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| 'Garland Williams spent Sunday
at Cecil, La., visiting his girl.
Prof. J. W. Thorne of Sadie, La.,
was a business visitor in Huttg last
Saturday.
R. B. Reagan moved to Spears
ville, La., this week where he will
farm this year.
Mrs. R. W. Cargill is home from
an extended visit with her mother
at Wilmer, Texas.
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Mrs. W. W. Gathright and chi!- j
dren spent this week visiting wi.h
friends and relatives at Strong.
Miss Mabel Lucas returned to
Arkadelphia Sunday morning to
reenter Henderson-Brown college.
C. S. Watkins and wife left
Tuesday for Tyler. Texas, where
they will make their future home.
F. W. Scott and wife, T. B
Weaver and wife were Farmerville.
La.,visitors several days this week
W. H. Wheler and wife arrived
home Sunday from a trip to Little
Rock where Mrs. Wheler consult
ed an eye specialist.
Although we noted several births
ir, our last issue we overlooked the
arrival of a daughter at the home
of Mr. and Mrs. Tom Russell on
Wednesday. January 22.
C. H. Murphy, cashier of the
Citizens National bank, and J S.
Alphin of El Dorado were here
Tuesday night attending the meet
ing of the stockholders of the First
National bank.
The tax collector will be in Hut
tig Friday. January 31. and Satur
day. February 1. at the ,c;ty hall.
Don't fail to cal! on him and pay
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your 1912 taxes and save neglect
ing it until you have a penalty to
pay. _
Presiding Elder W. P. Whaley
of Camden district of the Metho
dist church, held his first quarterly
conference here last Sunday after
noon and preached at Union church
Sunday night. He left Monday
morning for El Dorado.
The bill introduced by Repre
sentative W. J. Pinson to validate
the $ 1 OOO worth of warrants is
sued by Union county to help pay
for the Confederate memorial
fountain at El Dorado passed the
house by a vote of 78 to 0.
Taken Up—1 have taken up a
large red sow, marked under crop
in each ear. which take nearly all
the end of ears. Owner can have
same by paying for this ad and pay
ing for chickens killed by hog.
adv-4t Mrs. R. L. Townsenp.
J. C. Britt, a sawyer who former
ly worked here, is now located on
his farm near Smackover and has
just completed a fine six room
house. He says he has everything
ready to commence farming and
things look like "Home, Sweet
Home. _
Chas. Laborde of Alexandria.
La., is now stenographer in the
general office of the Union Saw
Mill Co., succeeding F. W. Mulkey,
who has taken charge of the in
voicing desk which was vacated by
Louis Cartall when he became
cashier.
No Calomel Necessary.
The injurious effect and unpleas
antness of taking calomel is done
away with by Simmon s Liver
Purifier, the mildest known 1 ver
medicine, yet the mcsi thorough in
action. Put up in yellow tin boxes
Price 25c Tried once, always
used. _ a^v
“Bailiff, get a mirror and make
this man take a good look at him
self." was the penalty fixed by
Judge Hopkins of Chicago when a
man charged with intoxication was
brought before him. “Hang that
mirror up and let it stay," ordered
Judge Hopkins. “1 w-mt every
man like this to be compelled to
look at himself when he is brought
to the bar of this court. If these
men could see themselves as they
are, it would cure half of them."
Gosernor Uobinson tlected U. S. Senator.
Gov. Joe T. Robinson was elect
ed United States Senator to suc
ceed the late Senator Jeff Davis
on the joint ballot taken at nccr,
Wednesday by the general assemb
ly. Gov. Robinson's successor as
governor will probably not be chos
en until early in the sumner.
Not being satisfied with the
lemon handed them by the Harper
Springs school baseball team or
Saturday. 18th, the Huttig boys
tackled them again and received
a package of 18 to 12 in favor of
the Springers last Saturday.
Shame on you, Huttig.
You will find on sale at the
Union Saw Mil company store,
the Union hotel and Bell's cream
parlor four different local post care
views in colors. If these sell well
the publisher expects to add sev
eral other views to the list. Thsy
will be sold at two for five cent''.
Itching Piles.
