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FIXER DETAILS.
At ten minutes before 2 the followinir
Any, Monday, I arrived at my office. 1
had spent ths morning putting my affairs
In shape, and In a trip to thj stable. The
afternoon would see me either a free man
or a. prisoner for an Indefinite length of
time, and, In bplte of Johnson's piomls-o
to produce Sullivan, I was more prepared
for the latter than the former.
Blobs Wi watching for me outside thj
door, and It was clour that ho was In a
state of excitement bordering on delirium.
He did nothing, however, save to tip me a
wink which meant' "As man to man. I'm
1 for you." I was too much engroHMed either
to reprove him or return the courtesy, but
I heard him follow me down the hall to the
tmail room wheie we kept outgrown law
books, typewriter supplies and. Incidentally,
fur wraps. I was wondering vaguely if 1
Would ever bang my hut on Its nail again,
when the door cloned bvhind me. It shut
firmly, without any particular amount of
sound, and I was left in the dark. I groped
my way to It, irritably, to find It locked
on the outside. I sImmiU It frantically, and
was rewarded by a sibilant whisper
through the keyhole.
"Keep quiet," 131obs us taking husl;!ly.
Gamblers in
ONDON's rubber craze suggests
the days when people in this
country thought their fortunes
would be niude out of silk rais
ing, or, at least, the cultivation
of mulberry trees. L. 1.
JBrackett. In "The Silk Industry In Amer
ica,," gives this account of the man a:
"One after another ot the experimenters
In silk culture began to advorata the
Mcrus multlcaulls and recommended their
friends to ruliHalu the trees and raite sl'.k
If they could, but at all events to raise
multlcaulls trees. Giave doctors of medi
cine and doctors of iltvhiily, men learned
in the law, agriculturists, mechanics and
merchants, and women as well a men,
seemed to bo IntectL'd with a strange
irnnsy In regard to this mulberry tree.
"They mel In, solely ii:u!uvs over iHVtt-
tlles of Af"i ui'iiuiltlce.uli twins, ill.-n Uf a
ng seriously the glorious time when In the
rot distant' future every farm khou'.d be a
liursery for the young trees, every house
should have its cocooneries attached. Its
silk worms of the blvoltlne. tnvoltlne or
polyvoltlns lueods, yielding to. three or
mure crops of cocoon per year. The farm
ers' wive and daughters, when nut en
gaged In feeding the worms, were to reel
the si!lc an J perhaps to spin and tmlst it
til', silk, should become as cheap as cotton,
SSt i A y matron and maid rejoice in the
.session of at least a duaeil silk di esses.
It does not clearly pat wlieis and un
"You're In deadly peril. The police are
wuiting In your office, three of 'em. I'm
goin' to lock the whole bunch In and throw
the key out of the window."
"Come back here, you Imp of Satan!" I
called furiously, but I could hear him
speeding down the corridor, and the slam
of the outer office door by which he al
ways announced his presence. And so I
stood there In that ridiculous cupboard,
hot with the blast of a steaming Septem
ber day, musty with the smell of old
leather bindings, littered with broken over
shoes and handleless umbrellas. I was
apoplectic with rage one minute, and
choked with laughter the next. It seemed
an hour before Blobs came back.
He came without haste, strutting with
new dignity, and paused outside my prison
door.
"Well, I guess that will hold them for a
while," he remarkd comfortably, and pro
ceeded to tuns the key. "I've got 'em fast
ened up like eaidlr.es In u can," he ex
plained, working with -the lock. "fiea
wl.is! you'd ought to hear 'em:" When
hn got his breath after the shaking I gave
him, ho began to splutter. "How'd I
know?" he demanded sulkily. "You nearly
broke your neck gettln' away the otter
tin e. And I haven't got the old key. It's
lo.t."
"Where's it lust?" I demanded, with an-
Mulberries
what occasions they were to wear these
dresses, while their whole time was to be
occupied with the care of the silk worms
and cocoons." ' .
