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ILLUSTRATIONS BY HAY MALTER
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CHAPTER VIII.
"Hello! What's that?"
Startled out of his Gargantuan
iuniber by the revolver's loud report,
Howard sat up with a jump and
rubbed his eyes. On the other sid-J
( the screen, concealed fiom hia ob
servation, there was a heavy crash of
body falling with a chair then all
was quiet.
Scared, not knowing where he was
Howard jumped to his feet. For a
moment he stood still, trying to col
lect his senses. It was too dark to
iinee-n anything plainly, but he could
dimly make out outlines of aesthetic
furniture and bibelots. Ah. he re
nenibered now! He was in Under
wood's apartment.
Rubbing his eyes, he tried to recall
Low he came there, and slowly his be
fuddled brain began to work. Hj re
lnemberod that he needed $2,000. and
that he had called on Robert Under-
..... nn.l
.vuuu iu 11 j uuu uuiiuw me iuuitcy.
Yes, he recalled that perfectly well
Then he and Underwood got drinking
and talking, and he had fallen asleep.
He thought he had heard a woman's
voice a voice he knew. Perhaps that
was only a dream. He must have
rtcn asleep some time, because the
lights were out and, seemingly, every
body had gon to bed. He wondered i
what the noise which started him
could hare been. Suddenly he heard
a groan. He listened intently, but all
was still. The silence was uncanny.
Now thoroughly frightened, How
art cautiously groped his way about,
trying to find the electric button. He
had . no idea what time It was. It
must be very late. What an ass he
was to drink so much! He wondered
what Annie would say when he didn't
return. He was a hound to let her
it up and worry like that. Well, this
would be a lesson to hliu it was the
last time he'd ever touch a drop. Of
course, he had promised her the same
thing a hundred times before, but this
time he meant it His drinking was
always getting him into some fool
nerape or other.
He was gradually working his way
along the room, when suddenly he
stumbled over something on the floor.
Jt was a man lying prostrate. Stoop
ins, he recognized the figure.
"Why it's Underwood!" he ex
claimed. At first he believed his classmate
was asleep, yet considered it strange
that he should have selected so un-
The Persistence of His Stare Made
Howard Squirm.
comfortable a place. Then it occurred
to him that he might be 111. Shaking
him by the shoulder, he cried:
"Hey, Underwood, what's the mat
ter?" -
No response came from the pros
trate figure. Howard stooped lower,
to see better, and accidentally touch-
ing Underwood's face, found it clam-
my and wet. He held his hand up in
the moonlight and saw that it was
tiovered with blood. Horror-stricken,
he cried:
"My God! He's bleeding he's
rt!"
What had happened? An accident
or worse? Quickly he felt the man's
imiiw. It had ceased to beat, under- ylnK de(Uj 0 the floor in a pool of
wood was dead. ; blood. In his hurry the assassin had
For a moment Howard was too dropped his revolver, which was lying
inuelt overcome by his discovery to nPur tne rorp(,e. As far as he could
know what to think or do. What 8(;e nothing had been taken from the
dreadful tragedy could have hap. apartnient. Evidently the man was
peiiMd? Carefully groping along the diRturbrd at his work and, when sud
inantelplece, he at lust found the elec- . denly surprised, had made the bluff
trie button and turned on the light, that he was calling on Mr. Under-Th-ire,
stretched out on the floor, lay , W00(j They had got the right man.
Underwood, with a bullet hole In hU ' tnat was certain. He was caught red
left temple, from which blood had i,nnded, and In proof of what he said,
flowed freely down on his full-dress the valet pointed to Howard's right
unlet. It was a ghastly sight. The!)andi nch wai Btn covered with
man's white, set lace, covered with ' blood.
a crimson stream, made a repulsive,
Kpectaele. On the floor near the body
wsf a highly polished revolver, still
"mokl,,K'
Howard's first supposition was that
burglars had entered the place and
defending his property. He remem
bered now that In his drunken sleep
he had heard voices In angry alterca
tion Yet why hadn't he called for
assistance? Perhaps he had and he
hadn't heard hi m.
1M looked at the clock, and was
surprised to find It was not vet mid
nummMum anus
night. He believed it was at least
five o'c'ock in the morning. It was
evident -that T'nderwood had never
gose to bed. The shooting had oc
curred either while the angry dispute
was going on or after the unknown
visitor had departed. The barrel of
the revolver was still warm, showing
that it could only have been dis
charg' d a few moments before. Sud
denly it flashed upon him that Under
wood might have committed suicide.
