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Chapter II—(Continued).
Goldberger looked him over carefully
*a he stepped into the room; hut there
could be no two opinions about Parks.
He had been uith Vantlne for eight
or 10 years, and the earmarks of the
competent and faithful servant were
apparent all over him.
"Do you know this man?” Goldher
ger asked, with a gesture toward the
body.
"No, sir,” said Parks. ”1 never saw
him till about an hour ago. when
Rogers called me downstairs and said
there was a man to see Mr. Vantine."
“Who is Rogers?”
"He’s the footman, sir. He an
swered the door when tho man rang.”
"Well, and then wliat happened?”
"I took his card up to Mr. Vantlne,
sir."
"Did Mr. Vantlne know him?"
“No. sir, he wanted to know what
ho wanted,”
"What did ho want?”
”1 don’t know, sir; he couldn't speak
English hardly at all—ho was French,
1 think.”
Goldberger looked down at the body
again and nodded.
"Go ahead.” he said.
"And ho was so excited." Parks
added, "that he couldn’t remember
wliat little English ho did know.”
"What made you think he was ex
cited ?’’
"The way he stuttered, and the way
his eyes glinted. That’s what makes
mo think he Just come In here to kill
himself cjulet lllto—1 shouldn't bo sur
prised If you found that he’d escaped
from somewhere. I had a notion to
put him out without bothering Mr.
Vantlne—I wish now I had—but I took
his card up. and Mr. Vantlne said for
him to wait: so I come downstairs
again, and showed the man In here, and
said Mr. Vuntlne would see him pres
ently. and then Rogers and me went
back to our lunch nnd we sat there
eating till the bell rang, and I came
In and found Mr. Vantlne here.’’
"Do you mean to say that you and
Rogers went away and left this
stranger here by himself?”
"The servants’ dining room Is right
at the end of the hall. sir. We left
the door open so that we could see
light along the hall, clear to tho front
door. If he’d come out Into the hall,
we'd have seen him."
"And he didn’t come out Into the
hall while you were there?”
"No. sir.”
“Did anybody come In?”
"Oh, no. sir; the front door has a
snap-lock. It can’t be opened from
the outside without a key.”
"So you are perfectly sure that no
ono either entered or left the house by
i tho front door whllo you and Rogers
were sitting there?”
"Nor by the back door either, sir;
to get out the back way, you have to
Puss through the room where we were."
’’Where were the other servants?”
"ThB cook was In tho kitchen, sir.
This Is the housemaid’s afternoon out”
The coroner paused. Godfrey and
Simmonds had both listened to this
interrogation, but neither lmd been Idle
T hey had walked softly about the room
had looked through a door opening
Into another room beyond, had ex
amined the fastenings of the windows,
and had ended by looking minutely
over tho carpet.
"What is the room yonder used for?”
asked Godfrey, pointing to the con
necting door.
"It’s a sort of store room Just now
sir said Parks. Mr. Vantlne Is Just
back from Europe, nnd we’ve been un
packing In there some of tho things ho
bought while abroad.”
“I guess that's all,” said Goldberger
after a moment. "Send in Mr. Van-'
tine, please."
Parks went out. nnd Vantlne camp
in a moment later. He corroborated
exactly the story told by Parks and
myself, but he added one detail
"Here is the man’s card.” he said,
an<? ... 1 out a S(iuare of pasteboard.
Goldberger took the card, glanced at
* ..S'.!1’ b(lsscd It on to Simmonds.
That don’t tell us milch,” said the
latter, and gave the card to Godfrey.
I looked over his shoulder and saw
that it contained a single engraved
line:
M. Theopliile d’Aurelle.
' Except thnt he’s French, ns Parks
suggested," said Godfrey. "That’s evi
dent. too. from the cut of his clothes.”
’’Yes. and from the cut of his hair "
added Goldberger. "You say you didn't
know him, Mr. Vantlne?"
"I never before saw him, to my
knowledge." answered Vantlne. "The
name Is wholly unknown to me.”
■‘Well,’’ said Goldberger, taking pos
session of the card again and slipping
It into Ills pocket, "suppose we lift him
onto that couch by the window and
take a look through his clothes."
The man was slightly built, so that
Slmmonds and Goldberger raised the
body between them without difficulty
and placed It on the couch. I saw
Godfrey’s eyes searching the carpet.
"What I should like to know.” he
said, after a moment, "is this: if this
fellow took poison, what did he take
It out of? Where's the paper, or bottle,
or whatever It was?"
“Maybe It's in his hand,” suggested
Slmmonds. and lifted the right hand,
which liung trailing over the side of
the couch.
