as he spoke, upon the palm of his hand. We all gathered round him and trazed at it. There could be no doubt that that circle of plain gold had once adorned the finger of a bride. "This complicates matters," said Gregson. "Heaven knows, they were complicated enough before!" "You're sure it doesn't simplify them?" observed Holmes. "There's nothing to be learned by staring at it. What did you find in his pockets?" "We have it all here," said Gregson, pointing to a litter of objects upon ono of the bottom steps of the stairs. "A gold watch, No. 97,103, by Barraud, of London. Gold Albert chain, very heavy and solid. Gold ring, with ma sonic device. Gold pin—bulldog's head, with rubies as eyes. Russian leather card-case, with cards of Enoch J. Drebber, of Cleveland, correspond ing with the E. J. D. upon the linen. No purse, but loose money to the ex tent of seven pounds thirteen. Pocket edition of Boccaccio's ' Decameron.'with name of Joseph Stangerson upon the fly-leaf. Two letters—one addressed to E. J. Drebber and one to Joseph Stangerson." "At what address?" "American Exchange, Strand—to be Wt till called for. They are both from the Guion Steamship company, and re fer to the sailing of their boats from Liverpool. It is clear that this unfor tunate man was about to return toNew York." "Have you made any inquiries as to this man Stangerson?" "I did it at once, sir," said Gregson. "I have had advertisements sent to all the newspapers, and one of my men has gone to the American Exciiange, but he has uot returned yet." "Have you sent to Cleveland?" "We telegraphed this morning." "How did you word your inquiries?" "We simply detailed the circum stances, and said that we should be glad of any information which could help us." "You did not ask for particulars on any point which appeared to you to be crucial?" "I asked about Stangerson." "Nothing else? Is there no circum stance on which this whole case ap pears to hinge? Will you not tele graph again?" "I have said all I have to say," said Gregson, in an offended voice. Sherlock Holmes chuckled to him self, and appeared to be about to make some remark, when Lestrade. who had been in the front room while we were holding this conversation in the hall, reappeared upon the scene, rubbing his hands in a pompous and self-satis fled manner. "Mr. Gregson," he said, "I have just made a discovery of the highest im 1/ ' 5 THEHE WAS BCBAWLED IS BLOOD-BED I.ETTEBS A SINGLE WORD. portance, and one which would have been overlooked had I not made a care ful examination of the walls." The little man's eyes sparkled as he spoke, and he was evidently in a state of suppressed exultation at having scored a point against his colleague. "Come here," he said, bustling back into the room, the atmosphere of which felt cleaner since the removal of its ghastly inmate. "Now stand there!" He struck a match on his boot and held it up against the wall. "Look at that!" he said, triumphant ly- I have remarked that the paper had fallen away in these parts. In this particular corner of the room a large piece had peeled off. leaving a yellow square of coarse plastering. Across this bare space there was scrawled in blood-red letters a single word: "BACBE." "What do you think of that?" cried the detective, with the air of a show man exhibiting his show. "This was overlooked because it was in the dark est corner of the room, and no one thought of looking there. The mur derer has written it with his or her , own blood. See thiß smear where it ! has trickled down the wall! That dis ! poses of the idea of suicide, anyhow, j Why was thai corner chosen to write ! it on? I will tell you. See that candle on the mantel piece. It was lit at the time, and if it was lit this corner [ would be the brightest instead of the darkest portion of the wall." "And what does it mean, now that you have found it?" asked Gregson, in a deprecatory voice. "Mean? Why, it means that the writer was going to put the female name Rachel, but was disturbed bo fore he or she had time to finish. You mark my words, when this comes I ty be ohittrctl uj>_ yyu wiil fijjd tbut a woman named Rachel lias something to do with it. It's ail very well for you to laugh. Mr. Sherlock Holmes. You may be very smart ami clever, but the old hound is best, when all is said and done." "I really beg your pardon"' said my companion, who had rufiled the little man's temper by bursting into an ex plosion of laug-hter. "You certainly have the credit of being the first of us to find this out. and, as you say, it bears every mark of having been written by the other participant in last night's mystery. I have not had time to examine this room yet, but with your permission 1 shall do so now." As he spoke he whipped a tape measure and a large, round magnify ing class from his pocket. With these two instruments he trotted noiselessly about the room, sometimes stopping, occasionally kneeling, and once lying flat on his face. So engrossed was he with his occupation that he appeared to have forgotten our presence, for he chattered away to himself under his breath the whole time, keeping up a running fire of exclamations, groans, whistles, and little cries suggestive of encouragement and hope As I watched him I was irresistibly re minded of a pure-blooded, well-trained fox-hound as it dashes backward and forward through the covert, whining in its eagerness, until it comes across the lost scent. For twenty minutes or more he continued his researches, measuring with the most exact care the distance between marks which were entirely invisible to me. and occa sionally applying his tape to the walls