Hut It was uselt'88 to stand there
theorizing. Something must be done.
He must alarm the hotel people or
..n .u . ., , .
call the police. He
lUlt HlIIIPCll IU1 la
the serious predicament In which he
himself was placed. If he aroused
the hotel people they would find him
here alone with a dead man. Suspi
cion would at once be directed at him,
and it might be very difficult for him
to establish his Innocence. Who would
believe that he could have fallen
asleep In a bed while a man killed
himself In the same room? It sounded
preposterous. The wisest course for
him would be to get away before any
body came.
Quickly he picked up his hat and
made for the door. Just as he was
about to lay hand on the handle there
was the click of a latchkey. Thus
headed off, and not knowing what tc
do, he halted In painful suspense.
The door opened and a man entered.
He looked as surprised to see How
ard as the latter was to see hlra. He
was clean-shaven and neatly dressed,
yet did not look the gentleman. His
appearance was rather that of a serv
ant. All these details flashed before
Howard's mind before he blurted out:
"Who the devil are you?"'
The man looked astonished it the
luestlon and eyed his interlocutoi
closely, as if In doubt as to his identi
ty. In a cockney accent ne said
loftily:
"I am Ferris, Mr. Underwood's man,
sir." Suspiciously, he added: "Are
you a friend of Mr. Underwood's, sir?"
He might well ask the question, for
Howard's disheveled appearance and
ghasUy face, still distorted by terror,
was anything but reassuring. Takeu
by surprise, Howard did not know
what to say, and like most people
questioned at a disadvantage, hs an
swered foolishly:
"Matter? No. What makes you
think anything Is the matter?"
Brushing past the man, he added:
"It's late. I'm going."
"Stop a minute!" cried the man
jervant.. There was something in
Howard's manner that he did not like.
Passing quickly into the sitting room,
he called out: "Stop a minute!" Hut
Howard did not stop. Terror gave
him wings and, without waiting for
the elevator, he was already half way
down the first staircase wht-n he
heard shouts behind him.
"Murder! Stop thief! Stop that
mau! Stop that man!"
There was a rush of feet and hum
of voices, which made Howard run
all the faster. He leaped down four
steps at a time in his anxiety to g"t
away. Hut It was no easy matter de
scending so many flights of stairs. It
took him several minutes to reach the
main Hour.
I!y this time the whole hotel was
aroused. Telephone calls had quick
ly warned the attendants, who had
promptly sent for the police. By the
time Howard reached the ni..in en
trance he was Intercepted by a mob
too numerous to resist.
Things certainly looked black for
nm. As he sat, white and trembling,
under guard in a corner of the en
trance hall, waiting for the arrival of
the police, the valet breathlessly gave
the sensational particulars to the rap
idly growing crowd of curious on
lookers. He had taken his usual Suit
day out anj on returning home at
nifdnlgtit. as was his custom, he had
et nI118,,if in with his latchkey. To
n8 astonishment he had found this
1 nian, the prisoner, about to leave the
premises. His manner and remarks
I were so peculiar that they at once
aroused his suspicion. He hurried Into
the apartment and found his master
"How terrible!" exclaimed a woman'
bystander, averting ber face. "So
young, too!"
"It's all a mistake, I tell you. It's
an a mistake," cried Howard, almost
! nsnlc stricken. "I'm a friend of Mr.
Underwood's."
"Nice friend!" sneered an onlooker.
"Tell that to the police," laughed
another.
"Or to the marines!" cried a third.
"It's the chair for hls'n!" opined a
fotiith.
Hy this time the main entrance hnll
was now d-d with people., tenants
and passersby attracted d- tne un
wonted commotion. A scandal in hih
life is always caviare to the sensa
tion seeker. Everybody excitedly in
quired of his neighbor:
What is it? What's the matter?"
' Presently the rattle of wheels was
heard and a heavy vehicle driven furl
. ously, drew up at the sidewalk with
a jerk. It was the police patrol
I wagon, and in it were the captain of
the precinct and a half dozen police
men and detectives. The crowd
pushed forward to get a better view
of the burly representatives of the
luw as, full of authority, they elbowed
their way unceremoniously through
the throng. Pointing to the leader, a
big man in plain clothes, with a
square, determined Jaw and a bulldog
face, they whispered one to another:
, "That's Capt. Clinton, chief of the
precinct. He's a terror. It'll go hard
with any prisoner he gets in his
clutches'."
i Followed by his uniformed myr-
. mldons, the police official pushed his
i way to the corner where sat Howard,
dazed and trembling, and still guard
ed by the valet and elevator boys.
