A Printer’s Funny Error.
• 'William F. Waller, of 3417 Harrison
•treet. now a real estate man, but for
merly a printer, newspaper man and pub
Uah«r, waa talking recently of amusing
gypographical errors.
•■From 1881 to 1884, when Rose Field was
fianagtng editor of the old Kansas City
Times. I was foreman of the composing
toosn." he said. ’’One night Field wrote
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Katin a morning contemporary had print
ed. Field wound up his effort with a quo
tation from one. of Cicero's orations. The
fords were: ’O temporal O mores!’ mean
ing t} the times, O the manners.' The
#aragraph went up late and the proof
deader didn't even get a long distance look
at It. The paragraph was In the paper the
Mtt morning, but the quotation read, 'O
tempest, O Moses!’ ”
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The Holladay^Case\
BY BURTON E. STEVENSON. *
——**—11111 *■‘ '"py<rhl 1S03, by Henry Holt & Co. S
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"That will rlo.” said our Junior, and
sank back in his chair with a sigh of
relief. The solution had been under
our hands in the morning, and we had
missed it! Well, we had found it now.
"Gentlemen," he added, his voice
o-ring, Ills face alight, ns he sprang to
his feet and faced the Jury. “I’m
ready for your verdict. I wish only to
point out that with this one point, the
whole case against my client falls to
the ground! it was preposterous from
the very first!”
He sat down again, and glanced at
the coroner.
"Gentlemen of the jury,” began Gold
berg, "I have merely to remind you
that your verdict, whatever It may be,
wll not finally affect this case. The
police authorities will continue their in
vestigations in order that the guilty
person may not escape. I conceive that
it is not within our province to probe
this case further—that may be left to
abler and more experienced hands; nor
do I think we should inculpate anyone
so long as there is reasonable doubt cf
his guilt. We await your verdict."
The Jury filed slowing out, and I
wached them anxiously. In face of
the coroner’s Instructions, they could
bring in but one verdict; yet, I knew
from experience, that a jury is ever
an unknown quantity, often producing
the most unexpected results.
The district attorney came down
from his seat and shook hands with
both of us.
“That was a great stroke!" he said,
with frank admiration. "Whatever
made you suspect?”
Mr, Royee handed him the note for
answer. He read it through and stared
back ut us in astonishment.
“Why," he began, "who wrote this?”
"That’s the note that was delivered
lu US u Willie ugu, unsvv ei cu mi.
Royce. "You know as much about it
as we do. But it seems to me a pretty
important piece of evidence. I turn it
over to you."
"Important!” cried Singleton. "I
should say so! YVhy, gentlemen,” and
his eyes were gleaming, “this was writ
ten either by an accomplice or by the
woman herself!”
My chief nodded.
"Precisely," he said. "I’d get on the
track of the writer without delay."
Singleton turned and whispered a few
words to a clerk, who hurried from the
room. Then he motioned to two smooth
faced, well built men who sat near by,
spoke a word to the coroner, and re
tired with them into the latter's pri
vate office. The reporters crowded
about us with congratulations and
questions. They scented a mystery.
What was the matter with Singleton?
What was the new piece of evidence?
Wat, it the note? What was in the
note?
Mr. Royce smiled.
‘ Gentlemen," he said, "I trust that
my connection with this affair will end
in a very few minutes. For any fur
ther !nformation, I must refer you to
the dLstrlcPattorney—the case is in his
hands."
But those men he had summoned into
his office were Karle and Johnson, the
cleverest detectives on the force. What
did he want with them? Mr. Rojce
merely shrugged his shoulders. Where
at the reporters deserted him and
massed themselves before the door into
the coroner’s room. It opened in a
moment, and the two detectives came
hurrying out. They looked neither to
the right nor left, but shouldered their
way cruelly through the crowd, paying
not the slightest attention to the ques
tions showered upon them. Then the
district attorney came out, and took
in the siutation at a glance.
“Gentlemen," he said, raising his
voice, "I can answer no questions. I
must request you to resume your seats,
or I shall ask the coroner to clear the
room.”