In an equally incomprehensible man ner. In one place he gathered very carefully a little pile of gray dust from the floor and packed it away in an envelope. Finally he examined with his glass the words upon the wall, go ing over every letter of it with the Bost minute exactness. This done, he appeared to be satisfied, for he re placed the tape and glass in his pocket. "They say that genius is an infinite capacity for tafcing pains." he remarked with a smile. "It's a very bad defini tion, but it does apply to detective work." Gregson and Lestrade had watched the maneuvers of their amateur com panion with considerable curiosity and some contempt. They evidently failed to appreciate the fact, which I had bo gun to realize, that Sherlock Holmes' smallest actions were all directed to ward some definite and practical end. "What do you think of it?" they both asked. "It would be robbing you of the credit of the case if 1 was to presume to help you," remarked my friend. "You are doing so well now that it would be a pity for anyone to inter fere." There was a world of sarcasm in his voice, as he spoke. "If you will let me know how your investigations go," he continued. "1 shall lie happy to give you any help I can. In the meantime, 1 should like to speak to the constable who found the body. Can you give me his name and ad dress?" Lestrade glanced at his note-book. "John Ranee," he said. "He is off duty now. You will find him at 46 Audley court, Kcnnington park gate." Holmes took a note of the address. "Come along, doctor," he said; "we shall go and look him up. I'll tell you one thing which may help you in the case," he continued, turning to the two detectives. "There has been murder done, and the murderer was a man. He was more than six feet high, was in the prime of life, had small feet for his height, wore coarse, square toed boots and smoked a Trichinopoly cigar. He came here with his victim in a four-wheeled cab, which was drawn by a horse with three old shoes and one new one on his off fore-leg. In all probability the murderer had a florid face, nnd the finger-nails of his right hand were remarkably long. These are only a few indications, but they may assist you." Lestrade and Gregson glanced at each other with an incredulous smile. "If this man was murdered, how was it done?" asked the former. "Poison," said Sherlock Holmes, curt ly, and strode off. "One other thing, Lestrade," he adtlfcd. turning round at the door; " 'Rache' is the German for 'revenge;' so don't lose your time look ing for Miss Rachel." With which I'arthian shot he walked away, leaving the two rivals open mouthed behind him. (TO BE COSTISfED.) LICORICE HARVEST IN SYRIA. Gutbrreil 111 Sacks uud tarrleil oo Camels to the Senbourd. In a series of articles describing the planting, cultivation, preparation for market and transportation of licorice root, appearing in the Pharmaceutical Era. there is the following interesting descriptive bit In digging licorice root in Syria the usual way is to start a trench ' the length of the place to be dug over, about two feet in length, and work from that, each man placing in a pile the root he has dug. and at the end of the day or longer time it is taken to the scales, weighed and paid for at a special rate per pound An allowance is always made for the dirt ; that clings to the root The root is then spread out for a few days to I slightly dry and is piled in stacks i about three feet wide and four or five | feet high, rounded off at the top in or j der to shed rain, and the piles are nar row enough to prevent heating At the end of the rainy season the root is spread out to drv for about two months, being turned over from time ! to time, during which process nil the i adhering earth dries and falls off. leav lug it clean and ready for transport to the point of shipment- It is then put into canvas sacks, each containing from 1 two hundred to two hundred and fifty pounds, two sacks being a load for a camel or a mule For the transporta tion of the root from the place where dug to the port of shipment, varying from two to five days' journey, a con i tract is usually made with some Arab or Bedouin sheik for a certain amount of cantars (of about five hundred pounds each) at a certain price, he to furnish camels and men and the owner j to furnish and till the sacks. About fifty camels go in one caravan or drove, for which five men are suffi cient. Sometimes, if one hundred camels are used, the caravan goes in sections; one tnau riding a donkey leaf's the Urst camel and the rest fol low the leader, while the other men ! walk, keeping any camel from straying or lagging too far behind They usu ally start early in the morning and go ten or fifteen tniles. when a halt Is made, the loads are taken off. and the camels are allowed to browse on tha thorn or other bushes for three or four hours, then load'd again and about the same distance traveled, when tlicy are again unloaded and the night is spent in the open air. and an early ! start made the next morning And so on until the seal»oard is reached, where they are unloaded, the root is weighed, the sacks emptied, and re turned to be again refilled in the fields j for another trip. On the Euphrates and Tigris tho root Is obtained near the banks of the rivers and. after be ing properly dried, is loa led in bulk on native bouts called bugalows. car rying from fifty to 100 tons, which float down the river, or'ail if the wind is favorable, or at time-, are towed by men as far dowu as Ba .orah. where the root is unloaded and pressed in | fvr biuiw&V GOOD HORSE BARN. Gcnrrml I'lao. MfHurtmrau tn