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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1909-05-13, Page 7TW WINGIJAM TIMES MAY 13 1909 v,'..S,::NyS41T,Yvi^;}I431.t,LNJh,.. .ukkS.,.rti..: ,z.t!<vogi.i` ,Ki YK43' .a tki-'?'i. Ntf•i"i(H ilii SlN' OM, iii11111111.02MOIMMINIS1111MY A V Serpent E.Ipal By FERGUS HUME, Author f "She Mystery gf a Ransom Cab," "See Mandarin's Fan." Eta COPYRIGHT, 1905., By G. W. DILLINGHAM COMPANY �44.0t°, ^>a',o,,4- 04,7,44/14 n .24,1 xM441",i.Q`It11,',{t4�sju$x"; >isNK.+ih .4*44 444w >•,Y»jEr,$4ce^4444.4. confessed all the truth. However, what could be done was done, and several plain clothes detectives were detearch for the missing boy. Posh remained quiet for, at all events, the next four and twenty hours. Whether he saw Mrs. Krill or not during that time Hurd did not know and, truth to say, he cared very little. The lawyer had undoubtedly acted dishonestly, and, if the matter were made public, there would be every chance that he would be struck off the rolls. To prevent this Pash was quite ready to sell Mrs. Krill and any one else connected with the m; `cry- Also, he wished to keep tae ' usiness of Miss Norman, suppos- ii money—as he hinted might be ti. :ase through his assistance—came b;is to her, and this might be used as 1t means to make him speak out. Hurd was now pretty sure that Mrs. Krill was the guilty- person. "She knew Pash through Hay," ar- gued the detective, while thinking over the case, "and undoubtedly came to see him before Norman's death, so that Pash might suggest ways and means of getting the better of the old man by means of the bigamy business. Mrs. Krill was in the Chancery lane office when the brooch left by Tray was en the table, and Mrs. Krill, anx- ious to get it, no doubt slipped it into her pocket when Pash was talking to his clerk in the outer room. Then expect she decided to punish her husband by fastening his lips together • a,s he had done those of her daughter twenty and more years ago. I can't exactly see why she strangled him," mused Hurd, "as she could have got the money without proceeding to such an extreme measure. But the man's dead, and she killed him sure enough. Now, I'll get a warrant out and arrest her straight away. I may force her to speak now that she is in a corner." Having made up his mind Hurd went to work at once, and the next day, late in. the afternoon, he was driving in a cab to 23A. Hunter street, Kensing- ton, with the warrant in his pocket. He also had with him a letter which he had received from Miss Qian and ;written from Beechill, In Buckingham- shire. Aurora had made good use of her time and had learned a number of facts connected with Mrs. grill's early life which Hurd thought would prove of interest to the woman. In ' one way and another the case was be- coming plain and clear, and the de- tective made sure that he would gain the reward. The irony of the thing was that Mrs. Krill, with a view to throwing dust 1n the eyes of the law, had offered a bribe of £1,000 for the discovery of the assassin. Hurd had brought a plain clothes po- liceman with him, and this man re- mained outside in a hansom while Hurd rang the bell. In a few minutes the door was opened, and the detective . sent up his card. Mrs. Krill proved to be at home and consented to receive him; so, shortly, the man found him- self in an elegantly furnished drawing room bowing before the silent and se- date daughter. "You wish to see my mother," said Maud, with her eternal smile. "She will be down in a few minutes." After a few words Miss Krill rang the bell. "I want these things taken away," she said, pointing to a work- basket and some millinery with which she had been engaged when Hurd was announced, "then I shall leave you to speak to my mother." The detective wondered if she was too fine a lady to remove these things herself, but his surprise ceased when the door opened and no less a person than Matilda Junk appeared. He guessed at once that the landlady of the Red Pig had come up to see her sister and had related details about her visitor. Probably Mrs. Krill guessed that Hurd had been asking questions, and Matilda had been intro- duced to see if he was the man. He became certain of this when Miss Junk threw up her hands. "The commercial gent!" she exclaimed, "Oh, no," said Maud, smiling smooth- ly. "This is Mr., Hurd, the detective, who is searching for the assassin