I want you to know how much
good your Hunt's Cure has done
me. 1 had suffered with Itching
P.les fifteen years, and when 1 wa1
traveling through Texas a man told
me of your Hunt's Cure. 1 got a
50c box and it cured me.
John Bradlev.
adv Caney, Kans.
George Trevathan of Batesvrle.
former secretary of the Arkansas
Senate, has filed suit against Dr
R. E. Rowland of El Dorado, <■ s'<
ing for $25,000 damages in the
Pulaski County Circuit Court. Mr.
Trevathan alleges that Dr. Row
land asserted that Mr. Trevathan
had stolen a bill creating a State
Board of Health, which passed
both houses of the Arkansas legis
lature in 1 91 1, but which was los1
before it was presented to Gover
nor Donaghey for signature.
In response to a letter from D.
V. Snow, president of the Camden
Board of Trade, Congressman W.
S. Goodwin said that he would do
all that he could to secure river
gauges and observation stations on
the Ouachita river at Arkadelphia
and at the mouth of the Little Mis*
souri river, The purpose of the
stations is to warn people living
further down the Ouachita of rapid
rises. The recent rise caught a
great number of live stock, in spit*3
of the predicted rise, because it
came up so rapidly that the cattle
could not be moved.
Sprained Back.
Sprained back and sore muscl -.s
throw off their soreness when
Hunt's Lightnig Oil is applied. For
releiving pain of any kind there is
nothing better, and those people
who have tried it for Neuralgia
and Rheumatism are loud in it
praise. For wire cuts Hunt's
Lightning Oil is especially fine as it
takes away the inflamation and
causes rapid healing. 25c and 50c
bottles. adv
“GET ACQUAINTED OFFER."
Send your name with postoffice
and we will send you post-paid, 25
Everbearing Strawberry Plants
Free. 12 Hardy Monthly Roses
50c. Everbearing Strawberries
bear delicious, ripe fiuit from May
to freezing weather. Banner
Nursery Co.. St. Louis, Mo. adv
Deafness Cannot Be Cured
by local applications, as they cannot
reach the diseased portion of the ear.
There is only one way to cun' deafness,
and that Is by constitutional r medics.
Deafness is caused by an inflamed condi
tion of the mucous lining of the Eusta
chian Tube. When this tube is inflamed
you have a ru.nblinfr sound or imperfect
he'rins, and when it is entirc’y closed.
Deafness is the result, nnd unless tire in
flammation can be ta’ > i out nnd this
tube restored to its n rm 1 condition,
bearin'* will bo destroy. 1 forever: nine
casrs o t of t< n nro causal 1 v Patarrn,
w! ich Is nothing hut an inflamed condl
tt n < f the mucous surfaces.
V7n r 11 rivoOnnltendrel lollars f»r any rose ef
jv. .f,r a manse l bycntarrbltt atcannot h" cured t y
Hall's Catarrh t nro. Bond far circulars, fr-o.
F. J. OT1BNET, a CO. Toledo. Ohio.
Sold by Dnwrists,
Take Hall's FsnulT Fills for coustloatlon.
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CHAPTER T—George Anderson anr1
vlf* «ep a remarkable man come out o'
he Clermont hotel, look arouml furtively
vash his hands In the snow and pass on
Ymmotion attracts them to the Clermont
.vhere it is found that the beautiful Miss
-dith ChaHonor has fallen dead on the
nezzanine floor
CHAPTER II—Anderson describes the
an lie saw wash his hands in the snow,
’h" hotel manager declares 1dm to be
•>rllin Rrot herson.
CHAPTER TTT T’hysicians And that
M ss Chullorier >ah? stabbed and not shot
vhieh seems to clear Brotberson of sus
picion
CHAPTER IV—Gryce. an aged deteo
*lve, and Swe water, bis assistant. tavp
ip the case They believe Miss Challon*
dabbed, |f.
* T-TT TTT *y —A paper cutter fou
lpar the scene of tragedy is believed
» ■ the weapon used
CHAPTER VI Mr. Challoner tells of
hatch of letters found in his daughter
sk. signed with initials strung* to hit
\ll ar»* love letters except one whh
shows that the writer was displeased
CHAPTER VII This letter was signe
hv Orlando Rrotherson. Th« others bo:
H dials which lead to the conclusion ths
Brotberson wrote all of them.
