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on THE OMAHA DAILY BEE: SUNDAY, NOVEMBElt 23, 1002. ON VERGE OF DESPERATION Frightful Condition! Are Said to Be Pr railing in Guatemala, j THOUSANDS ARE STRICKEN WITH HUNGER 'Fruitful Country la Transformed Into One of liter Ruin tad Desola tion by the Eruption of Snuta Maria. NEW ORLEANS. Nov. 22. Til Picayune today prints the following letter: 1-ORT HAIIKIOS. Ouatr-mala. Nov. 11 ! Refugees who have arrived here thle week ' (rom western Guatemala report a terrible ' state of affairs aa a reeult or the eruption of Hunt Alaria volcano. The country tor a radius ot over thirty miles has been ; made a dfolte waste and every vestige ' of Hie destroyed. The lops of lite Is estimated at over 7,000. the fcreat majority of the victims being ; Indians. Ten indlan villages, each with a i population of trom lifty to 1U,M Inhabl I tunte, were wiped tut, the rude huta being burled beneath tons of volcanic dust debris. All or the coffee plantations In the vol canic one are ruined and their owners I Kit penniless. The greatest distress pre i valla through the western provinces of the republic and even on the eastern coast of the country and the effect It felt In the 'scarcity of money and the rlee-ln exchange. Ten Thousand Are starving;. A famine prevails at Quesaltenango and 10.000 people are starving. Even In Guate mala City, the capital, the Inhabitants are suffering for food. The government Is utterly unable to relieve the distress and suffering and the people are on the verge ot revolution The only thing needed to start a formidable uprising Is the appear- I ance of a leader. 1 Pertlrlo Herrera, whose valuable coffee 1 plantation waa destroyed, Is among the refugees who arrived here today and sailed for Nicaragua. Senor Herrera, In an Inler- view discussing the situation, said: 'I was In Guatemala City when the ter j rlble eruption of November 6 occurred. I The shocas from the explosions of the , volcano were plainly felt In the capital, ' causing great excitement among the peo- pie. The next day the news of the fright- I lul havoc wroght by Santa Maria reached the city and 1 started for my plantation. I I reached a point four miles from my I borne on November 8, but 1 was unable , to go any further on account of the etitllng i fumes and gases from the volcano, whlcn waa still active and emitting huge columns ' of fire and ashes, Barled I'nder Aahea. "The eruption ceased on the morning of ' November , when 1 ventured to my pian l tatlon and found It burled beneath ten ,teet of aehes, mud and sand. Everything on the place waa In ruins. Out of Hi laborers employed on the plantation all except seven perished. The eeven who escaped happened to be visiting a farm eight miles lurther from the volcano that day and when they saw tne danger took retugo with a lot of others In a cave. My tamlly was In Ouatemala and there tore escaped the terrible fate which befell those 1 left at home. "On the trip to my plantation I passed a number of other coffee plantations which had ihared the same fate as my own. The scene along the route waa frightful. The dead bodies of Indians and animals who had been suffocated by the deadly fumes were visible everywhere and the stench was awful. 1 passed throjgh one Indian village where over iM had perished. All of the bodies had their hands to their nostrils, showing plainly wbat cauned death. The damage to the country Is beyond repair. "Two new craters had been formed In the mountainside and were In eruption at last accounts." WOMAN THREATENS A THIEF Promises His Pol She Will Kill Them If They Visit Her House. (Copyright. 1902, by Press Publishing Co.) PARIS, Nov. 22. (New York World Ca blegramSpecial Telegram.) "You vil lainous rascal. I'm sorry I did not kill you," cried Mrs. Kerr, the widow of a well known American painter, when she was unexpectedly confronted in a Paris court with a burglar who was recently caught In her house. The burglar la a fellow named Oswell, who la known to the London police aa Seymour. He had tried to force an entrance Into Mrs. W. J. Kerr's bedroom In her mansion on Avenue Henri Martin. Being aroused ahe threw a dag ger to a valet In the garden, shouting: "John, there's a burglar in the house. If you find him kill him and feteh the po lice." When the police came Oswell was found hiding In one of the rooms, his boots In bta pockets and carrying a razor and an electric lamp. At the hearing before the examining Judge Mrs. Kerr said she waa suffering from a heart affection and It might cause her death to see the prisoner, but when Oswell unexpectedly entered the Judge's chamber she assailed him violently, pour ing out a torrent of Invectives. She ended by saying: "I feel sure you