They knew that he meant what he
said, so they went back to their chairs
chagrined, disgusted, biting their nails,
striving vainly to work out a solution
to the puzzle. It was the coroner’s
clerk who created a diversion.
"The Jury is ready to report, sir," he
announced.
"Very well; bring them out," and the
Jurymen filed slowly back to their seats.
I gazed at each face and cursed the
inexpresslveness of the human coun
tenance.
“Have you arrived at a verdict, gen
tlemen?" asked the coroner.
"We have, sir," answered one of them
and he handed a paper to the clerk.
"Is this your verdict, gentlemen?”
asked the coroner. “Do you all concur
in it?”
They answered in the affirmative as
their names were called.
"The clerk will read the verdict,”
siuu uuiuutfrg.
Julius stood up and cleared his throat.
"We, the Jury," he read, "impanelled
In the case of Hiram W. Holladay, de
ceased, do find that he came to his
death from a stab wound in the neck,
inflicted by a pen knife in the hands of
a person or persons unknown."
CHAPTER V.
I dine with a fascinating stranger.
The coroner dismissed the Jury, and
came down and shook hands with us.
"I’m going to reward you for your
clever work, Mr. Royce," he said. "Will
you take the good news to Miss Holla
day?"
1 My chief could not repress the swift
flush of pleasure which reddened his
cheeks, but ho managed to speak un
concernedly.
"Why, yes: certainly. I’ll be glad to,
if you wish it,” he said.
"I do wish it," Goldberg assured him,
with a tact and penetration I thought
admirable. "You may dismiss the po
liceman who is with her."
Our junior looked inquiringly at the
district attorney.
"Before 1 go," he said, "may I ask
what you intend doing, sir?”
"I intend finding the writer of that
note," answered Singleton, smiling.
• But about Miss Holladay?"
Singleton tapped his lips thoughtfully
with his pencil.
"Before I answer,” he said at last, "I
would like to go with you and ask her
one quetslon."
"Very well," assented Mr. Royce in
stantly. and led the way to the room
where Miss Holladay awaited us.
She rose with Hushing face as we en
tered. and stood looking at us without
I speaking; but despite her admirable
composure, I could guess how she was
I racked with anxiety,
j "Miss Holladay." began my chief,
j "this is Mr. Singleton, the district at
torney, who wishes to ask you a few
questions.”
"One question only,” corrected SinglC
; ton, bowing. "Were you at your fa
j ther's office yesterday afternoon. Miss
j Holladay?"
: "No, sir.” she answered, instantly
and emphatically. "I have not been
near my father's office for more than a
i week."
j I saw him studying her for a moment,
' then he bowed again.
I ‘ That is all,” he said. "I don't think
| the evidence justifies me holding her.
( Mr. Royce.” and he left the room. I
followed him, for I knew that I had
no further part in our junior’s errand.
I went back to our table and busied
myself gathering together our belong
ings. The room had gradually cleared,
and at the end of ten minutes only the
coroner and his clerk remained. They
had another case, it seemed, to open in
the morning—another case which, per
haps involved just as great heartache
and anguish as ours had. Five minutes
later, my chief came hurrying back to
me, and a glance at his beaming eyes
told me how he had been welcomed.
“Miss Holladay has started home
with her maid,” he said. "She asked
me to thank you for her for the great
work you did this afternoon, Lester.
1 told her It was really you who had
done everything. Yes. It was!” he add
ed, answering my gesture of denial.
"While I was groping helplessly around
in the dark, you found the way to light.
But come; we must get back to the
office.”
We found a cab at the curb, and in
a moment were rolling back over the
route we had traversed that morning—
ages ago, as it seemed to me! It was
only a few minutes after 3 o'clock; and
I reflected that I should yet have time
to complete the papers in the Hurd case
before leaving for the night.