CHAPTER VI11—Anderson goes wR
Sweetwater to Identify Rrotherson. w
■s to address a meeting of anarchist
To- place is raided bv the police an
r *tiierson escapes without being ident
1*‘d.
('HARTER IX Rrotherson is found 11'
ing in a tenement under the name <
Dunn. .He. is an inventor.
CHAPTER X Rrotherson tells the cor
oner of his acquaintance with Miss Cha1
loner and how she repulsed him wit
** orti when he offered her his love.
CHAPTER \ T— Sweet water recalls tl*
mystery of the murder of a washerworr
n in which some details were similar t
'he Challoner affair Rrotherson was
'pliant of the building adjoining the or.
n which the woman died.
THe air seemed to have lost its \
*ality and the sun its sparkle when 1
was gone.
‘‘Now, what do you think, Gryce?'
The old man rose and came out o
iis corner.
“This: That I’m up against the hard
•st proposition of my lifetime. Noth
ng in the man’s appearance or man
uer evinces guilt, yet I believe him
guilty. i must. Not to, is to strain
probability to the point of breakage.
But how to reach him is a problem
and one of no ordinary nature, if he
is not innocent, as the day, he's as
hard as unrjuarried marble. lie might
be confronted with reminders of his
crime at every turn without weaken
ing or showing by loss of appetite or
interrupted sleep any effect upon Ills
nerves. That's my opinion of the gen
tleman. He is either that, or a man
of uncommon force and self-restraint."
“I’m inclined to believe him the lat
ter."
"And so give the whole matter the
go-by?”
“What do you want? You say the
mine is unworkable.”
"Yes, in a day, or in a week, pos
sibly in a month. But persistence and
a protean adaptability to meet his
moods might accomplish something.
I don’t say will, I only say might. If
Sweetwater had the job, with unlim
ited time in which to carry out any
plan he may have, or even for a
change of plans to suit a changed idea,
r
"Gryce, You Shall Have Your Way.”
success might 1m his, and both time,
effort and outlay justified.”
“The outlay? I am thinking of the
outlay.”
"Mr. Challoner will see to that. I
have his word that no reasonable
amount will daunt him.”
“But this Brotherson is suspicious.
He has an inventor’s secret to hide, if
none other. We can’t saddle him with
a guy of Sweetwater’s appearance and
abnormal loquaciousness.”
“Not readily, I own. But time will
bring counsel. Are you willing to help
the boy, to help me and possibly your
self by this venture in the dark? The
department shan’t lose money by it;
that’s all I can promise."
“But it’s a big one. flryce, you shall
have your way. You’ll be the only
loser if you fail; and you will fail;
take my word for it.”
“1 wish I could speak as confidently
to the contrary, but I can’t. I can give
you my hand though, Inspector, and
Sweetwater's thanks I can meet the
boy now. An hour ago I didn't know
how I was to do it.”
CHAPTER XV.
That's the Question.
“How many time s has he seen I
you?”
“Twice.”
"That’s unfortunate.”
"Damned unfortunate; but one must!
expect some sort of a handicap in a
game like this. Before I'm done with i
him, he'll look me full in the fare
and wonder if he’s ever seen me be- '
fore. I wasn’t always a detective. I
was a carpenter once, as you know, |
■nd I'll take to the tools again. As
ion as I’m handy with them 1 11 hunt
p lodgings in Hicks street. He may
uspect me at first, but he won’t long;
'll be such a confounded good work-1
nan. I only wish 1 hadn’t such pro-1
ounced features. I want to deceive
im to his face. He’s clever, this
ante Brotherson, and there’s glory to
e got in making a fool of him. Do
ou think it could be done with a
eard? I’ve never worn a beard,
.’hile I'm settling back into my old
~ade, I can let the hair grow.”
"Sweetwater! We'd better give the
ask to another man—to some one
’.rotherson has never seen and won’t
e suspicious of?”
