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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1908-03-05, Page 6• TUE WLN(P.Q.0 TIMEM* IiIARCR 5, 1908 The Marathon Mystery .01 =,o.r of Manhattan By BURTON E. STEVENSON Author of "'Cite Holladay Case" Copyright. 1904. by henry Holt avid Companlr • "Well, the bag, In the first piece— ...only a sailor would, carry his clothes that way. Then put your head down in it and under the tobacco you'll smelt the Salt." Godfrey sniffed and nodded again. Then he got out his knife. "Let's take a look at the inside of Mr. Thompson's curio," be said, and inserted the blade. A. twist and the sides unclosed. SInM- monds sprang back with a sharp cry ot surprise as he saw what lay within, and even Godlfrey's heart gave a sud- den Ieap. For there, coiled thrice upon Itself, lay a little viper, with venomous, tri- angular head. Then In an instant Godfrey smiled. "It's not alive," he said. "Don't you see, it's some marvelous kind, of nut." Simmonds approached cautiously and took another look, "A nut?" he repeated. "A nut? Well, • that bents zee!" And well it nrtglrt, for in every de- tail the form was perfect. Godfrey looked at It musingly. "Tris may give us a clew," he said. "I shouldn't imagine a nut like this grows in many parts of, the world, though, of course, a sailor might pick It up anywhere—from another sailor, . in a slop shop, even here in New York, perhaps." He closed the shell together again and placed it In the bag, stuffing the rest of the clothing in after it. "Thompson had no very exalted idea of clean1Iuess," he remarked, "Itis clothing need& a visit to the laundry. Anti this is all?" "Yea. He'd rented his furniture from a store down the street. Iie had to pay his rent in advance because be had so • little baggage. That receipt's the only thing that's got his name on it—oh, yes. • There's a letter tattooed on his left arm, but it's nota T—it's-a J." "Which goes to show that bis name wasn't Thompson. I think you're right, Simmouds, In putting Mer down as a sailor. T thought so last night; in fact, I've already got two men making a tour of the clocks trying to find some- body who knew him." "have you?" said Simmonds, smiling. "That's like you.• There's another cur.. ous thing, though, about the clothing he had on." "Wbat is that?" "Some of It's marked with one initial, • some with another. Not one piece is marked with' his" The door opened and the coroner's clerk entered. "Mr. Goldberg sent the exhibits back to yeti," he said, holding out a parcel • to Simmonds. Simmouds opened it and took out a pocketbook, a pipe, a knife and some silver money. . • "All right," he said, and signed a receipt. Godfrey waited until the door closed, then be rose and came over to Sim- monds' side. "There's something here that might help us," he said, picking up the pocketbook. "Those newspaper clip- pings—why, they're not here!" Simmonds smiled dryly. • "That's another thing I wanted to tell you. The clippings have been re- moved." "Removed? By whom?" "That's a question, They were re- moved some time between the moment we looked at them and the moment the coroner took charge." Godfrey stared at him with startled eyes. "You remember," Simmonds contin- ued, "that after we looked at the pocketbook I put it back in Thomp- son's pocket." "Yes; I saw you do that" "We then Went into the bedroom and had a look Around, leaving the body alone"— "With 11llss Croydon," said Godfrey, • completing the sentence. a -"There's another thing," continued PaIe, Sickly Girls HAVE ANAEMIA Your mirror will tell you if you ate anaemic, for the unnatural pallor of the gums and in. side of the lips and eyelids indicate thin,watery blood. You may also have indigestion, ditty, faint. ing spells, severe headaches, and feelings of irritability and extreme lassitude. The blood is lacking in the very elements that are con. tained in condensed and easily _assimilated form in Dr. A. W. 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This Is a piece of pipe he had removed and left lying behind the radiator. He re- members It distinctly. Do you recall the position of the radiator?" "Yes; opposite the bedroom door." "Exactly. Then the person coming from that door must haverossed the room to get it. More than that, he must have hunted for It or known it was there, Miss Croydon knows more than she's told us. I don't think .she's been square with us." "Well, perhaps she hasn't," Godfrey said slowly, "Anyway, we've got to work at the case from the other end. We've got to Identify Thompson first" "Yes," agreed Simmonds. "You'll let me know if you find out anything." "Of Course," said Godfrey, rising, and with a curt nod he wont out ands down the steps to the street. At the oace he found two reports awaiting him. One was from the men be had sent along the docks—they had found no one who could identify the photograph of Thompson. The other vets from Delaney, the head ,of.. the Record's intelligence