belong to a gang, and you may tell the other members of the gang that If ever one of them ventures near my house after dark he will never go away alive." The burglar was terrified and the judge had great difficulty In calming Mrs. Kerr. FORTUNE GOES WITH A BABY Foundling; Haa Money Pinned to Its . Clothea with Promise of More. (Copyright, 1902, by Press Publishing Co.) PARIS, Nov. 22. (New York World Ca blegramSpecial Telegram.) A laborer near Evreux, Brittany, saw a motor car with four occupants. Including one woman, atop a few days ago while one of the men carefully placed a bundle by the wayside. The occupants of the car evidently knew the laborer waa watching them for they moyed slowly along the road for about a quarter of a mile until they saw him reach the parcel and then they drove off at full apeed. The parcel was a handsome cradle con taining a newly born child. On examining the find In a neighboring house the peasant found $2,830 pinned to the btby's clothea, with the following note: "Whoever will take care of this child until Its majority will have good fortune assured him during his life on the ex press condition that he never seeks to penetrate the secret of the birth of the child, the Issue of one ot the noblest families In England." , The peasant has gladly accepted- the charge. VIBRATION CURE THE LATEST Exponent ot tha Latest Fad Reaping- It tea Harvest front Credulous. (Copyright, 1902, by Prcm. ubllshlng Co.) LONDON. Nov. 22. ! A York World Cable'tam Special Tclrgr-Londou ao- , ciety'a lateat craxa Is the vibration cure as practiced by a Swedish specialist. The vibrational cla'ms to be able to cure any thing and everything by his treatment, a 'claim which la supported by Adelina Pattl among others. Nerve troubles, pneumonia, appendicitis all are vibrated out of the system In miraculous fashion. Palming, faith healing and crystal gating have glveu way for too moment, to the vibiatlonlst, whose parlora are crowded with fashionable and foolish women. To Snd Money In Missouri. JEFFERSON CITY, Mo.. Nov. 21. Th Chicago, Rock Island ft Pacific railroad to day Sled with tha secretary ot state evl denoea of Incorporation in Missouri, show ing that 18,000,000 1 to be expended In this tat. l-av i comrrocm. too, (Copyright, 1902, by T. C. McClure.) Chanters I to IV A vnuna doctor. Ralnh Poyd, confld-s to his friend his apparently groundle.s suspicion concerning his per sonal well-being and safety. This friend, Ambler Jevons. gives his sympathy and promises Ills help In rase of need. He Is In the tea trad. but his favorite hobby Is In- tlgatlng crime and unraveling mysteries. ncyi niirMelf Is the son of a member or Parliament and assistant to Sir Hernard Kyton. He has an Interview with his chl-f. and they discuss the Illness of old Mr. Henry Courtenay. who lives at Richmond road, Kew. Instantly the young doctor con ceives tne idea tnat his mveterioua pre sentiment Is connected with this family. His interest In that home Is centered on Kthelwynn Mlvart, Henry Courtenay's sis-ter-ln-Iaw. whose Madonna type of heajty exercises a fascination over him. He de termines to pend the evening at Richmond road. The domestic life of the Cnurtenays nstances tne 'rum or the BhaKeapearean rroverb that Mav cannot wed December. Mrs. Courtenay. young, gay, pretty, la utterly out of sympathy with the elderly, short-temoered. Invalid hunhnnd. with whom she has linked her fate for mercenary considerations, t'onaequcntly she spends ner evenings outside her home and leaves the care oi her husband very much to the nurse and her sister. Kthelwynn. On this particular evening Ralph and Ethelwynn dlscusa domestic matters In the drawing room. As usual, Mrs. Courtenay Is out. Ethelwynn surprise Ralph by evincing a keen Interest In Henry Cojrtenay's appar ent Improvement In health. After their tete-a-teto the lovers separate, Ralph Bovd returning home. He Is roused from his slumbers early the following morning by a visit from Mr. Courtenay's footman, Short, wno tells him that his master has been murdered. Chapters V and VI Short srlvea Dr. Bovd the whole story as he knows It. The doctor sees taneiwynn, who Is in great terror. Ralph cornea to the conclusion that the man was murdered In his sleep by a skill ful hand. Short Is sent to the police etatlon and some detectives arrive. Accidentally tne noctor discovers a clue, which he has picked up at the bedside of the murdered man. He quietly transfers to his nocket. Then comes the examination of the serv ants and fche premises are carefully gone over. naipn seises tne opportunity of being alone a few momenta, and. after a glance at his find, Is overwhelmed by the terrible truth. CHAPTER VII. The Man Short nnd His Story. A light footstep sounded