“He'll be suspicious of everybody
vho tries to make friends with him
ow; only a little more so with me;
hat’s all. But I've got to meet that,
ind I'll do it by br ing, temporarily, of
:ourse, exactly the man 1 seem. My
health will not be good for the next
ew weeks, I'm sure of that. But I'll
he a model workman, neat and con
scientious with just a suspicion of
lash where dash is needed. He knows
the real thing when he sees it, and
there’s not a fellow living more alive i
o shams. I won’t be a sham. I’ll be
it. You'll see."
“But the doubt. Can you do all this
in doubt of the issue?"
“No; I must have confidence in the
end, and I must believe in his guilt.
Nothing else will carry me through. I
must believe in his guilt.”
“Yes, that’s essential.”
“And I do. I never was surer of
anything than I am of that. But I'll
have the deuce of a time to gpt. evi
dence enough for a grand jury. That's
plainly to be seen, and that's why I’m
so dead set on the business. It’s such
in even toss-up.”
“I don’t call it even. He’s got the
start of you every way. You can't go
10 his tenement; the janitor there
would recognize you even if he didn't.”
“Now I will give you a piece of good i
news. They’re to have a new jani- j
tor next week. 1 learr.eu that yester
day. The present one is too easy.
He’ll be out long before I’m ready to
?how myself H *p: end *'i will the |
woman who took care of the poor
washerwoman’s little child. I’d not
have risked her curiosity. Buck isn't
all against us. How does Mr. Challon
er feel about it?”
“Not very confident; but willing to
give you any amount of rope. Sweet
water, he let me have a batch of let
ters written by his daughter which he
found in a secret drawer. They are
not to be read, or even opened, unless
a great necessity arises. They were
written for Brotherson's eye—or so
the father says—but she never sent
them; too exuberant perhaps. If you
ever want them—I cannot give them
to you tonight, and wouldn’t if I could
—don’t go to Mr. Challoner—you
must never be seen at his hotel—and
don't come to me, but to the little
house inOVest Twenty-ninth street,
where they will be kept for you, tied
up in a package with your name on it.
By the way, what name are you going
to work under?”
“My mother’s—Zugg."
“Good! I’ll remember. You can al
ways write or even telephone to Twen
ty-ninth street. I'm in constant com
munication with them there, and It's
quite sftfe.”
“Thanks. You’re sure the superin
tendent is with me?”
“Yes, but not the inspector. He
^>es nothing but the victim of a
strange coincidence in Orlando Hroth
erson.”
“Again the scales hang even. But
they won’t remain so. One side is
bound to rise. Which? That’s the
question, Mr. Grvce.”
CHAPTER XVI
Opposed.
Thorp was a now tenant In tha
Hicks street tenement. He arrived
late one afternoon and was shown
two rooms, one in the rear building
and another in the front one. Moth
were on the fourth floor. H‘ de
murred at the former, thought it
gloomy but finally consented to try it.
The other, he said, was too expensive.
The janitor—new to the business—
was not. much taken wi'h him and
showed it. which seemed te offend the
newcomer, who was evidently an ir
ritable fellow owing to ill health.
However, they came to terms as I
have said, and the man went away,
promising to send in his belongings
the next day. He smiled as he said
this and the janitor who had rarely
Men such a change lake place in a
human fare, looked uncomfortable
for a moment and seemed disposed to
make some remark about the room
they were leaving. But thinking bet
ter of it. loek"d tlie door and led the
way downstairs. As the prospective
tenant followed he may have noticed,
probably did. that.-the door they had
just left was a new one—the only new
thing to be seen in the whole shabby
place.
The next night that door was locked
on the inside. The young man had
taken possession. As he put away
the remnants of a meal he had cooked
for himself, he east a look at his sur
roundings, and imperceptibly sighed.
Then he brightened again, and sitting
down on his solitary chair, he turned
his eves on the window which, uncur
tained and without shade, stared open
mouthed, as If were, at the opposite
wall rising high across the court.
In that wall, one window only
seemed to interest him and that was
on a level with his own. The shade
of this window was up, but there was
no light back of It and so nothing of
the interior could be seen. But his
eye remained fixed upon it, while his
hand, stretched out towards the lamp
burning near him, held Itself In readi
ness to lower the light at a minute’s
notice.