Mr. Graham was still at his desk, and
he at once demanded an account of the
hearing. I went back to my work, and
so caught only a word here and there—
enough, however, to show me that our
senior was deeply interested in this ex
traordinary affair. As for me, I put ail
thought of it resolutely from me, and
It was done at last, and I locked my
desk with a sigh of relief. Mr. Graham
nodded to me kindly as I passed out,
and I left the office with the comfort
able feeling that I had done a good
day's work for myself, as well as for
iny employers.
A man who had apparently been loit
ering in the hall followed me into the
elevator.
"This Is Mr. Lester. Isn't it?" he
asked as the car started to descend.
"Yes," I said looking at him in sur
prise. He was well dressed, with alert
eyes and strong, pleasing face. I had
never seen him before.
"And you're going to dinner, aren't
you, Mr. Lester?’’ he continued.
"Yes—to dinner,” I assented, more
and more surprised.
"Now, don't you think me impertin
ent," he said, smiling at my look of
amazement, "but I want you to dine
with me this evening. I can promise
you as good a meal as you can get at
most places in New York.”
"But I'm not dressed," I protested.
"That doesn't matter in the least—
neither am I, you see. We will dine
In a solitude a deux.”
"Where?" I questioned.
“Well how would the studio suit?"
The car had reached the ground floor,
and we left it together. I was com
pletely in the dark as to my compan
ion’s purpose, and yet it could have
but one explanation—it must be con
nected in some way with the Holladay
i-iise. Unless—and 1 glanced at him
again. No, certainly, lie was not a con
fidence man—even if he was, I would
rather welcome the adventure. My
curiosity won the battle.
“Very well," I said. "I'll be glad to
accept your invitation, Mr.-”
He nodded approvingly.
"There spoke the man of sense. Well,
you shall not go unrewarded. Godfrey
is my name—no, you don’t know me,
but I’ll soon explain myself. Here's my
cab.”
I mounted into it, he after me. It
seemed to me that there was an un
usual number of loiterers about the
door of the building, but we were off
in a moment, and I did not give them
a second thought. We rattled out into
Broadway, and turned northward for
the three mile straightaway run to
Union Square. I noticed in a moment
that we were going at a rate of speed
rather exceptional for a cab and it
steadily increased as the driver found
a clear road before him. My companion
threw up the trap in the roof of the
cab as we swung around into Thir
teenth street.
"All right, Sam?” he called.
The driver grinned down at us
through the hole.
"All right, sir,” he answered. "They
couldn't stand the pace a little bit.
They're distanced."
The trap snapped down again, we
turned Into Sixth avenue, and stopped
in a moment before the Studio—gray
and forbidding without, but a den with
in. My companion led the way up
stairs to a private room, where a table
stood ready for us. The oysters ap
peared before we were fairly seated.
"You see," he smiled, "I made bold
to believe that you’d come with me,
and so had the dinner already ordered."
I looked at him without replying. I
was completely In the dark. Could this
be the writer of the mysterious note?
But what could his object be? Above
all, why should he so expose himself?
he smiled again, as he caught my
glance.
"Of course, you’re puzzled," he said.
“Well, I'll make a clean breast of the
matter at once. I wanted to talk with
you about this Holladay case, and I de
cided that a dinner at the Studio would
be just the ticket."
I nodded. The soup was a thing to
marvel at.
"Y’ou were right," I assented. "The
idea was a stroke of genius."
"I knew you would think so. You see.
since this morning, I've been making
rather a study of you. That coup of
yours at the coroner's court this after
noon was admirable—one of the best
things I ever saw.”
I bowed my acknowledgements
"You were there, then?" I asked.
"Oh, yes; I couldn't afford to miss it."
“The color blind theory was a simple
one.”
"So simple that It never occurred to
anyone else. I think we're too apt to
overlook the simple explanations which
are. after all, nearly always the true
ones, It’s only in books that we meet
the reverse. You remember it's
Gaboriau who advises one always to
distrust the probable?"
"Yes. I don’t agree with him.”
“Nor I. Now take this case, for in
stance. I think it's safe to state that
murder, where it's not the result of
sudden passion. Is always committed
for one of two objects—revenge or gain.