Then, as he raised It Into the light,
a sharp cry burst lroin him.
"I.ook here," he said, and held the
hand so that we all could see.
It was swollen and darkly discolored.
"See there." said Slmmonds, "some
thing bit him." and he pointed to two
deep incisions on the back of the hand.
Just above the knuckles, from which a
few drops of blood had oozed and
dried.
With a little exclamation of surprise
and excitement. Godfrey bent for an
Instant above the injured hand. Then
he turned and looked at us.
“This man didn’t take poison," he
said, in a low voice. "H.e was killed!”
CHAPTER III.
THE WOUNDED HAND.
“He was killed!" repeated Godfrey,
with conviction: and, at the words, wo
drew together a little, with a shiver of
repulsion. Death is awesome enough
at any time; suicide adds to its horror;
murder gives it the tinal twitch.
So we all stood silent, staring as
though fascinated at the hand which
Simmons held up to us; at those tiny
wounds, encircled by discolored llcsh
and a sinister dash of clotted blood
running away from them. Then Gold
berger. taking a deep breath, voiced the
thought which hud sprung into my own
brain.
“Why, it looks like a snake bite!" he
said, his voice sharp with astonish
ment.
And. Indeed. It did. Those two tiny
Incisions, scarcely half an Inch apart.
2
might well have been made by a ser
pent’s fangs.
Th.e quick glance which all of us
cast about the room was, of course,
as Involuntary as the chill which ran
up our spines; yet Godfrey and I—
yes, and Simmonds -had the excuse
that, once upon a time, we had had
an encounter with a deadly snake
which none of us was likely ever to
forget. We all smiled a little sheepish
ly as we caught each other's eyes.
"No. I don’t think It was a snake,”
said Godfrey, and again bent close
above the hand. "Smell It, Mr. Gold
berger,” he arlded.
The coroner put his nose close to the
ham! and sniffed.
"Bitter almonds!" he said.
"Which means prussic acid,” said
Godfrey, "and not snake poison.” He
fell silent a moment, his eyes on the
swollen hand. The rest of us stared
at It, too; and I suppose all the others
were laboring as I was with the effort
to find some thread of theory amid this
chaos. “It might, of course, have been
self-inflicted.” Godfrey added, quite to
himself.
Goldberger sneered a little. No
doubt he found the Incomprehensibility
of the problem rather trying to his
temper.
“A man doesn't usually commit sui
cide by sticking himself In the hand
with a fork." he said.
"No,” agreed Godfrey blandly;
"but I would point out that we
don’t know ns vet that It Is a
case of suicide; and I'm quite sure that,
whatever It may be, it. Isn't usual,”
Goldberger’s sneer deepened.
"Did any reporter for the Record ever
find a case that was usual?" he queried.
It was a shrewd thrust, and one that
Godfrey might well have winced under.
For the Record theory was that noth
ing was news unless it was strange and
startling, and the inevitable result was
that the Record reporters endeavored
to make everything strange and start
ling, to play up the outer details at the
expense of the rest of the story, and
even, I fear, to Invent such details when
none existed.
Godfrey himself had been accused
more than once of a too luxuriant
Imagination. It was. perhaps, a realiza
tion of this which had persuaded him,
years before, to qut the detective force
and take service with the Record. What
might have been a weakness in the first
position, was a mighty asset in the lat
ter one, and he had won an Immense
success.
Please understand that T set this
down in no spirit of criticism. I had
known Godfrey rather intimately since
the days when we were thrown togeth
er In solving the Holladay case, and
I admired sincerely his reudy wit, his
quick insight, and his unshakable
aplomb. He used his imagination in a
way which often caused me to reflect
that the police would he far more ef
ficient if they possessed a dasli of the
same quality; and I had noticed that
they were usually glad of his assist
ance, while his former connection with
the force and his careful maintenance
of the friendships formed at that time
gave him an entree to plates denied to
less fortunate reporters. I had never
known him to do a dishonorable thing—
to fight for a cause he thought unjust,
to print a fact given him in confidence,
or to make a statement which he knew
to be untrue. Moreover, a lively sense
of humor made him an admirable com
panion, and It was this quality, per
haps, which enabled him to receive
Goldberger’s thrust with a good na
tured smile.
"We've got our livings to make, you i
know," he said. “We make it as hon
estly as we can. What do you think, ■
Simmonds?"