behind me and scarcely had I time to thrust the little object back into my pocket when my well beloved entered in search of me. "What do the police think, Ralph?" she asked, eagerly. "Have they any clue? Do tell me." "They have no clue," I answered in a voice which I fear sounded hard and some what abrupt. Then I turned from her, as though fully occupied with the Investigation at which was assisting, and went past her, leaving her standing alone. The police were busy examining the doors and windows of the back premises, kitchens, scullery and pantry, but could find no evi dence of any lock or fastening having been tapered with. The house was a large detached red brick one, standing In a lawn that waa quite spacious for a sudden house, and around it ran an asphalt path which diverged from the right hand corner of the building and ran in two parta to the road one a aeml-clrcular drive, which came up to the portico from the road, and the other a tradesmen's path, that ran to the op posite extremity of the property. From .the back kitchen a door led out upon this asphalted tradesmen's path, and as I rejoined the searchers some discussion waa in progress as to whether the door In question had been secured. The detective sergeant had found It unbolted and un locked, but the cook most positively as serted that she had both locked and bolted It at 10:30, when the under housemaid had come In from her "evening out." None of the servants, however, recollected having undone the door, either before the alarm or after. Perhaps Short had done so, but he waa absent In search of the dead man's widow. The police certainly spared no pains in their search. They literally turned the whole place upside down. One man on his hands and knees, and carrying a candle, carefully examined the stair, carpet, to see if he could find the marks of unusual feet. It was wet outside, and If the Intruder had been there, there would probably re main marks of muddy feet. He found many, but they were those of the con stable and the two detectives. Hence the point waa beyond solution. The drawing room, the dining room, the morning room and the big conservatory were all closely Inspected, but without any satisfactory result. My love followed everywhere, white-faced and nervous, with the cream chenille shawl atill over her shoulders. She had nastily put up her wealth of dark hair, and now wore the shawl wrapped lightly about her. The shawl attracted me. I managed to apeak with her alone for a moment, asking her quite an unimportant question, but nevertheless with a distinct object. Aa we stood there I placed my hand upon her shoulder and upon the shawl. It was for that very reason In order to feel the tex ture of the silk that I returned to her. The contact ot my band with the silk was convincing. I turned from her once again, and rejoined the shrewd men whose object it was to fasten the guilt upon the assassin. Presently we heard the welcome sound ot cab wheels outside, and a few minutes later young Mrs. Courtenay, wild-eyed and breathless, rushed up the stalra. I, how ever, barred her passage. "Let me pass," she cried, wildly. "Short haa told me he is worse, and has asked tor me. Let me past!" "No, Mary, not to quickly. Let me tell you something," I answered gravely, plac ing my hand firmly upon her arm. The police were again re-examining the back premises below, and only Ethelwynn was present at the top of the atalrs where I arrested her progress to the dead man's room. "But is there danger?" she demanded anxiously. "Tell me." "The crisis is over," I responded, am biguously. "But it not your abaence to night rather unusual?" "It was entirely my own fault," ahe admitted. "I shall never forgive myself for this neglect. After the theater we had supper at the Savoy and I lost my last train. Dolly Hennlker. ot course, asked me to stay and I could not refuse." Then, glancing from my face to that of her sister, she asked: "Why do you both look so strange? Tell me." she shrieked. "Tell me the worst. Is he la ho dead?" I nodded In the affirmative. For a aecond ahe stood dumb, thea gave 'vent to a long wall and would have fallen senseless If I had not caught her in my arms and laid her back upon tha long aetteo placed In an alcove on the landing. She, Ilka all the othera, had dressed hurriedly. Her hair was disheveled be neath her hat, but her disordered evening dress waa concealed by her long ulater, heavily Uned with sliver fox, a magnificent garment which her doting husband had purchased through a friend at Moscow and presented to her aa a birthday gtft. From her manner It waa only too plain , that aba waa filled with remorse. I really t-y T c mccxuqe pitied her, for she was a light-hearted, flirty little woman