department. At 2 o'clock that morning, just before re- tiring, Godfrey had phoned a message to the office: DElancy—x want all the information ob- tainable concerning the history of the Croydon family, to which Mrs. Richard Delroy and Grace Croydon belong. This was the result: Gustavo Croydon, notary and money Iender, 17 Rue d'Antin, Paris, removed with wife and young daughter about 1878 to Beckenham, just south of .London, England. Why he removed from" France not known. Rue d'Antln has been'tcom- pletely rebuilt within last thirty years, and only person there now who remem- bers Croydon is an old notary named Faure, who has an office at the corner of Rue St. Augustin. He has vague mem. ory that Croydon left France to avoid criminal prosecution of some sort. Croydon bought small country place near Beckenham and lived there quietly in bend -retirement. Fortune apparently not large. In 1891 mortgaged estate for £2,000; mortgage paid in 1897. Religion, Catholic. Excellent reputation at Beckenham. Eldest daughter, Edith, born in France Aug. 20, 1874. Educated at. school there, but broke down from overstudy and re- turned to Beckenham, where she became Interested In social settleznent work. There met Richard Delroy, New York, who was making investigation of London charities. Married him June 6, 1900, and went immediately to New York. Only other child, younger daughter, Grace, born et Beckenham May 12, 1880. Educated at home. No unusual incidents In life so far as known. Croydon and wife died, typhoid fever, 1901. Delroys came to England and after selling property' and settling estate took Grace home with them. Estate, left whol- ly to younger sister, paid Inheritance tax on £7,500. Godfrey read this through slowly, dwelling upon it point by point. "The skeleton," he said to himself, "is pretty plain—it lies concealed some- where behind Croydon's departure from France. There must have been some unusual reason for that—a rea- son even more serious, perhaps, than this threatened prosecution—the clip• plugs would tell the story. • "But is it worth while trying to dig it up? It wouldn't be a difficult thing to do if the newspapers handled It at the time, but I don't know," and he Stared out through the window with drawn brows. "If it's buried again, I believe I'II let it rest—for the present, $uyway," and he whirled back to his desk. He wrote the story of the day's de- velopments and turned it in. "We've been lucky," said the city editor, with a gleeful smile as he took the copy. "We've got photographs of aII the principals." " "Have we?" "Yes—they cost $500, but they're worth it. No other paper hi town will have 'era." "That's good," said Godfrey, but it was a half hearted commendation, and he left the office in a frame of mind not wholly amiable. The methods of a popular newspaper are not always above reproach. "Thank heaven," he added to him- self, his face clearing a little, "there's nothing in my story to implicate either ,Hiss Croydon or Mrs. Delroy—there's no hint of the skeleton! I took care of that—which," he concluded, with a grim smile, "Is mighty forbearing In a yellow journalist!" What further tests there were to be of his forbearance not even he sus- pected, CitArTmt r S a matter of Course, the affair at the Marathon created a .great public sensation. The papers• overflowed witir de- tails, theories, suggestions to the pollee, letters front interested readers. It has long been a habit of mine, whoa any partieta:ley abstruse crim- inal mystery is before the public, to pin my faith to &e Itecord. Its other fea- tntes I do not namire, but I knew that Jinn Godfrey was its expert in crime, and ever'sitree my eneountcr with hint In the Holladay case I have entertain, ed the liveliest admiration of his nett - men and audacity. Tf tt mystery was possible of solution, 1 believed that he tfl�i sdlv.e It, so It 'alit to the L%eet rtl 1 turned now anti read, carefully: every word he wrote about the tragedy. I was sitting in zny roots on the evening of the second clay after the affair, smoking a postprandial - pipe and reading the Record's stenographic report of the COrOlier% nuttiest, when there came a knock at my door and my landlady entered. Site held in her baud a paper wblclt had a forlilldeble legal appearance. "slave you founds another apuraneut yet, Mr, Lester?" she asked. "No, I haven't, Mrs. Fitch," I Said. afraid I've not been as dalligeut in iooi.ing for one as I should have beet,," "Well, I've just got another notice," and she sighed wearily. "They're going to begin tearing down the house day after tomorrow, I can't find aeotlier ,rouse, so I'm going to put my furuiture in storage. I've told the men to come for It tomorrow." "Ali right," I said. "If I can't find an apartment to suit, I'll put my stuff In storage, too, and stay at a hotel for awhile. I'll know by tomorrow noon, Mrs, Fitch." I settled back in my chair and took up my paper again, when a sudden thought brought Inc bolt