Ttid he see only the opposite wall
and that, unillumined window? Was
there no memory of the time when,
in a previous contemplation of those
dismal panes, he beheld stretching be
tween them and himself, a long, low
bench with a plain wooden tub upon
it, from which a dripping cloth beat
out upon the hoards beneath a dismal
note, monotonous as the ticking of a
clock ?
One might judge that such memo
ries were indeed his, from the rapid
glance he cast behind him at the
place wh«re the bed had stood in
those days. It was placed differently
now.
But if he sow, and if he heard these
suggestions from the past, he was not
lesB alive to the exactions of the pres
ent, for, as his glance flew back across
the court, his finger suddenly moved
and the flame it controlled sputtered
and went out. At the same instant,
the window opposite sprang into view
as the lamp was lit within, and for
several minutes the whole interior re
mained visible—the books, the work
table, the cluttered furniture, and.
most interesting of all, its owner and
occupant, it was upon the latter that
the newcomer fixed his attention, and
with an absorption equal to that he
saw expressed in the countenance op
posite.
But his was the absorption of
watchfulness; that of the other of in
trospection. Mr. Brotherson—(we
will no longer call him Dunn even
here where he is known by no other
name)—had entered the room clad in
his heavy overcoat and, not having
taken it off before lighting his lamp,
still stood with It on, gazing eagerly
down at the model occupying the
place of honor on the large center
table. He was not touching it—not.
at this moment—but that his thoughts
were with it, that his whole mind was
concentrated on it, was evident to the
watcher across the court; and. as this
watcher took in this fact and noticed
the loving care with which the enthu
siastic inventor finally put out his fin
ger to rearrange a thread or twirl a
wheel, his disappointment found utter
ance in a sigh which echoed sadly
through the dull and cheerless room.
Had he expected this stern nnd self
contained man to shou an open in
difference to work and the hopes of
a lifetime? If so, this was the first
of the many surprises awaiting him.
He was gifted, however, with the
patience of an automaton and contin
ued to watch his fellow tenant as long
as the latter's shade remained up.
When it fell, he rose and took a few
steps up and down, but not with the
celerity and precision which usually
| accompanied his movements. Doubt
! dlstuYbed his mind and impeded his
activity. He had caught a fair glimpse
of Brotherson’s face as he approached
.he window, and though it continued
to show abstraction, it equally dis
played serenity and a complete sat
isfaction with the present If not with
the future. Had he mistaken his man
after all? Was his Instinct, for the
' first time In his active career, wholly
at fault?
He had succeeded in getting a
glimpse of his quarry in the privacy
of his own room, ai home with his
thouglHs and unconscious of any es
pionage. and how had he found him?
; Cheerful, nd natural In all his move
ments.
Hut tie evening was young. kpixo
spect co..ies with later and more lone
ly hours. There will be opportunities
yet for studying this impassive coun
tenance under much more telling and
productive circumstances than these.
Tie would await these opportunities
; with cheerful anticipation. Mean
while, he would keep up the routine
| w’atch he had planned for this night.
: Something might yet occur. At all
; events he would have exhausted the
I situation from this standpoint.
And so it eame to pass that Rt nn
hour when nil the other hard-working
; people in the building were asleep,
or at least striving to pleep, these two
men still sat at their work, one in the
'ght, the other in the darkness, fac
1 g each other, consciously to the one.
• iconsciously to the other, across the
■ >llow well of the now silent court.
’even o'clock! Twelve! No change
i i Protheraon’s part or in Brother
i nil's room: but a decided one in the
place where Sweetwater sat. Ohiects
i which had been totally indistinguish
able even to his penetrating eye
could now he seen in ever brighten
ing outline. The moon had reached
the open space above the court, and
he was getting the full benefit of it.
| But it was a benefit he would have
been glad to dispense with. Darkness
vas like a shield to him. Tie did not.
feel quite sure that he wanted this
shield removed. With no curtain to
the window and no shade, and all this
brilliance pouring into the room, he
feared the disclosure of his presence
there, or, if not that, some effect on
his own mind of those memories he
was more anxious to see mirrored in
another’s discomfiture than in his
own.