who loved gaiety, and, without an evil thought, bad no doubt allowed her friends to draw her Into that round of amusement. They aympathlzed with her as every woman who marries an old man is sympathized with and they gave her what pleasures they could. Alas! that auch a clanship between women so often proves fatal to domestic happiness. Judged from a logical point of view, It was merely natural that young Mrs. Courtenay should, after a year or two with an invalid husband, aged and eccentric, beat her wings against the bars. She was a pretty woman, almost as pretty as her sister, but two years older, with fair hair, blue eyei and a pink and white, almost doll-like, com plexion. Indeed, I knew quite well that ahe had long had a host ot admirers and that 4ust prior to her marriage with Courtenay It had been rumored that she waa to marry the heir to an earldom, a rather rakish young cavalry officer up at York. To restore her to consciousness was not a difficult matter, but after she had re quested me to tell her the whole of the ghastly truth she sat speechless, aa though turned to stone. Her manner was unaccountable. She spoke at last, and to me It seemed as though the fainting fit had caused her an utter losa of memory. She uttered words at random, allowing her tongue to ramble on In strange, disjointed sentences, of which I could make nothing. "My head! Oh! my head!" 'she kept on exclaiming, passing her hand across her brow as though to clear her brain. "Does it pain you?" I Inquired. "It seems as though a band of Iron were round it. I can't think. I I can't remem ber!" And she glanced about her help lessly, her eyes, with a wild strange look In them, her face so haggard and drawn that It gave her a look ot premature age. "Oh! Mary, dear!" cried Ethelwynn, taking both her cold hands. "Why, what's the matter? Calm yourself, dear." Then turning to me she asked, "Can nothing be done, Ralph? See she's not herself. The shock ban unbalanced her brain." "Ralph! Ethelwynn!" gasped the unfor tunate woman, looking at us with an ex pression of sudden wonder. "What has happened? Did I understand you aright. My poor husband is dead?" "Unfortunately that is the truth," I was compelled to reply. "It Is a sad affair. Mary, and you have all our sympathy, But recollect he was an invalid, and long ago his life was despaired of." I dared not ; et tell her the terrible truth that he had been the victim of foul play. "It Is my fault!" ahe cried. "My place waa here at home. But but why waa I not here?" she added with a blank look. "Where did I go?" "Don't you remember that you went to London with the Hennikers?" I said. "Ah! of course!" she exclaimed. "How very stupid of me to forget. But do you know, I've never experienced such a strange sensation before. My memory Is a perfect- blank. How did I return here?" "Short fetched you In a cab." "Short? I I don't recollect seeing him. Somebody knocked at my door, and said I was wanted, because my husband had been taken worse, so I dressed and went down. But after that I don't recollect anything." "Her mind Is a trifle affected by the shock," I whispered to my love. "Best take her downstairs Into one of the rooms and lock the door. Don't let her see the police. She didn't notice the constable at the door. ShS'Il be better presently." I uttered these words mechanically, but truth to tell, these extraordinary symptoms alarmed and puzzled me. She had fainted at hearing of the death of her husband, just aa many other wives might have fainted; but to me there seemed no reason what soever why the swoon should be followed by that curious lapse of memory. The questions she had put to me showed her mind to be a blank. I could discern noth ing to account for the symptoms, and the only remedy I could suggest was perfect quiet. I Intended that aa soon as daylight came both women should be removed to the bouse ot some friend In the vicinity. The, sceno of the tragedy was no place for two delicate women, t Notwithstanding Mrs. Courtenay's deter mination to enter her husband's room, I managed at last to get thaai both in the morning room and called the nurse and cook to go In and assist In calming her, for her lapse of memory had suddenly been followed by a fit of violence. "I must see him!" she shrieked. "I will see him! You can't prevent me. I am his wife. My place la at his side!" My love exchanged looks with me. Her sister's extraordinary manner utterly con founded us. "You shall aee him later," I promised, endeavoring to calm her. "At present remain quiet. No good can possibly be done, by this wild conduct." "Where is Sir Bernard?" she Inquired auddenly. "Have you telegraphed for him? I must see him." "As soon as the office is open I shall wire." "Yes, telegraph