"tildeon B. Smith of Baltimore." says
Fosselt's Textile Journal, ' is said to have
owned the first multlcaulls tree In the
I'uited titatt. which was planted In
but Dr. Kcllx Fascslls of New York was
the first to make known to the public the
remarkably rapid growth and supposed ex
cellent qualities of the tree, and so may be
said to have opened this Pandora's box,
from which so many evils escaped. The
excitement lit regard to the Morus multl
caulls grew steadily; aloly, indeed, at
fust, but increasing with geometrical pro
gression until l!sS, when it fulminated in
utter ruin to ths wultivators. The sjirewd
ct and warlest'operatois, men who did not
believe In Its loudly hoi al led virtues, were
fairly carilud Off their feet by the surging
tide of speculation. The young trees or
cuttings, which were sold Id 14 or U13 for
iJ to ti a bundled, cams soon to be worth
IS. luo. Hoc, $vj and even I...0 a hundred.
"In the spring of 1S39 Mr. Whitemarsli
and I-r. Slebbins of Northampton, Mx ,
ere rejoicing over the purchase of a
uoien multlcaulls cuttings, nut more th.i
two feet long and of the thickness of a
pipe stem, for They are worth I),'
exclaimed the doctor tu bis enthusiasm."
Ntw Toik 1'vsb
HptRIQHT. ISloTiTTKETiEVrfORK EVENING . TELEGRAM (N6 rOftlHlERAU) CO
other gesture toward his coat oollar.
, "Down the elevator shaft." There wa a
gleam of Indignant satisfaction through
his tears of rage and humiliation.
And so, while he hunted the key In the
debris at the bottom of the shaft, I quieted
lils prisoners with the assurance that the
lock had slipped, and that they would be
as free as lords as soon as we could find
the Janitor with a pass key. Stuart went
down finally and discovered Blobs, with
the key In his pocket, telling the englneor
how he had tried to save me from arrest
and failed. When Stuart came up he was
almost cheerful, but Blebs did not appear
again that day.
Simultaneous with the finding of the key
came Hotchkiss, and W6 went In together.
I shook hand with two men who, with
Hotchkiss. made a not very animated
group. The taller one, an oldish man, lean
and hard, announced his errand at once.
"A Pittsburg warrant?" I Inquired, un
locking my cigar drawer.
"Yes. Allegheny county has assumed
jurisdiction, the exact locality where the
crime was committed being In doubt." Ho
seemed to be the spokesman. The other,
shorter and rotund, kept an amiable silence.
"Wo hope you will see the wisdom of
waiving extradition," he went on. "It will
save time."
"I'll come, of course," I agreed. "The
sooner the better. But I want you to give
me an hour here, gentlemen. I think wo
can interest you. Have a cigar?"
The lean man took a cigar; the rotund
man took three, putting two in his pocket.
"How about the catch of that door?" he
Inquired Jovially. "Any danger of it going
off again?" Ileally, considering the cir
cumstances, Jhey were remarkably cheer
ful. Hotchkiss, however, as not. Ho
paced the floor uneasily, his hands under
his coat tails. The arrival of Mcknight
created a diversion; he carried a long pack
age and a corkscrew, and shook hands
with the police and opened the bottle with
a single gesture.
"I always want something to cheer on
these occasions," he said. "Where's the
water, Blakeley? Kverybody ready?" Then
In French he toasted the two detectives.
"To your eternal discomfiture," he sld,
bowing cei emonlu'isly. "May you go home
and never come back. If you take Mon
sieur Blnkelcy with you. 1 hope you ehoko."
The lean man nodded gravely. "Prosit."
he said. But the fat ore leaned back and
laughed consumedly.
Hotchkiss finished a mental synopsis of
his position, and put down his glass. "l"i
tleinen," he said pompously, "within five
minutes the man you want will be here, a
miuderer caught. In a net of evidt-nc" s
fin that a mosquito eould not get
through."
The detectives glared at each other
solemnly. Had they no in their po'-sslo-i
a sealskin bag containing u wallet and a
bit of gold chain, which, by putting the
crime on me, would leave a gap big enough
for Sullivan himsulf to crawl through?
"Why don't you say jour little spctch
before Johnson brings the other man, Law
rence?" McKnight Inquired. "They won't
bellsve you, but it w ill help them to under
stand what Is coming."
"You understand, of course," the lean
man put In -gravely, "that what you say
may be used against you."
"I'll take the risk," I answered Impa
tiently. It took some time to tell the story of my
worse than useless trip to Pittsburg, and1
its sequel. They listened gravely, without
interruption.
"Air. Hotchkiss here." I finished, "be
lieves that the man Sullivan, whom we are
momentarily expecting, committed the
crime'. Mr. McKnight is Inclined to Impli
cate Mrs. Conway, who stabbed Branson
and then herself last night As for my
self, I am open to conviction."