"Vniut'o tha matter haia9M Hitmnnd.
. '. m , , ..
led the captain gruffly, and looking
from Ferris to the white-faced How
ard. The valet eagerly told his story:
"I came home at midnight, sir, and
found my master, Mr. Robert Under
wood, lying dead In the apartment,
shot through the head." Pointing to
Howard, he added: "This man was
In the apartnient trying to get away.
You see his hand is still covered with
blood."
Capt. Clinton chuckled, and expand
ing his mighty chest to its fullest,
licked his chops with satisfaction.
This was the opportunity he had been
looking for a sensational murder In
a big apartment hotel, right in the
very heart of his precinct! Nothing
could be more to his liking. It was a
rich man's murder, the best kind
to attract attention to himself. The
sensational newspapers would be full
of the case. They would print col
umns of stuff every day, together with
his portrait. That was just the kind
of publicity he needed now that he
was wire-pulling for an inspectorship.
They had caught the man "With the
goods" that was veiy clear. He
promised himself to attend to the
rest. Conviction was what be was
after. He'd see that no tricky lawyer
got the best of him. Concealing, as
well as he could, his satisfaction, he
drew .himself up and, with blustering
show of authority, Immediately took
command of the situation. Turning
to a police sergeant at his side, he
said
"Maloney, this fellow may have had
an accomplice. Take four officers and
watch every exit from the hotel. Ar
rest anybody attempting to leave the
building. Put two officers to watch
the fire escapes. Send one man on
the roof. Go!"
"Yes, sir," replied the sergeant, as
he turned away to execute the order
Capt. Clinton gave two strides for
ward, and catching Howard by the col
lar, jerked him to his feet.
"Now, young feller, you come with
me: Well go upbtairs ana nave
look at the dead man."
Howard was at no time an athlete,
and now, contrasted with the burly
policeman, a colossus in strength, he
seemed like a puny boy. His cringing
frightened attitude, as he looked up in
the captain's bulldog face, was pathet
ic. The crowd of bystanders could hard
ly contain their eagerness to take in
every detail of the dramatic situation
The prisoner was sober by this time
and thoroughly alarmed.
"What do you want me for?" he
cried. "1 haven't done anything. The
man's dead, but I didn't kill him."
"Shut your mouth!" growled the
captain.
Drugging Howard after him, he
made his way to the elevator. Throw
ing his prisoner Into the cage, he
turned to give orders to his subord
inate. ,
"Maloney, you come with me and
bring OMicer Delaney." Addressing the
other men, he said: "You other fellers
look after things down here. Don't
let any of these people come upstairs."
Then, turning to the elevator boy, he
gave the command: "Up with her."
Tho elevator, with its passengers,
shot upward, stopped with a Jerk at
the fourteenth floor, and the captain,
once more laying a brutal hand on
Howard, pushed him out, Into the cor
ridor. If it could be said of Capt. Clinton
that he had any system at all, it was
to be as brutal as possible with every
body unlucky enough to fall Into his
hands. Instead of regarding his pris
oners as Innocent until found guilty,
as they are Justly entitled to be re
garded under the law, he took the di
rectly opposite stand. He considered
nil his prisoners as guilty as hell until
they had succeeded in proving them
selves' Innocent. Even then he had
his doubts. Whe.n a Jury brought In
a verdict of acquittal, he shook his
head and growled. He had the great
est contempt for a Jury that would ac
quit and the wannest regard for, a Jury
which convicted. He bullied and mal
treated his prisoners because he firm
ly believed In undermining their mor
al and physical resistance. When by
depriving them of sleep and food, by
choking them, clubbing them and
frightening them he had reduced
them to a state of nervous terror, to
the border of physical collnpse, he
knew by experience that they would
no longer he In condition to withstand
his merciless cross examinations. De
moralized, unstrung, they would blurt
out the truth and so convict them
selves. The ends of Justice would thus
bo Rerved.
Capt. Clinton prided himself on the
thorough manner In which he conduct
ed these examinations of persons un
der arrest. It was a laborious ordeal.
nut always succesrui. lie ovvea ins
present po.-dllon on the force to the
skill with which he browbeat his pris
oners Into "confessions." With his
"third degree" seances he arrived at
results better and more quickly than
In any other way. All his convictions
had been secured by them. The press
and meddling busybodies called his
system barbarous, a revival of the old
time torture chamber.. What did he
care what the people said as long as
he convicted his man? Wasn't that
what he was paid for? He was there
to find the murderer, and he was go
ing to do it.