But Mr. Holladay's past life has been
pretty thoroughly probed by the re
porters, and nothing has been found to
Indicate that he had ever made a dead
ly enemy, at least among the class of
people who resort to murder—so that
does away with revenge. On the other
hand, no one will gain by his death—
many will lose by it—In fact, the whole
circle of his associates will lose by it.
It might seem at first glance, that hts
daughter would gain; but I think she
loses most of all. She already bad all
the money she could possibly need;
and she's lost her father, whom, it's
quite certain, she loved dearly. So
what remains?”
"Only one thing,” I said, deeply in
terested In this exposition. "Sudden
passion."
He nodded exultantly.
“That's It. Now, who was the wom
an? From the first I was certain It
could not be his daughter—the very
thought was preposterous. It seems
almost equally absurd, however, to
suppose that Holladay could be mixed
up with any other woman. He cer
tainly has not been for the last quar
ter of a century—but before that—
well It’s not so certain. And there's
one striking point which seems to in
dicate his guilt.”
"yes—you mean, of course, her re
semblance to his daughter.”
"Precisely. Such a resemblance must
exist—a resembrance unusual, even
striking—or it would not for a mo
ment have deceived Rogers. We must
remember, however, that Rogers’ office
was not briliantly lighted, and that he
merely glanced at her. Still, whatever
minor differences there may have been,
she had the air, the general appearance,
the look of Miss Holladay. Mere facial
resemblance may happen in a hundred
ways, by chance; but the air, the look,
the 'altogether' is very different—it in
dicates a blood relationship. My theory
is that she is an illegitimate child, per
haps four or five years older than
Miss Holladay.
I paused to consider. The theory was
reasonable, and yet it had its faults.
"Now. let’s see where this leads us,”
he continued. "Let us assume that .
Holladay has been providing for this
illegitimate daughter for years. At
id-oi, iui ouinc icaaun, uc in liiuuixu iu
withdraw his support; or, perhaps, the
girl thinks her allowance insufficient.
At any rate after, let us suppose, in
effectual appeals by letter, she does
the desperate thing of calling at his
office to protest in person. She finds
him inexorable—we know his reputa
tion for obstinacy when he had once
made up his mind. She reproaches him
—she is already desperate, remember—
and he answers with that stinging sar
casm for which he was noted. In an
ecstacy of anger, she snatches up the
knife and stabs him; then, in an agony
of remorse, endeavors to check the
blood. She sees at last that it is use
less, that she cannot save him, and
leaves the office. All this is plausible,
Isn't it?”
"Very plausible,” I assented, looking
at him in some astonishment. “You
forget one thing, however. Rogers tes
tified that he was intimately ac
quainted with the affairs of his em
ployer, and that he would Inevitably
have known of any intrigue such aa
you suggest.”
My companion paused for a mo
ment's thought.
“I don't believe Rogers would so in
evitably have known of it,” he said,
at last. "But, admit that—then there
is another theory. Ilolladay has not
been supporting his illegitimate child,
who learns of her parentage, and goes
to hint to demand her rights. This fits
the case, doesn’t it?”
"Yes,” I admitted. "It also is plaus
ible.”
"It is more than plausible,” he said
quietly. "Whatever the details may be, .
the body of the theory itself is unim
peachable—it’s the only one which fits
the facts. I believe it capable of proof.
Don’t you see how the note helps prove
it””
"The note?”
I started at the word, and my sus
picions sprang into life again. I looked
at him quickly, but his eyes were on
the cloth, and he was rolling up In
numerable little pellets of bread.
"That note," he added, “proved two
things. One was that the writer was
deeply Interested in Miss Holladay’s
welfare; the other was that he or she
knew Rogers, the clerk, intimately—
more than intimately—almost as well
as a physician knows an old patient.”
“I admit the first.” I said. “You’ll
have to explain the second.”
“The second is self-evident. How did
the writer of the note know of Rogers’
infirmity?”
lfHis infirmity?”