"I hope not," said the stout detective
quiziically. And then Alison was an
nounced. My impulse to go out and meet
her was forestalled by the deteotlves, who
rose when I did. McKnight, therefore,
brought her in, and I met her at the door.
"I have put you to a great deal of
trouble," I said contritely, when I saw her
glance around the room. "I wish I had
not-" !
"It is only right that I should come,"
she replied, looking up at mc. "I am the
unconscious cause of most of it, I am
afraid. Mrs. Dallas Is going to wait in
the outer office."
I presented Hotchkiss and the two de
tectives, who eyed her with interest In
her poise, her beauty, even In her gown, I
fancy she represented a new tpy to them.
They remained standing until she sat
down.
"I have brought the necklace," sns began,
holding out a white-wrapped box, "as you
asked me to do.
I passed it, unopened, to the detectives.
"The necklace from which was broken the
fragment you found In the sealskin bag."
I explained. "Miss West found it on the
floor of the car, near lower ten."
"When did you find it?" asked the lean
detective, bending forward.
"In the morning, not long before the
wreck."
"Did you ever see it before?"
"I am not certain," she replied. "I have
seen one very much like It." Her tone
was troubled. She glanced at mo as If for
help, but I was powerless,
"Where?" The detective was watching
her closely.
At that moment there came an Interrup
tion. The door opened without ceremony,
and Johnson ushered in a tall, blond man,
a stranger to all of us. I glanced at All
son; she was pale, but composed and
scornful. She met thn newcomer's eyes
full, and, caught unawares, he took a
hasty, backward step.
"Sit down, Mr. Sullivan," McKnight
beamed cordially. "Have a cigar? I beg
your pardon. Alison, do you mind this
smoke?"
"Not at all." she said composedly. Sulli
van had had a second to sound his bear
ings. '
"No no. thanks," he mumbled. "If you
will be good enough to explain"
"But that's what you're to do." Mc
Knight said cheerfully, pulling up a chair.
"You've got the meat attentive audience
you could ask. These two gentlemen are
detectives from Pittsburg, and we are all
curious to know the finer details of what
happened on the car Ontario two weeks
ago, the night your father-in-law was mur
dered." sulllvan gripped the arms of his
chair. "We are not prejudiced, either. The
gentlemen from Pittsburg are betting on
Mr. Blakeley, over there. Mr. Hotchkiss.
the gentleman by the radiator. Is ready lu
place ten to one odds on you. And some
of us hate still other thenri-s."
"Uciitlemen," Sullivan said slowly, "f
give von my word of honor that I did pot
kill Simon Harrington, and that I do not
know who did."
"Fiddlededee."' nied Hotchkiss, bustling
forward. "Why, 1 can tell you'" But
McKnight pushed him firmly Into a chuir
and held him there.
"I am ready to plead guilty to the lar
ceny," Sullivan went on. "I took Mr.
Blakeley's clothes, I admit. If I can relm
bui him In any way for the inconveni
ence" The stout detective was listening with
his mouth open. "lo you mean lo say,"
be demanded, "that ou got Into Mr.
J. j I Htflufe
Blakeley's berth, as he contends, took his
clothes and forged notes, and left the train
before the wreck?"
"Yes."
"The notes, then?"
, "I grave them to Bronson yesterday. Much
good they did him!" bitterly. We were all
silent for a moment. The two detectives
were adjusting themselves with difficulty
to a new point of view; Sullivan was look
ing dejectedly at the floor, his hands
hanging loose between his knees. I was
watching Alison; from where i stood, be
hind her, I could almost touch the soft
hair behind her ear.
"I have no intention of pressing any
chsrgs against you." I said with forced
civility, for my hands were itching to get
at him, "if you will give us a clear ac
count of what happened on the Ontario
that night."
Sullivan raised his handsome, haggard
head and looked around at me. "I've seen
you before, haven't I?" he asked. "Weren't
you an uninvited truest at the Laurels a
few days or nights ago? The cat, you
remember, and the rug that slipped?"
"I remember," I said shortly. He glanced
from me to Alison and quickly away.
"The truth can't hurt me," he s'ald, "but
it's devilish unpleasant. Alison, you know
all this. You would better go out."