at the earliest mo ment. Tell him ot the awful blow that haa fallen upon us." Presently, by dint of much persuasion, we managed to quiet her. The nurse re moved her hat, helped her out of her fur lined coat and she sat huddled up In a big "grandfather" chair, her handsome low cut gown crushed and crumpled, the flowers she had worn in her corsage the previous night drooping and withered. For some time she sat 'motionless, her chin sunk upon her breast, the picture of dejection, until, of a audden, she roused herself, and before we were aware of her Intention she had torn off her marriage ring and cast It across the room, crying wildly: "It Is finished. He la dead dead!" '' And she sank back again among the cushions, aa though exhausted by the effort. Wbat was passing through her brain at that moment I wondered. Why should a repulsion ot the marriage bond aelze her ao suddenly and causa her to tear off the golden fetter under which rhe had ao long chafed? There waa aome reason, without a doubt, but at present all waa an enigma all aava one single point. When I returned to the police to urge them not to disturb Mrs. Coartenay. I found them assembled In the conserva tory discussing an open window, by which anyone might easily have entered and left. Tha mystery of the kitchen door had been cleared up by Short, who admitted that after the discovery he bad unlocked and unbolted It, In order to go round the out side of tha house and aes whether anyone was lurking in the garden. - When I waa told thia atory I remarked that he had displayed some bravery In act ing in auch a manner. No man cares to face an assassin unarmed. The man looked across at ma wttb a curi ous, apprehensive glance and replied: "I was armed, air. I took down one of tha old Indian daggers from tha halL" "Where la It now?" Inquired the In spector, quickly, for at such a moment the admission that he had had a knife In his possession wss sufficient to arouse a strong suspicion." v "I hung It up again, sir, before going out to call the doctor," he replied quite calmly. "Show me which It waa," I said; and he accompanied me out to the hall and pointed to a long, thin knife which formed part of a trophy of antique Indian weapons. In an Instant I saw that such a knife bad undoubtedly Inflicted the wound In the dead man's breast. "So you armed yourself with this?" 1 re marked, taking down the knife with affected carelessness, and examining It. "Yes, doctor. It was the first thing that came to hand. It's sharp, for I cut myself once when cleaning it." I tried Its edge and found it almost as keen aa a razor. It was about ten Inches long and not more than half an Inch broad, with a hilt of carved Ivory, yellow with age and Inlaid with fine llnea of silver. Certainly a very dangerous weapon. The sheath waa purple velvet, very worn and faded. I walked back to where the detectives were standing and examined the blade be neath the light. It was bright and had apparently been recently cleaned. It might have been cleaned and oil smeared upon It after the commission of the crime. Yet, as far aa I could discover with the naked eye, there was no evidence that It bad recently been used. It was the man's curious, apprehensive glance that had first aroused my suspicion, and the admission that he had opened the back door and that he had been armed both increased my distrust. The detec tive, too, were interested in the weapon, but were soon satisfied that, although a dangerous knife. It bore no stain of blood. So I put It back In Its case and replaced It. But I experienced some difficulty In getting the loop of wire back upon the brass-headed nail from which it waa sus pended, and It then occurred to me that Short, In the excitement of the discovery and ordered by Ethelwynn to go at once In search of me, would scarcely remain there, striving to return the knife to Its place. Such an action was unnatural. He would probably have cast It aside and daahed out In search of a cab. Indeed, the constable on the beat had seen him rush forth hurriedly, and, urged by Ethel wynn, run In the direction of Kew Bridge. No. Somehow I could not rid myself ot the suspicion thatMhe man was lying. To my professional eye the weapon with which the wound had been Inflicted waa the one which he admitted had been in his posses sion. The story that he had unlocked the door and gone in search of the assassin struck the inspector, as It did myself, aa a dis tinctly lame tale. I longed for the opening of the tele graph office,, so that I might summon my friend Jevons to my aid. He reveled in mysteries and If the present one admitted of solution I felt confident that he would aolve It. ' CHAPTER VIII. Ambler Jevons la InqulsttlTe. People were about