“Certainly—his color-blindness. I con
fess, I’m puzzled. How could anyone
else know it when Rogers himself
didn’t know it? That's what I should
like to have explained. Perhaps there's
only one man or woman In the world
who could know—well, that’s the one
who wrote the note. Now, who is It?”
“But, I began quickly, then stopped;
should I set him right? Or was this
a trap Jie had prepared for me?”
His eyes were not on the cloth now,
but on me. There was a light in them
I did not quite understand. I felt that
I must be sure of my ground before I
went forward.
“It should be very easy to trace the
writer of the note,” I said.
"The police have not found It so.”
"No?”
"No. It was given to the doorkeep
er by a boy—just an ordinary boy of
from 12 to 14 years—the man didn’t no
tice him especially. He said there was
no answer and went away. How
are the police to find that
boy? Suppose they do find him?
Probably all he could tell them would
K.x fhat n mnn stnnnAci him nt 111 a r»nr
ner and gave him a quarter to take the
note to the coroner's office.
"He might give a description of the
man." I ventured.
Continued Next Week.
Mixed on His Dates.
Some day some poet of sufficient cal
iber of greatness will write the epic of
the 'one-night stand." Meanwhile that
poem is recited by all great hearts who
have to travel that route in order to
fill in between the longer dates. Yet
if a thing has its hardships, it has,
too, its humorous side, although it
comes only too rarely to the surface.
During Miss Shannon’s co-starring
with Herbert Kelcey in "Sherlock
Holmes," they made a tour of the Pa
cific coast, playing great number of
one-night stands with flattering finan
cial return, though with considerable
wear and tear upon their nerves. So
many places were visited that even
those members of the company who had
retentive memories become confused as
to the precise city in which they were
playing.
Mr. Kelcey, who was scoring a great
success in the part made famous by
Mr. Gillette, was one of the most for
getful, and after a time became quite
befuddled, though he tried his best to
figure it out. One night he was called
upon to make a speech at tlies conclus
ion of the third act. He came forward
full of confidence, and he made his
speech, a grateful little speech. He al
luded to the cordial reception which he
had Just received, and he expressed the
pleasure which he always experienced .
in visiting Fresno. Nay, more, lie paid I
a glowing tribute to the city of Fresno. |
to the enterprise of the citizens of :
Fresno, the charm of the buildings of I
Fresno, the greatness of the resources
of Fresno, etc.
To his amazement his speech was re
ceived in utter silence. When the cur
tain went down, he turned to Miss
Shannon, who was trying to control her
laughter. "Why, what’s the matter?’’
he said. i
"Oh. nothing," she replied, ’’except :
that this is Sacramento.”
Some people are so stubborn and so
contrary, that you can only convince
them they are wrong by agreeing with
them
The Grapes of Greece.
The small grape grown In Greece, and
known commercially as the Zantes cur
rant, appears to be a great standby. It
is produced lri large quantities, and the
world's markets are not always ready to
absorb them entirely, but the nimble
minded Greek does not let them go to
waste. He turns them into such products
as sugar of raisins, and into pulp foods
(marmalades and Jams.) for the markets
of northern Europe. They are also made
into a fodder by combining them with
starchy matter and are highly esteemed
for stock feeding. Some day our own
growers, instead of worrying about the
market for their raisins, will turn their
attention to the other uses to which their
products may be put, and they will find'
that the demand for them will be practio,
ally illimitable.
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The number of arrests in New York;
city for violation of laws of the road!
and speed ordinances, have been in
creased BO per cent, in the last three
months.
Interest In a monument to Elihu
Burritt has been revived at New
Britain, Conn., the ‘‘learned black
smith's'’ native place.
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Brains may count for a good deal In
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or girl they are not a circumstance to
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Della Carson, the winner of the Chi
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Della's fame as a beauty did not
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Their diet is as limited as that of an
ithlete in training and they are allowed
to enjoy but few of the pleasures ac
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els soon as she knows that she is being
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The school Is to teach them propen
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that keeps many a little beauty from
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