of my dear father." "Lor'," said Matilda, growing red. "And he's the man as came to ask questions at the 'otel. I do call It bold of you, Mister Policeman." "Why did you go down to Christ- church?" hristchurch?" asked Miss Krill. "If I have to find out who killed your father," said Hurd, with an accent on the word father, "It was necessary that I should learn about his past life as Lemuel Kri1L" "My mother could have informed you, sir." "I guessed as much, and, as Miss Junk would not speak, I have come to question Mrs. Krill. Ah, here she is." Hurd rose and bowed. "I am glad to see you, madam." Mrs. Krill, who was as plump and smiling and smooth faced and severe as ever, bowed and rubbed her white hands together. At a sign from Mand, Matilda gathered up the fancy work and went out of the room, with many backward glances. These were mostly indignant, for she was angry at Hurd's deception. "Do you wish my daughter to stay?" asked Mrs. Krill smoothly. "'That is as she pleases," said the de- tective. "No, thank you, mother," said Maud, shuldering, "I have heard quite enough of my poor father's terrible death," and she swept out of the draw- ing room, with a gracious smile. "The poor child is so sensitive," sigh- ed Mrs. Krill, taking a sent, with her back to the window. "I trust, Mr. Hurd, you have come with good news," said the widow. "What would you call good news?" asked the detective dryly. "That you had traced the assassin," she replied coolly. "I'll leave you to judge whether I have been successfuI," said Hurd. "I shall be pleased to hear," was the When the Manes the trouble to pretend that you met IIay at leash's office for the first time," "That was some romantic rubbish of my daughter's. There was no rea- son why we should not have acknowl- edged Mr. Hay as au old acquaint- ance," "None in the world that I can eee," said Burd smoothly, "He told you that Aaron Norman was your hus- band." "No," said Mrs. Krill decidedly. "I first heard of my husband by seeing a chance handbill"— "Not at all," answered Hurd, just as decidedly, "Hay has confessed." "There was nothing to confess," cried Mrs. Krill loudly and with em- phasis. "Oh, I think so," said the detective, noting that she was losing her temper. "You didn't want it known that you were aware of Norman's identity be- fore his death. Do you deny that?" "I deny everything," gasped Mrs. Krill, her bands trembling. "That's a pity, as I want you to cor- roborate certain, facts connected with Anne Tyler. Do you know the name?" "My maiden name," said the widow, and a look of fear crept into her hard, staring eyes. "How did you come to know of it?" "From the marriage certificate sup- plie;l by Pash." "IIe had no right to give it to you." "IIe didn't. I possess only a copy. But that copy I sent down in charge of a certain person to Beechill. This person found that you were married as Anne Tyler to Lemuel Krill in the parish church, twenty miles from your birthplace. This person also made in- quiries at Stowley about you. You etre the daughter of a farmer." "I mentioned that fact myself." "Yes. But you didn't mention that your mother had been hanged for poi- soning your father." Mrs. Brill turned ghastly pale. "No," she said in a suffocating voice. "Such is the case, but can you wonder that I forebore to mention that fact? My daughter knows nothing of that— nor did my husband"— "Which husband do you mean, Krill or Jessop?" asked Hurd. Mrs. Krill gasped and rose, swaying. "What do you mean, man?" "This," said the detective, on his feet at once; "this person hunted out the early life of Anne Tyler at Stowley. It was discovered that Anne was the daughter of a woman who had been hanged and of a man who had been murdered; also this person found that Anne Tyler married a sailor called Jarvey Jessop some years before she committed bigamy with Lemuel Krill in Beechill church"— equally calm reply. But as Mrs. grill spoke she glanced toward a gorgeous tapestry curtain at the end of the room, and Hurd fancied he saw it shake. It suddenly occurred to him that Maud was behind. Why she should choose this secret way of listening when she could have remained it was difficult to say, and he half thought he was mis- taken. "I was lately down eat Chrf tchurch, madam," began the detective.' "So my servant, Matilda Junk, said. I could have saved you the journey. I can tell you what you wish to know." "In that case I