Ills use of her name crazed me. I stepped
in front of her and stood over him. "You
will not bring Miss West Into the conversa
tion," I threatened, "and she will stay if
she wishes."
"Oh, very well," he said with assumed
Indifference.
Hotchkiss just then escaped from Richey's
grasp and crossed the room.
"Did you ever wear glasses?" ha asked
eagerly. '
"Never." Sullivan glanced with some con
tempt at mine.
"I'd better begin by going back a little,"
he went on sullenly. "I ippose you know
I was married to Ida Harrington about
five years ago. She was a good girl, and
I thought a lot of her. But her father op
posed the marriage he'd never liked me,
and he refused to make any sort of settle
ment. ,
"I had thought, of course, that theie
would be money, and It was a bad day
when I found out I'd made a mistake. My
sister was wild with disappointment. We
were pretty hard up, my sister and I."
I was watching Alison. Her hands were
tightly clasped In her lap, and she was
staring out of the -w indow at the cheerless
roof below. She had set her lips a little,
but that was all.
"You understand, of course, that I'm not
defending myself," went on the sullen
voice. "The day came when old Harring
ton put us both out of the house at the
point of a revolver, and I threatened I
suppose you know that, too I threatened
to kill him.
"My sister and I hd hard times after
that We lived on the continent for a
while. I was at Monte Carlo and she was
In Italy. She met a young lady there, the
granddaughter of a steel manufacturer
and an heiress, and she sent for me. When
I got to Rome the girl was gone. Last
winter I was all In social secretary to an
Knglibhman, a wholesale grocer with a
new title, but we had a row. and I came
home. I went out to the Itcaton boys'
ranch In Wyoming, and met Bronson there.
He lent me money, and I've been doing hl)
dirty work ever since."
Sullivan got up then and walked slowly
forward and buck as he talked, his eyes
on the faded patterns of the office rug.
"If you want to live In hell.", he said
savagely, "put yourself In another man's
power. Bronson got Into trouble, forging
John Ollmoie's name to those notes, and In
some way he learned that a man was
bringing the papers back to Washington
on lhn K.ii r. He even learned the number
of his berth, and thei night before the
wreck, just as I was boarding the train. I
got a telegram."
Hotchkiss stepped forward ones more Im
portantly. "Which read. I think: 'Man with papers
In lower ten, car seven. Get them."
Sullivan looked at the little man with
sulky blue eyes.
"it was something like that, anyhow.
But it was a nasty business, and it mads
matters worse that he didn't care that a
telegram which must pass through a half
dozen hands, was more or less Incriminating
to me.
"Then, to add to the unpleasantness of
my position. Just after we boarded ths
train I was accompanying my sister and
this young lady. Miss West a woman
touched me on the sleeve, and I turned to
face my wife!
"That took away my last bit of nerve,.
I told my slater, and you can understand
she was in a bad way, too. We knew what
It meant. Ida had heard that I was
going"
He stopped and glanced uneasily at All
son. "Go on," she said coldly. "It Is too late
to shield me. The time to hive done that
was when I was your guest."
"Well," he went on, his eyes turned care
fully away from my face, which must have
presented certainly anything but a pleasant
sight. "Miss West was going to do me tho
hor.or to marry me, and"
"You scroundrel!" I burst forth, thrust
ing past Alison West's chair. "You you in
fernal cur!"
One of the detectives got up and stood
between us.
"You must remember, Mr. Blakeley, that
you are forcing this story front this man.
These details are unpleasant, but impor
tant. You were going to marry this young
lady," he said, turning to Sullivan, "al
though you already had a wife living?"
"It was my sister's plan, and I was in a
bad way for money. If I could marry, se
cretly, a wealthy girl and go to Europe.
It was unlikely that Ida that in, Mrs. Sul
livan would hear of It
"So It was more than a shock to sea my
wife on the train, and to realise from her
face that she knew what was going on.
I don't know yet, unless some of the serv
antswell, never mind that.
"It meant that the whole thing had gone
up. Old Harrington had carried a gun for
me for years, and the same train wouldn't
hold both of us. Of course, I thought that
he was In the coach Just behind ours."
Hotchkiss was leaning forward now, his
eyes narrowed, his thin llpe , drawn to a
line.
"Are you left-handed, Mr. Sullivan?" he
asked.
Sullivan stopped in surprise.