He pushed his way Into the apart
ment, followed closely by Maloney and
the other policemen, who dragged
along the unhappy Howard. The dead
man still lay where he had fallen.
Capt. Clinton stooped down, but made
no attempt to touch the corpse, mere
ly satisfying himself that Underwood
was dead. Then, after a casual survey
of the room, he said to his sergeant:
"We won't touch a thing. Maloney,
till the coroner arrives. He'll be here
any minute, and he'll giv6 the order
for the undertaker. You can call un
headquarters so the newspaper boys
get the story."
While the sergeant went to the tele
phone to carry out these orders, Capt.
Clinton turned to look at Howard, who
hnd collapsed, white and trembling. In
to a chair.
"What do you want with me?" cited
Howard appeallngly. "1 assure you I
had nothing to do with this. My wife's
exporting me home. Can't I go?"
"Shut up!" thundered the captain.
His arms folded, his eyes sternly
fixed iipon him, .Capt. Clinton stood
confronting the unfortunate youth,
stall ig at him without saying a word.
The persistence of his stare made
Howard squirm. It was decidedly un
pleasant. He did not mind the deten
tion so much as this man's overbear
ing, bullying manner. He knew he was
Innocent, therefore he had nothing to
fear. But why was this police captain
staring at him so? Whichever way
he sat, whichever way his eyes turned,
he saw this bulldog-faced policeman
staring silently at hlra. Unknown to
him, Capt. Clinton had already begun
the dreaded police ordeal known at
the "third degree."
To Re Continued.
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CONVENTION HERE TODAY
From Wednesday's "Dally.
Mr. John Fowler and Mr. Clark
Newlan of Weeping Water were In
the city today to attend the M. W. A.
convention, which met at their hall
in the Coates block at 1 o'clock. Both
gentlemen were delegates from their
home town, and enthusiastic support
ers of Dr. Cook as head physician for
the coming term.
The purpose of the convention was
to elect delegates to a state conven
tion, which will choose delegates to
the national convention to meet this
Mimmer. Mr Fowler addressed the
ccnventlon on the subject of the
salary for the rlerk of each local
camp, advocating . the policy of al
lowing each ramp of less than 100
members to fix the amount of the
salary paid the local clerk.
There were 67 delegates from the
different camps In the county, and at
their session thl.s afternoon Mr. W.
A. Taylor of Union was selected as
rhalrman and Mr. H. Coos of Platts
n.outh as secretary.
Quite a lively contest was on over
the selection of delegates to the state
convention, which meets at Fremont
May 3, to which the county Is entitled
to three delegates. There were six
names proposed as delegates .loo i
Banning of Union, H. Coos of I'latts
mouth, George Timblln of near
Weeping Water, Floyd Wolcott of
Elmw'ood, J. R. Noyes of Louisville
and Mr. Rheeley. There were several
ballots required to settle the third
man, Messrs. Banning and Goose
securing election on the first ballot.
After two or three votes, Mr. Timblln
secured the required number to land
him. Immediately a motion was made
to make the other three gentlemen
alternates, which was unanimously
carried.
The entire convention was favor
able to Dr. E. W. Cook as head physi
cian; his record made In that position
hns not been equaled by any pre
decessors and he will have strong
support In this end of the state.
We will have more to say of the
procedlnga of the convention In to
morrow's Issue of the Journal.
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to health. J. L. Pouthers, Eau
Claire, Wis., says: "I have been un
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ft II. Plffli
DIES AT HOSPITAL
A Message to Friends in This
City Conveys Sad News.
Mr. and Mrs. Homer McKay re
ceived a message last evening from
their daughter, Mrs. Minnie Pickeard,
at University Place, summoning Mrs.
McKay to the bedside of her son-in-law,
William H. Pickeard, who Is
In the hospital there critically 111 with
acute Bright's disease. The patient
has been unconscious for three days
and the physicians entertain no hope
of his recovery. This was Indeed sad
news for Mr. and Mrs. McKay, as'
their daughter was married to Mr.;
Pickeard only 3 months ago. Mrs. j
McKay left for University Place on
the morning train today.
Since the above was put In type a
'phone message was received In the
city that Mr. Pickeard died at 6,
o'clock this morning. No announce-.
ment concerning the funeral has yet
been made. The parents of the de
ceased reside In Havelock, a.nd Mr.
and Mr. Pickeard resided at Uni
versity Place. Mrs. Pickeard has the
profound sympathy of a large circle
of friends in this city. It Is Indeed
sad to have her life darkened by so
great a sorrow so soon after her
happy marriage.
