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. hn I >ran?-. prosperous* W?>sU-otf> ni:.n of
? ? v. i* visi I ?hI by William 1 ? ir? ,r..l
? . ! churn. Simon |u?M. Aw Ii.- >j? ,ks
tl-tn. a yi.unK K|rl. Amy I'r.. no. :i|.pr.-;i< h
him.
NOW C.O OX WITH TIIR STORY.
W hen Simon Judd returned to
onseiousness it was largely because
f the pain in the ear and when he
tried to move his head he could not
ii so. For a moment or two he was
unable to remember where he was
o how he came there for. close to
his eyes, was what seemed to he an
enormous black pillar. It seemed to
be. as his senses returned, a most
unaccountable thing ? a low black
shoe out of which arose a phenome-j
nally large ankle, and when he put
his hand to his ear he was no longer,
in doubt, a foot was standing on his
Someone was standing with
? ?ne'TIeH*?l*siiiI^t ^'s nose aI,d *he toe
,.f the other?SoN?4uS<2J^and he
tried to push the latter foot away
"Lave be! Sthop it. you!" a
hoarse voice whispered, but the foot
removed itself from his ear and Si
mon Judd sat up. He found him
self encompassed by skirts and he,
barked out from among them and
| got to his feet. He was in a group!
at the door of John Drane's room;
{evidently he had been unconscious
: but a moment or two, for Amy
I Drane was still standing in horror
(?on the threshhold. The maid Josie
w| i 1 1 lay where she had fallen, but
|th.re were now others peering into
the room. Norbert, the colored i
[houseman, was there, and the big
?l that had been pressed against
Ninon Judd's nose was that of the
?k. a woman almost as enormous
Simon Judd himself. Behind the I
ook was a second maid. Zella, with]
hands pressed against herl
feheeks. and Drane's chauffeur was ]
running up the stairs. To him Si-!
>n Judd turned.
lohn Drane's been murdered,"
limon Judd said to the chauffeur.
[1 can't look at him: 1 faint off at
sight of blood. Always did and
(are say I always will. This here
rl's fainted, too. Help me get her
(nlo a bed somewhere and out of
way or she's like to be trompled.
|ere, you!"
He touched Zella on the shoulder.
"You come and get this girl out
her faint," he said. '"Where we
>in' to put her?"
"Here ? this way,*' Zella said,
*sing the hall and opening a
>r. "Miss Amy's room. Let me
pip you George. You and me take
r shoulders and he can take her
?t. Go easy, George, she's got
fart trouble."
They carried Josie to the bed in
liny's room and Simon Judd fol
Dwed the chauffeur into the hall.
"If you know who the family
ctor is you better send for him,"
add said. "You better send for
police, too; this ain't my bali
Jick."
"Yes, I 11 do that," the chauffeur
lid. He, at least, was efficiently
suncsslike. "You better not let
?a touch anything in there, unless
- alive yet."
"I know al! that, young man,"
dd said. "I'll take hold here;
>u get a move on.
["I'll telephone," the chauffeur
Tf?< and he started for the stairs,
gMht *-ook took his arm.
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! "George! Ain't it awful? Ain't it
I just awful?" she cried.
I "Might} bad. Maggie,'* lie said.
I "but don't you get ex< itf*d about;
, it. You keep calm * you don't want
to fetc h on another of those spells
j of yours. ^ ou better go down andj
lake a ? take a drink of water or
something."
es. I ll be doin* just that." she
said. "It's turrible. George: a mur
der right in the house. Who done
it. d* ye think?"
"We can't tell tha? yet," he said.
"Come on, if you want me to help
you down. I got to 'phone the doc
and the police."
Simon Judd turned toward the
murdered man's room. He put his
hand over his eyes to hide the dead'
man from his sight.
"Now, you see here. Miss Amy.")
Tie's&y* "You better go downstairs j
awhile \iRlU l*lc doctor comes; that j
man of yours" is -sending for him ? i
I man with the whisker-. What did
| Julin say hi** name was? Hart? i
The housekeeper turned.
! "Mi. Dart? ^ es. sir. Wh\. I don't
[know where Mr. Dart is. I made
up the blue guest room for him. Mr.
Drane said he was going to stay the
night."
"I left him down there in the par
lor. or whatever you call it, when
I come up to bed/" Simon Judd said,
i They had something t<? talk over,
| seemed like. I guess maybe they
talked late; maybe he ain't up yet.",
j "See. Norbert, if' he's in his 1
room." Mrs. Vincent ordered and
| the negro went. He came back at
once.
"No, mam," he said. "He ain't
in his room; his bed ain't been slep'
in. 1 guess he got so mad ? "
He stopped.
"You guess what?" Simon Judd
demanded.
"1 said mad." said Norbert. "I
UlMtiM
Simon JutM beckoned the Iw > officers into the house.
ami for the police. Then* ain't
nothin' to be done until they come."
"No. nothing to he done." she
said and turned, and then, suddenly,
she broke into sobs and threw her
self against Simon Judd, weeping
tempestuously on his shoulder.
"He was all I had!" she sobbed.
j"He was so good to me; he was so
I kind to me!"
"There, there!" Simon judd com
forted her. "I know just how you
| feel, girl. You cry all you want to,
| it won't do you no mite of harm.
All of you keep out of that room!"
I he ordered, and then !o the weeping
sirl again ! "I don't feel right com
fortable about that hired girl we put
! in your room; the other one said
how she has heart trouble. I don't
jknow but what you might help in
there some, if you feel up to it."
"Josie?" Amy asked. "In my
room? Yes, 1*11 go to her."
She wiped her eyes and hurried
across the hall, and Simon Judd
looked after her.