upright. Ilere was an apartnrt±ut, two rooms and bath, just what I wanted, empty—and, more- over, so situated that I sbould be ad- mirably placed foe close at hand study of the tragedy. Igilueed at my watch. It was only half past 7, and I hurried into my coat in a sudden fever of im- patience lest some one else should get there before me. Twenty minutes' walk brought me to the Marathon apartment house, and as I stepped into the vestibule I saw sit- tiii by the elevator a red faced man whom I recoguized instantly as Hip. gtus, the janitor, Ho rose as I ap- proaches him. "Yost have an apartment here to rent, haven't you?" I asked,. "Not jest now, sir," he answered, "There will be nett week—!f th' walk- in' delegates leaves us alone. You see, tir' house Is being remodeled." "Olr," 1 saki, more disappointed than I eared to show, "I thought perhaps there was one I could move into at once. Next week won't do me any good." He moistened his lips and scratched his head, eying me undecidedly. "May I ask your name, air?" he sate at last. • I handed hint a card which had also the address of my firm, Graham & Royce. Ile read it slowly. "We've got one apartment, sir," he said, looking up when he Iran mastered it; "two rooms an' bath—but it needs a little 'clement up. When do y' have t' have It?" "I have to move in tomorrow," I an' mecca, and I told Trim briefly why. "May I look at this apartment?" He hesitated yet a moment, then straightened up with sudden resolu- tion. "You kin see it if you want to, sir," be said, "but first I must tell you that it's soot fourteen, where they was a—a murder two days ago," "A murder?" I repeated. "Orr, yes; I did see something about it in the papers. 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Per- haps I can buy these. They seem peels ty good." "They are, sir," agreed Higgins. "They're good carpets, and as good as Q.' day they was put down. It'll make it lots easier for us if we don't have t' take 'em up." "All right," I agreed. "Find out what they're worth. 'When can you have the rooms ready?" IIe looked at me and scratched his head again. Then, remembering sud- denly the nature of janitors, I took out my purse and tipped him. "Have them ready by tomorrow. afternoon," I said. "Get a man to help you, if necessary. I'll expect to be at home here tomorrow night." "That's all right, sir," he assured mo instantly, and just then the elevator bell rang. "There," be added, "It's them confounded artists, too lazy t' walk downstairs. I'll be back in a minute, sir." • I looked about the room, There was the corner where ,hiss Croydon had cowered, and from which she had shot at Thompsou's assailant. There was the spot where Thompson himself had fallen. He bad lain extended on the carpet, while the—what was that? A tiny sparkle caught my eye, a_ reflection of the light overhead. I sprang Prom my chair and stooped above the plaee; but could see nothing. I returned to my chair and again caught the reflection. This time I marked it exactly in the pattern of the carpet, went to it carefully, put down my band--nothing—yes, a little hard point pressed into the carpet, so minute I could not pick it up. I moistened my finger, and an instant later under the light I saw that I had found a dia- mond! ' "Well, have y' got it all fixed, sir?" asked a voice from the door, and Y turned with a start to see Higgins standing there. "Yen," I answered, rousing myself with an effort; and I gave him such di- rrvtions as occurred to me. "Has any one else been in the rooms?" I asked. "Say, that's funny!" he cried. "I'd purty nigh fergot it Early this mornin' they was somebody—a wo- man." He came close to me and dropped his voice to a hoarse whisper. "D' y' know who I think It was? That Croydon woman!" I stared at him in amazement. "Weren't you sure?" "No; she had a veil wrapped round her head an' she was dressed different, But it was her—I know it." "And what did•she want?" I asked, more and more astonished. "She wanted t' see th' rooms, but I told her they was closed. I tell you, I was dead afeared t' come up here with her. 11eNy'd 1 Jittgw but she'd take a shot- at melt Then she wanted tl rent 'ens sight unseen, an' offered a month's rent in advance, but I told -her we didn't rent soots t' Single women, which was true. Mebbe I was kind o' rough, but I was a-skeered t' have her around, fer I kind o' believe she's crazy, se purty soon, after some more talkin', she give it up an' went away." As we went down in the elevator the car stopped. A man and a woman went} waiting to be taken up. At the man 1 aid not even glance, for leis companion held my eyes. Such fierce, dark, passionate beauty I had never seen before, and my nerves were still tingling with the sight of It as I left the building and turned westward to - Ward my rooms. CHAPTER VI. Olt three days Thompson's body lay enthroned on its eouehh at the morgue, but of the thousands of people who flied past it not one could give a single clew