The young man's illness w as unox
pected, and his fate came upon htm
without any warning. AfteM- their
marriage Mr. and Mrs. Pickeard went
to Wichita, where he was employed
by a large contractor at his trade as
a lather. When, the work there was
completed the young couple moved
to University Tlace, and only a week I
ago friends In this city reoelved mes
sages from Mr. and Mrs. Pickeard
telling of both being In good health
and enjoying life.
An obituary statement of the de
ceased will appear In the Journal to
morrow. The relative her were
prostrated by the sad news of Mr.
Plckeard's death.
UNION.
Ledger.
Frank Vallery departed Wednes
day evening for Perkins county to
spend a few days seeing the country.
W. W. Woodard departed on
Thursday . of last week for West
Plains, Missouri, where he will make'
his home with his daughter, Mrs.
Sant Glfford.
George M. Mark and wife of near
Nehawka drove down Saturday after
noon and spent Sunday visiting with
the former's brother, W. H. Mark
and wife, and other relatives and
friends.
Mrs. W. n. Banning and son, Ilol
Us, returned to their home In this
vlllase last week from Lincoln,
where they had been making their
home while Senator Banning was In
attendance at Mie legislature.
Constable G. P. Barton was attend
ing to business matters In Nebraska
Oily Monday, and while, there assist
ed Sheriff Fischer In preventing a
bad fight, one of the principal. hav
ing a cleaver and the other a re
volver. Antone A. Johnson of Kansas City,
who spent several days last week
visiting with his mother, Mrs. Ell
Eaton, and other relatives and
friends In and near this village, de
parted for his home on the Sunday
forenoon train.
O. W. Shupp of Lngrange, Wyom
ing, was here a few days to visit his
brother, C. D. Shupp, who resides
northweast of this village. lie was a
resident of Nebraska City about
thirty-two years ago, and left for that
city Wednesday to visit and attend1
to some business affairs.
Mrs. U. II. Frans arrived home
Wednesday night from Burlington
Junction, Mo., where she had been
for three weeks with her son, Ray,
who Is taking treatment at the
springs for rheumatism. Ray had
quite a se rious time when he first
went, hut we are glad to report that
he Is now Improving.
The "Mandy Lee" Incubator, which
has been setting at L. R. Upton's
store, has again borne up its reputa
tion, for on Thursday of last, week
it produced 'JO chickens out of about
1 1 5 eggs. This Is a pretty good yield
considering the fact that choice eggs
were not used, most of the eggs being
purchased at the various stores here.
Improves Properly.
Robert H. Mofiltt Is Improving the
looks of his residence porperty In the
Third ward by having a new front
porch built along the eartt side, the
I same to be much larger than the old
' one. He Is also going to add to the
I Appearance of his neat little cottage
I by having a cottage window put In
on the east side. Jake Mason 1 do
ing the work.
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LOUISVILLE.
"""" Courier.
Jack Klnnlson and Ben Dunn
movod their families to Crawford
Friday, where they have a big eon
tract with a steam breaking outfit.
Mrs. M. L. Williams and Mrs. J. C.
Spangler went to Beatrice Wednes
day to visit the ir daughters, who are
In school at that place.
Revival meetings opened at th
Christian church Friday evening with
Evangelist McClure and son of
Bethany In charge, the young man
having charge of the Blnging. A gen
eral Invitation Is extended to th
public.
II. P. Kauffman, traveling pas
senger agent of the Burlington, was
hi Louisville Friday. He stated to a
Courier representative that business
is picking up all along his lines and
that he looks for a good year In all
lines of business during 1911.
Guy Spence was given a Jolly birth
day surprise Tuesday evening by a
large number of his friends at ths
home of Mr. and Mrs. J. O. Ward
east of Louisville. The occasion was
In honor of his eighteenth birthday
and the surprise was most complete.
A Louisville young lady put a
piece of wedding cake under her pil
low to sleep over, and before she re
tired her little brother stole the rake,
ate It and put a piece of Umburger
cheese In Its place. The young lady
went to bed and dreamed she was
burled alive.
Mrs. F. W. Schlelfert was called
to Omaha Monday by a telephone
message announcing tho serious 111
ness of her mother, Mrs. Anna Dehn
Ing, who Is suffering with heart
trouble and congtlon of the lungs.
Mrs. Schelfert was obliged to retura
home Tuisday evening on account ot
the Illness of her husband.
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eczema any skin Itching. At all
drug stores.