"There's a real kid," he said to
'himself. "If that's a flapper she
ain't flapped none of the common
sense out of her yet, anyhow!"
He looked at those remaining at
John Drane's door.
"Say, look here!" he said sudden
ly. "Where's that other feller; the
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mean mad. What I mean is I've pot1
this cough on my chest ami I been!
takin' medicine for it. The doc:
give me a medicine for to alleviate
the cough, and he says take a swal
ler whenever the cough comes upon I
ime, and last night I leaves the bottle!
I down there. So when I starts to!
eough 1 go down to get my bottle. I
I Yes sir!"
i "What lime was it?" Simon Judd J
| asked.
"Well, I don' rightly know.
'Maybe, one o'clock, maybe two'
(o'clock. I ain' look at no timepiece,
I jus' starts down. And when I getj
on the steps here I hear Mist' Dranei
and Mist' Dart talkin' together, and
Mist' Dart he surely is mighty mad
I about it. Yes sir! swearin* and cus
isin': yes, sir! Mighy mad! So I don't
? go down. I comes up."
"What were they talking about?"
Simon Judd asked.
"Now, that I don't know," said
Norbert. 4*I am' listen; it ain' none
of my busii\*ss what gentlemans
/talk about. I jus' comes up."
The chauffeur George came up
the stairs.
? "I got Doctor Blessington," he
j told Simon Judd. "He'll be right
out And I got the police station,
they're sending men."
In fact the police officers arrived
almost immediately, the local head
quarters having telephoned to the
sat ion nearby. They came, wo of
them, on popping motorcycles which
they parked alongside the veranda,
and entered the house together.
From the top of the stairs Simon
Judd bade them to come up.
"No one been in the room," one
of the officers asked as he saw the
group at the door.
"No one," Simon Judd told them.
"Not that I know of, anyway." and
lie told of having heard the scream
of the girl Josie and of coming at
once from his room. The officers
entered the room.
"Looks like murder, Joe," one
said. ?
"Sure is murcfer," the other re
plied. "Looks tojme like a case for
Brcnny."
es: lie ought to get on it rijiht|
awa\. too. ^ on better po down and
phone headquarters: I'll stay here.
I his mail'- dead, all right. \n\-i
bod\ sent for a doctor?"
"One's coming."* Simon Judd said.
"We're going to have Brennen on j
this cas e. most likely.** the officer i
said. '"The hand him most of these
murders these days. He's a good
one: he'll clear this up in no time if
there's any clear up to it. He's the
best man we've got on Long Island.
Who's that?"
It was Dr. Blessington entering
the house. He came up the stairs,
a small black case in his hand.
"In here?" he said and entered
John Drane's room. Below, the
second officer was telephoning
headquarters. "Ah, good morning
officer!" he said to the man in John
Jrane's room. "Murder, is it? Too
bad! This sort of thing is getting
altogether too common. You might
ask these folks to go downstairs.
We'll just close this door."
"And all of you hang around
down there, see?" said the officer.
"There'll be questions to be asked."
"Come! We'll go down," said Si
mon Judd and. as Amy Drane came
(com the room where the maid Josie
lay. Vie stood back to make way for
her. "She <*oin* all right?" he ask
ed. "That's good. The cop wants
us to go down ami wait: the doctor's
in there.
They went down. The servants
went into the dining room oft the
hall and waited there, and Simon
Judd and Amy went onto the veran
da. The girl sat twisting her hands,
saying nothing, now and again wip
ing her eyes, and when the loctoi
came dow the stairs did not arise.'
She held her handkerchief over herj
quivering mouth.
Dr. Blessington came out onto|
the veranda and set down his black1
case. His face was drawn into ser-i
ious lines and he was frowning. |
"You are Mr. Drane's niece ? his
grand niece. I believe?" he said.
"And this gentleman?"
"Why. I'm just a feller that knew
John when he was a boy," explained
Simon Judd. "Him and me used to
play together back in Riverbank,
Iowa, long in-fore he ever came Lastl
? sixty years ago. anyway. I'm east
on a sort of business and I telephon
ed old John yesterday, and he says
to come out and see him a day or
to."
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commodity prices ai
freight rates is shown b^
published in the latest
Southern Field, issued by il
opment Service of th> s?-utf
way System. One of thetfel
dealing: with cotton prices
period from 1922 to 1927. ?. rinp_
freight rates were substantial'
tionary, shows tha* price: .av
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world supply of cotton.
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ton carrier in the world o' tj
average of only .272c per
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the price of cotton receive
f inner.
It is shown thai there is .
no other commodity.ithe price o?
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of wheat. During thn peslqdT^j
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were substantially uachans %
the same date in d!tte?vont mark
having the same freight rate, th
were frequently differences in pri
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Southern producers to take advan
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is the eighth such orp inizati(^
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"How long is it since you saw |
last, before yesterday?" Dr.
sington asked.
"Thirtv-five years," said SJ
Judd. 1
"That is a long time: lie is sir
ly changed since then, isn?t he?11
"Well, yes." Simon Judd ad
ted ?'S, John had change^
Just as bony as eve
oi ul a lot older."
"W ? i.i Id you have kno^
you had not known he
1,' mr? Would you have .
ed him, f?.r example, if you
him mi the street by chance?"
Simon JticU rubbed the bad
his head thoughtfully.
"Now. that's ^ hard one. d(j
he said at length.f
and 1 might not
It's been so blamel
John last. Why,
ting at anyway?"
Dr. Blessington turfl
"I wanted to tell vr
M iss Drane," he said.
it will be a shock to|
'man' up there in ihe
tiered 'man' the "nian'j
known as John Drane. is
at all. 'He' is a woman.
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