will relate all that I have learned, and perhaps you will correct me if I am wrong." Mrs. Krill bowed, but did not com- mit herself to speech. For the sake of effect the detective took out a sheaf of notes, but in reality he had the various points of the case at his finger tips. "You will excuse me if I talk on very private affairs," he said apologet- ically, "but as we are alone"—again Mrs. Krill glanced at the curtain and thereby confirmed Hurd's suspicions of an unseen listener—"yon will not mind my being perhaps personal. I had to look into your past as well as into that of your husband's." Mrs. Krill's eyes grew harder than ever. She scented danger. "My past is a most uninteresting one," she said coldly. "I was born at Stowley, in Buckinghamshire, and married Mr. Krill at Beechill, which is a few miles from that town. He was a traveler in jewelry, but as I did not like his being away from me I induced him to rent the Red Pig at Christchurch, to which we removed. Then he left me"— "On account of Lady Rachel Sandal's murder?" Mrs. Krill controlled herself excel- lently, although she was startled by this speech, as was evident from the expression of her eyes. "That poor lady committed suicide," she said de- liberately. "The jury at the inquest brought in a verdict of suicide"— "By a majority of one," added Hurd quickly- "There seems to be a con- siderable amount of doubt as to the cause of the death." "The death was caused by strangula- tion," said Mrs. Krill in hard tones. "Since you know all about the matter, you must be aware that I and my 'aughter had retied after sexing Lady :aciiel safe and sound for the night. The death was discovered by a boon companion of my husband's, with wholn he was drinking at the time." "I know that. Also that you came down with your daughter when the alarm was given. I also L-uow that Krill fastened your daughter's lips to- . gathewhich was r with the opal brooch found in the parlor." "Who told you that?" asked Mrs. Krill, agitated. "Jessop-the boon speak of." "Yes," she said, suppressing her agi- tation with a powerful effort. "Ma- tilda said you had him to dine with you. Khat else did he say?" she asked,hesitation. sitnt ion. ne "IIwith sof to told Hie, among oilier things, that GreXon Hey had been engagad to your daughter for two years." "Well," asked Mrs. Krill coolly, "what of that?" 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You'll find it where pain is—always. It's simply Common Sense. We sell at 25 cents, and cheerfully recommend Dr. Shoop's Headache Tablets._ --J WALLEY'S DRUG STORE. Lady Rachel was murdered, as Jes- sop, her father, admitted. I knew the man was keeping something back, but I was far from suspecting that it was this early marriage. No wonder the man came to you and had free quar- ters at the Red Pig. He could have prosecuted you for bigamy, just as. you would have prosecuted Krill had you not murdered him." Mrs. Krill gave a yell, and her eyes blazed. "You hound," she shouted, "do you accuse me of tlllat?" "I do more than accuse you. I arrest you." Hurd produced the warrant. "A man is waiting in the cab. We'll get a four wheeler, and you'll come along with me to jail, Mrs. Jessop." "You can't prove it—you can't prove it," she panted, "and I shan't go—I shan't—I shan't!" And her eyes sought the tapestry. "Miss Jessop can come out," said Hurd coolly, "and, as to your not com- ing, a few policemen will soon put that right." "How dare you insult us?" "Come, come," said the detective sternly, "I've had quite enough of this. You offered me £1,000 to learn who killed your so called husband, Krill. I have earned the reward"— "Not one shilling shall you have." "Oh, I think so. Miss Sylvia will pay it to me; and you"— "I am innocent. i never touched the man." "A jury will decide that, Mrs. Jes- sop." es- so Drill—my name is Krill." Hurd laughed and turned toward the tapestry. "What do you say, Miss Jessop?" he asked. Seeing that further concealment was at an end, Maud lifted the tapestry, which concealed a small door, through which she had silently stolen to listen. She advanced calmly. "I have heard all your conversation with my mother," she declared, with flashing eyes, "and not one word of it is true. I am the daughter of Lemuel Krill." "You'll flu(' that hard to prove in the face of your birth certificate and your (To be Continued.,) "It's a lie!" screamed Mrs. Krill, los- ing