Was it to escape any lack of con
centration which these same memo
ries might being, that he rose .and
stepped to the window? Or was It
tinder one of those involuntary im
pulses whirh move us in spite of our
selves to do the very thing our judg
ment disapproves?
No sooner had he approached the
sill than Mr. Brotherson's shade flew
way up and he, too, looked out. Their
g'ances met, and for an instant the
hardy detective experienced that in
voluntary stagnation of the blood
which follows an Inner shock. He
felt that he had been recognized. The
moonlight lay full upon his face, and
the other had seen and known him.
Rise, why the constrained attitude
and sudden rigidity observable In this
confronting figure, with its partially
lifted hand? A man like Brotherson
makes no pause in any action however
trivial, without a reason. Either he
had been transfixed by this glimpse of
his enemy on watch, or—daring
thought! had seen prough of sepul
chral suggestion in the wan face
looking forth from this fatal window
to shake him from his composure and
let loose the grinning devil of remorse
from its Iron prison-house? if so, the
movement was a memorable one, and
the hazard quitp worth while. He had
gained—no! he had gained nothing.
He had been the fool of his own
wishes. No one, let alone Brother
son, could have mistaken his face for
that of a woman. He had forgotten
his newly-grown beard. Some other
cause must be found for the other'#
attitude. It savored of shock, if not
fear. If it were fear, then had ho
roused an emotion which might re
bound upon himself in sharp reprisal.
Death had been known to strike
people standing where he stood; mys
terious death of a species quite unrec
ognizable. AVhat warranty had he
that it would not strike him, and now?
None.
Yet It was Brolherson who moved
first. With a shrug of the shoulder
plainly visible to the man opposite,
he turned away from the window and
without lowering the shade, began
gathering up his papers for the night,
and later banking up his stove with
ashes.
Sweetwater, with a breath of decid
ed relief, steoped back and threw him
self on the bed. It had really been a
trial for him to stand there under the
other's eve, though his mind refus<d
tf> formulate his fear, or to give him
any satisfaction when he asked him
self what there was in the situation
suggestive of death to the woman or
harm to himself.
Vor did morning light bring coun
sel. as is usual in similar cases. He
'elt the mystery more in the hubbub
and restless turmoil of the day than
in the night's silence and inactivity.
He was glad when the stroke of six
gave him an excuse to leave the room.
I At half past six he found the jani
tor. fie was, to all appearance, in a
stafr- cl gr?ot excitement and ha
spoke very fast.
“1 won't stay another night in that
room." he loudly declared, breaking
I in where the family were eating
| breakfast by lamplight. "1 don t
S want to make any trouble and l
; don't want to give my reasons: but
that room don't suit me I'd rather
| take the dark one you talked about
| yesterday. There's the money. Have
my things moved today, will ve?"
"Hut your moving out after one
night's stay will give that room a had
j name," stammered the janitor, rising
awkwardly. "There'll he talk and I
! won't be able to let that room all win
1 ter."
"Nonsense! Every man hasn't the
j nerves I have. You'll let it in a week.
Hut let or no let. I'm going front Into
' the little dark room. I'll get the boss
to let me off at half past four. So
that's settled."
He waited for no reply and got
none: but when he appeared prompt
ly at a quarter to five, he found his
j few belongings moved into a middle
room on the fourth floor of the front
building. which. oddly perhaps,
chanced to be next door to the one he
had held under watch the night be
fore.
The first page of his adventure in
• he Hicks street tenement had been
turned, and he was ready to start
upon another.
chapter XVII.
In Which a Book Plays a Leading Part.
When Mr. Brotherson came In that,
night, he noticed that the door of the
room adjoining his own stood open.
He did not hesitate. Making immedi
ately for it. he took a glance inside,
. then spoke up with a ringing intona
t ion:
“Halloo! coming tc live in this
hole?’1
The occupant—a young man. evi
dently a workman and somewhat sick
ly if one could judge from his com
plexion- -turned around from some
tinkering he was engaged in and met
the intruder fairly, face to face.
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you Die owner of the buildings? If
so—”
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door. Haven't I seen you before,
young man?'’
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