"I think,” said Simmonds, who, if lie
possessed an imagination, never per
mitted it to be. suspected, ’’that those
little cuts on the hand are merely an
accident. They might have been caused 1
in half a dozen ways. Maybe lie iiit 1
his hand on something when he fell; 1
maybe he Jabbed it on a buckle; maybe
he had a boil on his hand and lanced 1
it with his knife.” 1
"What killed him, then?” Godfrey 1
demanded. <
“Poison—and it’s in his stomach. 1
We'll find it there.” 1
| "How about,the odor?" Godfrey per- .’
sisted.
lie spinea sump or trie poison on i
his hand as tie lifted it to his mouth, i
Maybe he had those cuts on his hand '
and the poison inflamed them. Or may- 1
be he's got some kind of blood disease.” 1
Goldberger nodded bis approval, and I
Godfrey smiled as lie looked at him. <
"It's easy to find explanations, isn’t 1
it?” he queried. I
“It’s a blamed sight easier to find a ’
natural and simple explanation," re- 1
torted Goldberger hotly, "than it is to >
find an unnatural and far fetched one— <
such as how one man could kill another •
by scratching him on the hand. I sup
pose you think this fellow was mur
dered? That’s what you suld a minute
ago."
"Perhaps I was a trifle hasty,” God
frey admitted, and I suspected that, *
whatever his thoughts, he had made '
up his mind to keep them to himself, t
"I'm not going to theorize until I’ve got f
something to start with. The facts seem
to point to suicide; but if he swallowed
prussic acid, where’s the bottle? He
didn’t swallow that too, did he?"
“Maybe we’ll find it in hi.s clothes,"
suggested Simmonds.
Thus reminded, Golberger fell to
work looking through the dead man’s
pockets. The clothes were of a cheap
material and not very new, so that, in
life, he must have presented a appear- ;
ance somewhat shabby'. There was a i
purse in the Inside coat pocket contain- j
ing two bills, one for $10 and one for ;
$5, and there were $2 or $3 in silver and !
four five-centime pieces in a small coin j
purse which he carried In his trousers’ '
pocket. The larger purse had four or
five calling cards in one of Its com- ,
partments, each bearing a different!
name, none of them his. On the back j
of one of them. Vantine's address was i
written in pencil.
There were no letters, no papers, no
written documents of any kind in the
pockets, the remainder of whose con- I
tents consisted of such odds and ends ;
as any many might carry about with
him—a cheap watch, a pen knife,
a half empty packet of French to- >
baceo, a sheaf of ciguret paper,
j four or live key s on a ring, a silk hand
; kerchief, and perhaps some other arti
i cle.s which 1 have forgotten—but not
: a thing to assist In establishing lus
| identity. ;
"We'll have to cable over to Paris,"
remarked Simmonds. "He's French,
all right—that silk handkerchief proves
it."
"Ves—and his best girl proves it,
too," put In Godfrey.
"His best girl?"
For answer. Godfrey held up the |
watch, which he aid been examining.!
He had opened the case, and Inside It
was a photograph—the photograph of
a woman with bold, dark eyes and full
lips and oval face—a face so typically
french that it was not to bo mistaken.
"A lady's maid, I should say,” added
Godfrey, looking at it again. “Rather
good-looking at one time, but past her
lirst youth, and so compelled perhaps
to bestow her affections on a man a
little beneath her—no doubt compelled
also to contribute to liia support in
order to retain him. A woman with
many pasts and no future—”
"Oh, come,” broke in Goldberger Im
patiently, "keep your second-hand
epigrams for the Record. What we
want are facts.”
Godfrey flushed a little at the words
and laid down the watch.
"There is one fact which you have
apparently overlooked,” he said quiet
ly, “but it proves beyond the shadow
of a doubt that this fellow didn’t drift
In here by accident. lie carne here of
intention, and the intention wasn't to
kill himself, either.”
“How do you know that?” de
manded Goldberger, Incredulously.
Godfrey picked up the purse, opened
it, and took out one of the cards.
“By this,” he said, and held it up.
“You have already seen what is writ
ten on the back of it—Mr. Vantine’g
name and the number of this house.
That proves, doesn’t it, that this fellow
came to New York expressly to see Mr.
Vantine?”
"Perhaps you think Mr. Vantine
killed him,” suggested Goldberger, sar
castically.
"No,” said Godfrey; "he didn’t have
time. You understand, Mr. Vantine,”
he added, smiling at that gentleman,
who was listening to all this with per
plexed countenance, "we are simply
talking now about possibilities. You
couldn’t possibly have killed this fel
low because Hester has testified that he
was with you constantly from the mo
ment this man entered the house until
its body was found, with the exception
>f the l'ow seconds which elapsed be
;ween the time you entered this room
ind the time he Joined you here, sum
moned by your cry. So you are out of
;he running.”