her os•ing.her self control. "How dare you come here with these falsehoods?" "They are not falsehoods, Anne Ty ter, alias Anne Jessop, alias Ann11 Krill, etc„" retorted Hurd, e,pen1;in:: rapidly and emphasizing his return. with his finger in his usual tele += when in deadly earnest. "You e era married to Jessop in Stowley church. You bore him a daughter, who was christened Maud Jessop in Stowley church. The person I mentioned sent me copies of the marriage and birth certificates. So your marriage with Lemuel Brill was false, and his sec- ond marriage with Lillian Garner is a good one in law. Which means, Mrs. Jessop"—Hurd hurled the word at her, and she shrank—"that Sylvia Norman or Sylvia Brill, as she rightfully is, owns that money which you wrong- fully withhold from her. The will gave the five thousand a year to 'my daughter,' and Sylvia is the oiel�v daughter and only child—the legiti- mate child, mark you—of Lemuel Krill." "Lies, lies, lies!" raged Mrs. Krill, as she may still be called, though right- fully Jessop. "I'll defend the case on my daughter's behalf." "Your daughter, certainly," said Hurd, "but not Krill's." "I say yes." "And I say no. She was fifteen when Why Money is Close. Tho following from an exobange is timely and to the point: --"That money is cline or iu other words not eireu,t:tiug ft'eely all business men well know. How to loosen money now when it is so much Herded by meroba ate and oche: s is the problem of the day. We have one solution we would i'ce to see genet ally tiled. Mousy exists somewhere. There is no less money in the country but it is not ciroolatieg. Weero is it? Why, iu the banks, of course. Hun- dreds of people who are owing acoeunte have good bank deposits on interest, It every man who owes a'i ao :ouut in town, be it ever so smell, world pay it forthwith, merchants would be most grateful and everybody oorcerned would feel happier. Who has greater cense for rejoioieg than the man wbo owes no mal az; tl'' sg but love, as the Scripture smith. Try the experiment, good people, and relieve the bus'neea men of stress of over drafts and bark discounts. Pay what thou owest. Pay it now and be happy." He Got the Price. Walkerton Telescope: A. prominent and truthful Brant farmer, is our authority for the following strange story : Sixteen years ago, an old Germ- an farmer died, leaving the farm, im- plements and everything else to hie only son. Many a son under like cir- cumstances has made havoc of the bequest, spending it in riotous living. Not so with 'this son. He went on in the same old way, adding a little more to his belongings year by year, until ta•day he is quite a wealthy man. Bat the kernel of the story is about wheat. Waen the old. man died. the granary we- nearly full of wheat, and that wheat is, or was until a few days ago, in the granary yet. Daring all these years, he never sold any wheat, and only used what he needed for flour, ex- cept a little which he fed to his stook. This spring, however, when it reached the $L.10 mark, he sold oat, and put teams on to draw it to Hanover. Of course it brought him a lot of money, but while he was fortunate in receiving a top notch price we do not think be anted wisely or that his example would be a good one to follow. Bat the story illustrates that there are some very pec- uliar men in the world. 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All the most serious affections of the throat, the lungs and the bronchial tubes, are, in the begin. ning, but coughs and colds. Too much stress cannot be laid upon the admonition to "all persons affected by the insidious earlier stages of throat and lung disease, as failure to take hold at once will cause many years of suffering, and in the end that terrible scourge of " Consump- tion." Dr. Wood's Norway Pine Syrup is not Sold as a Cure for Consumption but for affections tributary to, and that result in, that disease. It combines all the lung healing virtues of the Norway pine treo with other absorbent, expectorant and soothing medicines of recognized worth, awl is absolutely harmless,micsr , prompt and safe. +o great has been the success of this wonderful remedy, it is only natural that numerous persons have tried to imitate it. Don't be humbugged into taking anything but "Dr. Woods." Put tip in a yellow wrapper; three pine trees the trade dial i,:; price '. 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