me the whole time. Hence I had no opportunity of re-examining the little object I had picked up from the spot where the murderer must have atood. When morning dawned two detectives from Scotland Yard arrived, made nn ' the circumstances, examined the or dow In the conservatory, made a : remarka and closely scrutinized th-j in the hall. Ethelwynn bad taken her Bister to a friend In the vicinity, accompanied by the nurse and cook. The house waa now In the possession of the police and already It had become known in the neighborhood that old Mr. Courtenay was dead. In all probability early passersby, men on their way to work, had noticed a constable In uniform enter or leave, and that had ex cited public curiosity. I hoped that Amblor Jevona would not delay, for I intended that he should be first in the field. It ever he had had a good mystery before blm this certainly was one. I knew how keen waa his scent for clues and how carefully and Ingeniously he worked when assisting the police to get at the bottom of any auch affair. He came a little after 9 In hot baste, having driven from Hammersmith in a hansom. I waa upstairs when I heard his deep cheery voice crying to the inspector from Scotland Yard: "Hulloa, Thorpe. What'a occurred? My friend Dr. Boyd baa Just wired to me." "Murder," responded the Inspector. "You'll find the doctor somewhere about. He'll explain It all. Queer case very queer case. It seems." "Is that you. Ambler?" I called over the banisters. "Come up here." He came up breathlessly, two steps at a time, and, gripping my hand, asked: "Who'a been murdered?" ' "Old Mr. Courtenay." "The devil!" be ejaculated. "A moBt mysterious affair," I went on. "They called me aoon after 3, and I came down here only to find the poor old gen tleman stone dead stabbed to the heart." "Let me see him," my friend said In a sharp businesslike tone, which showed that he Intended to lose no time in sifting the matter. He had his own peculiar methoda of getting at the bottom of a mystery. He worked Independently, and, although he as sisted the police and was therefore alwaya welcomed by them, his efforts were always apart, and generally marked by cunning, ingenuity and twlft logical reasoning that were alike remarkable and marvelous. I gave him a brief terse outline of the tragedy, and then, unlocking the door of the room where the dead man still lay in the same position as when discovered, al lowed him In. The place waa In darkness, so I drew up the Venetian blinds, letting In the gray depressing light of the wintry morning. He advanced to the bed, atood In the ex act spot where I had stood, and where without doubt the murderer had atood, and, folding his armt, gazed straight and long upon the dead man's features. Then be gave vent to a kind of dissatis fied grunt, and turned down the coverlet In order to examine the wound, while I atood by hia aide In alienee. Suddenly he awuog round on his heel and measured the paces between the bed and the door. Then he went to the window and looked out, afterwards making a tour ot the room slowly, his dark eyea search ing everywhere. He did not open his lips In the presence of the dead. He only ex amined everything, swiftly and yet care fully, opening the door slowly and closing It Just aa alowly, in order to aee whether It creaked or not. It creaked when closed very alowly. The creaking was evidently what tha under housemaid had heard and believed to be the creaking of boots. The murderer, finding that It creaked, had probably closed It by degrees; hence It gave a aeries of creaks, which tothe girl bad aounded in tha al ienee ot the night ilka those of new boots. Ambler Jevons had, almoat at tha open ing of hla inquiry, cleared up one point which had puzzled us. When he had concluded hia examination of the room and re-covered tha dead face with tha sheet, we emerged into tha cor ridor. Then I told him of tba servant's statement. "Boots!" ha echoed In a tons of im patience. "Would a murderer wear creak ing boots? It waa tha door, of course. It opens noiselessly, but when closed quietly it creaks. Curious, however, that ho ahould have risked the creaking and the awaken ing of the household in order to close It. He had some strong motive In doing so." "He evidently had a motive In the crime," I remarked. "It we could only discover It we might, perhaps, fix upon the assassin." "Yes," he exclaimed thoughtfully. "But to tell yon the truth, Ralph, old chap, the fact which la puzzling me most of all at thla moment la that extraordinary forebod ing of evil which you confessed to me day before yesterday. You hsd your suspicions aroused, somehow. Cudgel your bralna and think what Induced that very curious presage of evil." "I've tried and tried again, but 