"No." he said gruffly. "Can't do any
thing with my left hand." Hotchkiss sub
tided, crestfallen but alert. "I tore up that
cursed telegram, but I was afraid to throw
the scraps away. Then I looked around
for lower ten. It was almost exactly
Striking a Match or Two
T HAS been estimated that w
of the United State consume
"00.000,000,000 matches annually,
and that ours Is larger match
bill than that of any other
country.
in the making of the match it is neces
sary to obtained the best grade of wood.
No sapwood, no knotty or cross-grained
t mber. Is utilized by the hundreds of fac
tories In this country that are busily en
gaged in turning out this article. The
necessity for the best limber render It
imperative that many agents be employed
to search out the choicest trees and to e
that none but the best wood goes to feed
the match machines. For this reason a
statement of the number of cubic feet of
wood actually converted Into matches each
year would give but an inadequate idea
of the number uf trees consumed by ths
industry.
Accordingly, the match manufacturer
are, as a class, as much concerned over
th timber supply as any other whose wel
fare depends on the employment of forest
products.
It is not to b assumed that, by reason
of the smallness of matches, the maker
thereof never utilise scraps or bits of wood
left uver. The contrary is lb cue.
f V7l
icm
across my berth wss lower seven, and it
was, of course, a bit of exceptional lucK
for me that the car was number seven."
"Did you tell your sister of the telegram
from Bronson?" I asked.
"No. It would do no good, and she was
In a bad way without that to make her
worse." ,.
"Your sister was killed, I think." The
shorter detective took a small package from
his pocket ind held it In his hand, snap
ping the rubber band which held It.
"Yes, she was killed," 8ulllvan said
soberly. "What I say now can do her no
harm."
He stopped to push back the heavy hair
which dropped over his forehead, and went
on more conneotedly.
"It was late, after midnight and wa
went at once to our berths. I undressed,
and then I lay there for an hour, wondering
how I was to ge the notes. Some , one In
lower nine was restless and wide awake,
but finally became quiet
"The man in ten was sleeping heavily.
I could hear his breathing, and It seemed
to be only a question of getting across and
behind the curtains of his berth without
being seen. After that, it was a mere mat
ter of quiet searching.
"The car became very still. I was about
to try for the other berth, when soma one ,
brushed softly past, and I lay back agaln.
"Flnally, however, when things hsd been
quiet for a time, I got up, and after look
ing along th aisle, I slipped Jiehlnd the
ourtalns of lower ten. you understand,
Mr. Blakeley, that I thought you were In
lower ten, with th notes."
I nodded curtly.
"I'm not trying to defend myself," ho
went on. "I was ready to steal the notes
I had to. But murder!"
He wiped his forehead with his handker
chief. "Well, I slipped across and behind the
curtains. It was very still. Th man In
ten didn't move, although my heart was .'
thumping until I thought h would hear
it.
"I felt around cautiously. It was per
fectly dark, and I came across a bit of
chain, about as long as my finger. It
seemed a queer thing to find there, and It
was sticky, too."
He shuddered, and I could see Alison's
hands clenching and unclenching with the
strain.
"All at once It struck me that the man
was strangely silent, and I think I lost rov .
nerve. Anyhow, I drew the curtains open
a little, and let the light fall on my hands.
They were red, blood-rcd."
(To Be Continued.)
Matches are not .by-products. Any wood
rejected by th match machine goes to the
by-product establishment, and of these by
product of the match business may bn
mentioned some, such a dour and sashes,
that In some Instances form an Industry
as Important as the match Industry Itself.
There ar many method of manufactur
ing matches; ther ar many different ma
chines employed In such manufacture.
Nearly every company ha machinery spe
cially adapted to It own peculiar use, and
employs processes discovered or devised
by its own chemists and mechanics, which
ar kept a trad secrets. On of these
machine has been known to turn out 177. -K!6,4O0
matches In one dsy, boxed and
labeled ready for shipment.
Certain kind of matches ar shaved with
th grain from sawed blocks, other ar
cut both way by saws. In still further
varieties th blocks are boiled to make
them cut easily. By soma machines a
boiled or steamed log Is revolved on Its own
axis, and a shaving, the thickness of a
match, is cut round and round. This shav
ing Is at th sa'm time cut Into lenjths
and split Into match stick. It may be
aid that ther I hardly a limit to the
varieties of method employed. Round
matches ar mad by forcing thaut through
dies. Harper's Weekly.