to its Identity. l'ubife futr-est waned and dwindled end passed on to other things. Even with me, Iiving at the very scene of the crime, it faded in nn astonisi;ing W;iy; it bo longer occupied my thoughts. Over my evening pipe It was tat the details of the mystery I con- eared up, but a vision of a dart: face. An inquiry of the janitor developed e fact that it was my neighbors,• Ittr d ,firs. Tremble, Whom I had Met at evening as I Raft the' elevator They had the apartment just aeross•the ,roll front shine, and l bud' thought,, of eoti1 e, that I must meet them! fret rguently,. bad tllr e' diap .4a, i Zassec#• 411 I had naught not a glimpse -of them their hours far coming and going seemed radically different from mine. I board the staid= opening of a door; a scream, slaili, full of terror. I.ut'ely have I been so startled as I wee by that voice, In au instant 1 was lir the ,tail. A red, light streamed through the open door of the apartment opposite, silliouetting a wotsau's figure, 2tarin;, with clasped bands. 1 sprain past her, pulled amp the blueing eut'tains and threw theist into the hall, where ITlggins, who had run up the stairs, stamped out the names. The room was frill of smoke, but it was evident that the fi:ir had spread no farther. 1 opened the window and the smoke was whirled away. "Ale bon die!" cried Mrs. Tremaine in a queerly broken but very clearnling mixture of Freueh and English. "What a chance! What good fortune that you were lit your room, in'sieur!" She had closed the window with a nervous slaver at the cold and then stepped back into the full light. I fainly gasped as I locked at her. Charming she had been gowned ac- cording to the New York fashion; now she was radiant in a costume whose t'orgoonsness seemed just the setting Luer beauty needled. At the moment It co:•tpletely dazzled me, but I was able alerward, In a calmer• mood, to analyze it—tbo crimson petticoat, the embroidered clreniise with its fold upon fold of lace, showing through the silken shoulder scarf; the necklace of gold beads and bracelets, studs, brooches— what not. The sight of Biggins stand- ing staring at this vision with opens mouth brought me to my senses. "I um very happy to have been there, In:Wame," I said, and started toward the door. "But you will not go," she protested. 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Tillage increases the available TIart food in the land, assists in accelerating chemical changes, Morasses the amount of water absorbed, and the bolding power of the soil, and destroys weeds_ By stirring the soil up, it brings particles into eoutaot with others of a d fierenir nature, increased the entry of air and water, the elements whioh first made soft from rock, and gives a freer movement to salts and gases, Good tillage has s4so been found to iabibit the increase of harmful bacteria, and to stimulate the propagation of beneficial ones, an im- portant reason why tillage should not; be negleoted. Draining deepens the soil, which as- sists in growing plants. It helps to give the soil better aeration, enables manures to act .more beneficially, allows the saft. to become better warmed, lengthens the season of growth, and last but most im- portant of all, it assists the superfluous water to get away a itbout washing the land, while at the same time permitting the roots of plants to get deeper into the ground, when they u ill be better able to resist drought. ' The report of the eommienion appcint- ed to investigate the Qneboo bridge dis- aster has been handed to the Minister of Rtilways. It fiide that the proper provision was not made for the great strain on the central span. A. recent reference of A ln. Wilhlatn: Paterson to the Senate se a body of old gentlemen who dreamed life away in perfect serenity onme in for some strong crzticiem from the members of the Upper House. Don't Neglect aCough orCold IT CAN HAVE BUT ONE RESULT. IT LEAVES THE THROAT or LUNGS, OR BOTH, AFFECTED. DR. WOOD'S NORWAY PINE SYRUP IS THE MEDACINE YOU NEED • It is 'without an equal as a remedy ror Coughs, Colds, Bronchitis, Sore Throat, 'Vain in Otho Chest, Asthma, Whooping Cough, Quinsy and all affections of the Throat and Lungs. A single dose of Dr. Wood's ,Norway Pine Syrup'will stop tho cough, soothe the threat, and if the cough or cold has be. come settled on the lungs, the healing properties of the Norway Pine Tree will proclaim its great virtue by promptly eradicating the bad effects, and at persist- ent use of the remedy cannot fail to bring but it complete euro. Do not be humbugged into buying so- called Norway Pine Syrups, last be eurt!r and Insist on having Dr. %Vooal's. It ids pat up in a yellow wrapper, three Rine trees the trade mark, and price 25 cis. Mrs, Ileury Seabrook, Hepworth, Ont., writes : "I have used Dr. Wood's Norway Pine Syrup in our family for the Bast three year and 1 consider it the best remedy Iceman for the euro of colds. It has Cartel all my children and myself."