"Thanks,” said Vantine. drily.
“I suppose, then, you think it was
Parks.” said Goldberger.
“It may quite possibly have been
Parks,” agreed Godfrey, gravely.
“Nonsense:” broke In Vantine, im
patiently. "Parks is as straight as a
string—he’s been with me for eight
rears.”
"Of course it’s nonsense,” assented
joldberger. “It’s nonsense to say that
le was killed by anybody. He killed
limself. We’ll learn the cause when
,ve Identify him—jealousy maybe, or
naybe just hard luck—he doesn't look
iffluent.”
'If he belongs there, we’ll soon find
>ut who he Is.”
"You’d better call an ambulance and
mve him taken to the morgue,” went
in Goldberger. "Somebody may lden
:ify him there. There'll be a crowd
tomorrow, for. of course, the papers
.vill be full of this affair—”
"The Record, at least, will have a
,'ery full account,” Godfrey assured
aim.
"And I'll call the inquest for the (lay ;
lfter,” Goldberger continued. “I’ll
(end my physician down to make a
aost-inortem right away. If there’s
my poison in this fellow’s stomach,
we'll find it.”
Godfrey did not speak; but I knew
what was in his mind. He was thlnk
ng that, if such poison existed, the 1
/essel which had contained it had not j
,'et been found. The same thought, j
10 doubt, occurred to Simmonds, for, I
lfter ordering the policeman in the
aall to call the ambulance, he re- I
turned and began a careful search of
:he morn, using his electric torch to ;
llumine every shadowed corner. God- I
’rcy devoted himself to a similar
search; but both were without result. I
l’hen Godfrey made a minute inspec- j
don of the injured hand, while Gold- .
merger looked on with ill-concealed j
mpatience; and finally he moved to
ward the door.
“1 think I’ll be going,” he said. “But
[’m interested in what your physician
will find. Mr. Coroner.”
"He’ll find poison, all right," asserted
loldberger, with decision. )
“Perhaps he will," admitted Godfrey. !
’Strange things happen in this world.
(Vill you lie at home tonight. Tester?”
“Yes, I expect to lie,” I answered.
"You’re still at the Marathon?”
“Yes," I said: "suite 14." I
"Perhaps I’ll drop around to see you,”
le said, and a moment later we heard
he door closed behind him as Parks let
dm out.
"Godfrey’s a good man,” said Gold
lerger, "but he’s too romantic. Ho ;
ooks for a mystery in every crime,
vhereas most crimes are merely plain,
lownright brutalities. Take this case. !
iere’s a man kills himself, and God- j
rey wants us to believe that deatli re- i
ulted from a scratch on the hand.
Vhy, there’s no poison on earth would
dll a man as quick ns that—for he
mist have dropped dead before he could
;et out of the room to summon help. |
f it was prussic acid, he swallowed It.
tomember, he won’t In this room more
han 15 or 2(1 minutes, and he was
luite dead when Mr. Vantine found ,
ilm. Men don’t die ns easily as all
hat—not from a scratch on the hand. |
)hey don’t die easily at all. It’s as- j
onisldng how much it takes to kill a \
nan—how the spirit, or whatever you ‘
boose to call it. clings to life.”
(Continued next week.)
Albert H. Morrill, of Cincinnati, a
andidate for the republican nomlna
ion for lieutenant governor of Ohio,
ias been a sailor, a parlor car conduc
or, a circus employe, a baseball player
nd a newspaper reporter.
SPANISH STATESMAN
FOR FRANCE IN WAR
Count Roma nones
♦ MISS TAYLOR MEETS -*
♦ ANTON ZABRINSKJ ♦
HltllllHUIIHH
From "Anton Zabrlnski-the Study of a
Prisoner, by Winifred Louise Tay
lor, in Scribner's.
I was visiting at the penitentiary,
and during a conversation with a
young English convict, a semiprotege
; of Mary Anderson, the actress, this
■ young man said to me: "X wish you
knew my cellmate.” I replied that I
already knew too many men in that
prison. "But if you would only see
I little Anton I know you would be
mashed in a minute,” the Englishman
confidently asserted. As to that pos
sibility 1 was skeptical, but I was im
pressed by the earnestness of the
young man as he sketched the outline
of Anton’s story and urged me to see
him. I remember that he made a point
of this: "The boy is so happy think
ing that he will get a pardon some
time, but he will die here if somebody
; doesn’t help him soon.” To gratify the
I Englishman I consented to see the
happy boy who was in danger of dy
' ing.