1 can fix on nothing. Only yesterday afternoon when Sir Bernard Incidentally mentioned old Mr. Courtenay, it suddenty occurred to me that the curious excitement within me had aome connection with him. Of course he waa a patient, and I may have studied hla case and given a lot of thought to It, but that wouldn't account for tuch an op pression aa that from which I've been suf fering." "You certainly did have the bluea badly the night before last." he said frankly. "And by some unaccountable manner your curious feeling was an Intuition of this tragic occurrence. Very odd and mysteri ous, to say the least." "Uncanny, I call It," 1 declared. "Yes, I agree with you," he answered. "It la an uncanny affair altogether. Tell me about the ladles. Where are they?" I explained how Mrs. Courtenay had been absent, and how ahe had been prostrated by the news of his death. He stroked his mustache slowly, deeply reflecting. "Exactly." And I went on to describe the wild scene which followed my admission that her hus band waa dead. I explained It to him in detail, for I saw that his thoughts were following in the same channel aa my own. We both pitied the unfortunate woman. My friend knew her well, for he had often ac companied me there and had spent the evening with us. Ethelwynn liked him for his careless bohemlanlsm, and for the fund of stories alwaya at his command. Some times he used to entertain us for hours to gether, relating details of mysteries upon which he had at one time or another been engaged. Women are alwaya fond of mysteries, and he often held both of them breathless by his vivid narratives. Thorpe, the detective from Scotland Yard, a big, sturdily-built, middle-aged man, whose hair was tinged with gray, and whose round, rosy face made him appear the pic ture of good health, joined us a moment later. In a low, mysterious tone he ex plained to my friend the circumstance of Short having admitted possession of the knife hanging in the hall. In It Ambler Jevona at once scented a clue. "I never liked that fellow!" he exclaimed, turning to me. "My Impression has alwaya been that he waa a sneak, and told old Courtenay everything that went on either In drawing room or kitchen." Thorpe, continuing, explained how the back door had been found unfastened, and bow Short had admitted unfastening It In order to go forth to seek the assassin. "A ridiculous story utterly absurd!" de clared Jevons. "A man doesn't rush out to shed blood for blood like that!" "Of course not," agreed the detective. "To my tnlnd appearances are entirely against thli fellow. Yet, we have one fact to bear in mind, namely, that being sent to town twice he waa afforded every op portunity for escape." "He was artful," I remarked. "He knew that his rfest plan waa to remain and face It. If, a icums very probable, the crime was planucd, It was certainly carried out at a most propitious moment." "It certainly was," observed my friend, carefully scrutinizing the knife, which Thorpe had brought to him. "This," he said, "must be examined mlscroscoplcally. You can do that, Boyd." "It will be easy to see If there are any traces of blood upon It. To all appear ance It haa been recently cleaned and oiled." "Short admlta cleaning It, but he saya he did so three days ago," I exclaimed. He gave vent to a low grunt, from which I knew that the explanation wa8 unsatis factory, and replaced the knife In Its faded velvet sheath. Save for the men upon whom suspicion had thut fallen, the oervanta had all gone to the house where their mistress waa lodged, after being cautioned by the police to say nothing of the matter, and to keep their mouths closed to all the reportera who would no doubt very aoon be swarming In the district eager for every scrap of infor mation. Their evidence would be required at the Inquest, and the police forbade them, until then, to make any comment, or to give any explanation of the mysterious affair. The tonguea of domestics wag quickly and wildly In auch cases, and have many tlmea been the meana of defeating the ends of Justice by giving away Im portant cluea to the press. Ambler Jevons, however, waa a practiced hand at mysteries. He sat down In the library, and with his crabbed handwriting covered two sheets of paper with notes upon the case. I watched aa hla pencil went swiftly to work, and when he had finished I aaw blm underline certain worda he had written. "Thorpe appears to suspect that fellow Short." he remarked, when I met him again In the library a quarter of an hour later. "I've Just been chatting with him, and to me bis demeanor is not that of a guilty man. He a actually been upstairs with the coroner's officer in the dead man a room. A murderer generally excuses himself from entering the presence of his victim." "Well," I exclaimed, after a pause, "you know the whole circumstances now. Can you see any clu which may throw light on the affair?" He slowly twisted his mustache again; then twisted his plain gold ring alowly round the little finger of the left hand a bablt of hla when perplexed. "No, Ralph, old chap; can't aay I do." he answered. "There" an unfathomable mystery somewhere, but in what direction I'm utter at a losa to distlngulah." "But do you think that the assassin la a member of the household? That aeema to me our first point to clear up." "That'a Just where we're perplexed. Thorpe auggesta Short, but the police so ofte'u rush to conclusion on a single sus picion. Before condemning him It la necea. sary to watch him narrowly and note hla demeanor and hla movements. If he is guilty he'll betray himself soonor or later. Thorpe waa foolish to take down the knife a aecond time. Tha fellow might have seen him and had hla suspicious aroused thereby. That'a tha worst of police In quiries. They display bo little Ingenuity. It la all method method method. Every thing must be done by rule. They appear to overlook the fact that a window in the conservatory waa undoubtedly left open." h added. "Well?" I asked, noticing that he was gating at me strangely, full fh the face. "Well, haa It not occurred to you that that window might have been purposely left open?" "You mean that tha assassin entered and left by that window?" "I mean to auggest that th murder might have been connived by one of tha household. If th man wa suspect were not th actual assassin himself." Th theory waa a eurloua one, but I aaw that there were considerable grounda for it. Aa in many suburban bouses, tba conserva tory Joined tha drawing room, aa unlocked glaaa door being .between them. The win dow that bad been left unfastened waa situ ated' at the further end, and. being low down, wss In such a position that any In truder might easily have entered and left. Therefore the suggestion appeared a sound one more especially so because the rook had most solemnly declared that she had fastened It securely before going to bed. In that rase someone must have crept down and unfastened It after after the woman had retired, and done ao with the object of assisting the assassin. But Ambler Jevons wss not a man to re main Idle for a single moment when once he became Intereated In a mystery. To hla keen perception and calm logical reasoning had teen due the tolutlon of "The Morning ton Crescent Mystery." which, as all read era of thla narrative will remember, for tlx montht utterly defied Scotlsnd Yard; while In a dozen other notable rase his discoveries had placed the police on the scent of the guilty person. Somehow he seemed to possess a peculiar facility In the solving of mysteries. At ordinary times he struck one as a rather careles, easy going man, who drifted on through life, tasting and dealing In tea, with regular at tendance at Mark Lane each day. Some tlmeB he wore a pair of cheap pince-nez, the frames of which were rusty, but these he seldom assumed unless he was what he termed "at work." He was at work now, and therefore he stuck the plnce-net on the bridge of his nose, giving him a keener and rather more Intelligent appearance. "Excuso me," he exclaimed, suddenly twitching his ring again round his finger. "I've Just thought of something else. I won't be a moment," and he rushed from the library and ran upstairs to the floor Bbove. v Hla absence gave me the opportunity to re-examine the little object I had picked up from the floor at the earlier stages of the Inquiry, and, advancing to the window I took It from my pocket and looked again at It utterly confounded. Its appearance presented nothing ex traordinary, for It was merely a eoft piece of cream-colored chenille about half an Inch long. But the eight of It lying In the palm of my hand held me spellbound In horror. It told me the awful truth. It waa nothing less than a portion of the fringe of the cream shawl which my love had been wearing, and just as chenille fringes will come to pieces, It bad become detached and fallen where ahe had atood at that spot beside the victim's bed. There was a rmear of. blood upon R. I recollected her strangely nervous man ner, her anxiety to ascertain what clue we had discovered and to know the opinion of the police. Yes, If guilt were ever written upon a woman's face it was upon hers. Should I show the tiny -fragment to my friend? Should I put It Into his hands and tell him the bitter truth the truth that my love was a murderess? (To Be Continued.) EMPEROR A MIGHTY HUNTER Kills Enough Rabblta In Twenty Mln utea to Feed, n Bin" Com pany. 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