, An attractive or interesting face is
: rare among the inmates of our prisons
• * * Notwithstanding his r» 11 -
I mate's enthusiasm. 1 was thrilled with
surprise, and something deeper than
surprise, when I saw Anton ZabrinskL
The beauty of that young Polish pris
oner shone like a star above the de
grading convict suit. It was the face
of a Raphael, with the broad brow and
the large, luminous, far-apart eyes of
darkest blue, suggesting in their depths
all the beautiful repressed possibilities
—eyes radiant with hope and with
childlike innocence and trust. My
heart was instantly vibrant with sym
pathy, and we were friends with the
iirst handclasp. The artistic tempera
ment was as evident in the slender,
highly developed hands as in his face.
At a glance I saw that his fate was
sealed, but his spirit of hope was ir
resistable, and carried me on in its own
current for the hour. Anton was like
a happy child, frankly and joyfully
opening hi3 heart to a friend whom ho
seemed always to have known. That
bright hour was unclotided by any
dark forebodings in regard to illness or
an obdurate governor; we talked of
pardon and freedom and home and
happiness. I did not speak to him of
repentance or • preparation for death. I
felt that when the summons came to
that guileless soirit it could only be a
summons to a fuller life.
WESTERN IDEAS OF EDUCATION.
Anyone Who Wants to Learn Any
thing is Welcome to the University.
In the American Magazine, Ray Stan
nard Baker writes, in part, as follows
about the great new movement toward
democratic education in the west:
“Comparing our civilization with the
life of the bee one might say that the
chief interest of the old education was
in the development of the individual
bee. while the new education is also
profoundly concerned with the life o£
the hive. It does not consider the stu
dent as a thing apart, or the university
as an institution withdrawn from the
currents of life—out as intimately re
lated. As Dean Davenport of the uni
versity of Illinois says: ‘It is not our
object, to educate men to get the better
of some other men, or even, conscious
ly, to educate leaders, but rather to
make citizens who will serve the state.
If we can inspire our students with
the feeling that they are a part of thy
movement toward a better civilization,
leadership will take care of itself.’
“The western universities are succed
ing because they are opening vast and
hitherto untapped sources of human
energy.
"Their doors are open wide. Any
man or woman who wants to know
anything upon any subject is welcome.
He may come to spend two weeks, as
in the farmers’ short course, or eight
years, as in the medical courses. Nor
is this .all, for the university docs not
even wait for the people to come to
Champaign, but it goes out in special
trains, or by special lectures or in
structors, and carries its influence to
every little town in the state. It i.i
there not to .stand aloof, but to serve.
“It has always been the dread of the
old leaders that somehow education
would be. cheapened, that there way
something about scholarship which
must not fneet the rude breath of the
world. I asked Dean Davenport at
Illinois, President Van Hise, at Wis
consin and President Vincent at Min
nesota what effect the growth of the
new department of the university was
having on the old scholastic courses,
and they all answered that instead of
being crowded to the wall these courses
were stronger than ever. While the
number of students taking the classical
courses, still they have had a healthy
increase. And in all these institutions
the work of the classical courses has
been revived and strengthened by con
tact with the vivid life of the uni
versity. The association between stu
dents of classical courses and those in
agricultural, engineering and business
has been valuable to both.”
Cowards All.
Prom the New York World.
The most abject surrender of latter-day
republicanism of which there is any rec
ord Is recorded in the minority report of
the House committee on insular affairs.
It opposes local self-government in the
Philippines, not because tlie people of the
islands are not prepared for it, not be
cause it has not been promised to them
and not because it is in conflict with
American ideas, but solely for the reason
that even the discussion of the matter at
this time may involve us in difficulties
with the warring nations.
These are the counsels of timidity and
worse. They savor of cowardice. To in
terpret them it is as if we should say
that we cannot establish self-government
in our own dominions without exposing
ourselves to the dangers of war on the
part of Japan or Germany: we cannot ex
tend American ideas under our own flag
except as wre Invite hostility elsewhere:
we cannot keep faith with our own peo
ple because there happens to be war in
the world, and It is never safe for the
greatest power on earth to do right if
lesser powers happen to be in conflict,
jealous, revengeful and greedy.
What would the republican party of Tdn
coln and Seward and Sumner have said to
this shameful proposition? It is the most
shocking avowal ever made In the name
of an American political party. Our
theory that men are tit to govern them
selves may bo right or It may bo wrong,
but who in the United States ever before
suggested its suppression through fear of
kaisers or mikados?
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