Rensselaer Journal, Volume 10, Number 47, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 2 May 1901 — Page 5

THE CRIME OF THE CENTURY

BY RODRIGUES OTTOLENGUI,

Author of “An Artist In Crime,” “A Conflict of Evidence,” “A Modern Wizard,” “Final Proof,” Etc. OopyrioM, 1800, by Q. p. Putnam’s Sons. AH rttfht* reserved.

[CONTINUED.) Mr. Mitcn. i entered and found himself in the presence of both women or, uh he would have aald from his first glance, of a woman and a child; He easily recognized Lilian Vale, although she was older than she looked tn her photograph. Yet she seemed more like a child than a woman. He recalled to mind the hearty laugh with which Preacher Jim had greeted his suspicions in regard to this girl, and now that he saw her he was compelled to admit that there was reason for the criminal’s amusement. Nevertheless Mr. Mitchel had once reached a conclusion by logical deduction he was tenacious of his opinion until confronted with most convincing proof that he was in error. The coincidence of this girl’s stage name and the flower embroidered upon the infant’s garment needed explanation. He could not accept It as a mere chance. Compelled to account for his intrusion, he addressed himself to Mrs. Cooper, saying: “Your name is Susan Cooper, I believe?” “Yes, sir.” “I am connected with a firm of lawyers who make a specialty of collecting pension claims.” "Thank you. I don’t need any lawyers. My pension Is paid very regular,” said the old woman, a little suspicious. Mr. Mitchel hastened to reassure her. “Yes, yes, of course, madam. That we know. But that only applies to the regular pension. I came to see you about the amount properly due for the time before your claim was allowed.” “I never heard of any back money due me.” “Exactly so, madam. But, you see, we lawyers look into these things pretty thoroughly. Now, we hunted up a lot of these claims, and we have worked on them till .1 am happy to say that we have had them recognized, and, what is better still, they have been paid.” “Then you mean there’s money comln to me?” asked the old woman eagerly, « “Let me see,” said Mr. Mitchel, pretending to consult a memorandum book. “Yes. Ah, here it is! Mrs. Susan Cooper, $285. The odd figures occur because of the deductions for costs of collection.” “You mean I’m to get over $200?” cried Mrs. Cooper, how greatly excited. “That’s what the gent said, mum,” interjected the girl, speaking for the first time. “Sit down. Don’t hop up soon as you hear of a little money coming to you. You act as though you never saw S2OO in your life.” “True enough," said the old Woman. “It’s many a day since I’ve had that much in a lump. When do I get it?” “Shall we say tomorrow?” suggested Mr. Mitchel. “There will be some papers to sign, and then you can have thajimount due you. Shall I call here, or can you .come to our office?”

“I wouldn’t put you to the trouble of callin again, sir. Just tell me where to go, and I’ll be there on time.” The old lady was quite affable now, and Mr., Mitchel was pleased with his success. He had not only well accounted for his present visit, but he had arranged an opportunity to meet Mrs. Cooper alone under such circumstances as would make it possible for him to catechise her. He therefore handed her the address of his own solicitors and asked her to meet him on the following day at 11 o’clock. Then he turned to the girl. “Pardon me, Miss Cooper, but you bear a great resemblance to a very beautiful little actress who calls herself ‘The Lily of the Valley.’ Have you ever been told so before?” “Have I heard I look like the Lily? Well, I should smile,” said she, laughing, but evidently pleased at the neat compliment. “Why, I’m ‘The Lily of the Valley’ myself. My name ain’t Cooper. This is my foster mother. My name’s Lilian Vale.” “Oh, I beg your pardon!” said Mr. Mitchel. “But, having seen you on the stage, I could not but notice what seemed to’ be such a verv remarkable

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likeness. I hope you will excuse my making such a mistake.” “Oh, you’re all right! I don’t mind being told I’m good looking. Don’t I know it myself? Don’t you suppose I peep at my face in the glass once in awhile? Well. I reckon!” “Undoubtedly you need no one to tell you of your beauty,” said Mr. Mitchel, observing her fondness for flattery. “Well. J ain’t very homely; that’s a fact. But, I say, it’s funny you knew me. I’m made up on the stage. I never met you before, did I ?” Mr. Mitchel thought this an opportunity to play a trick upon her as a test She assuredly was entirely unsuspicious of his real motives. llis words were: “9h, no! But I have seen a photograph of you that my friend Mr. Mora has.”

The experiment was devojd of results, except that it seemed to prove that she did not know the name. This seemed very probable, because, however well one may be able to conceal one’s thoughts and feelings, all human beings when taken by surprise must lack perfect self control. What she said was: “Mr. Mora? Who is he? I never heard of him. If he’s got my-picture, you can bet your life I never gave it to him. He must have bought it, the gilly! B|gt, then, the woods are full of them.” “Did you never hear the name before?” asked Mr. Mitchel, reluctant to admit what seemed certain. ° “Let me see,” said the girl thoughtfully. “Mora! Seems familiar too. Mora! Mora! Where did 1 hear that name? Oh, hully gee! Why, that’s the name of the old fellow that was killed by his son, wasn’t it?” “You are right. Some persons still believe that my friend Matthew Mora killed his father. But I assure you he is innocent.”

“Well, I hope so for your sake. Wouldn’t be nice to have your friend sit in the electric chair, would it? Ugh! Let’/i change the subject. It makes me shiver. I must be going anyway.” “That reminds me that I am overstaying my business,” said Mr. Mitchel. “But if you are walking I would be pleased to accompany you as far as we go together.” “All right. Come along. I’m going across town. Well, by-by, mum. See you again on Monday if I’m alive. Goodby.” She stooped and kissed the old woman, who looked eagerly at Mr. Mitchel and said: “I’ll be at the office in the mornin. It’s sure I’ll gat the money?” • ■ “Absolutely sure, madam. I will see you tomorrow. Good morning.” Mr. Mitchel and Lilian Vale walked along through the crowded thoroughfare, an oddly assorted couple—he a gentleman of eminent social and intellectual worth and she a daughter of the slums, though a beautiful one. Mr. Mitchel glanced down at her from time to time, admiring her face, but busy also with other thoughts. When he had first seen the photo? graph, he had been much surprised at finding that the face seemed somehow quite familiar to him. He had pondered over this until at length he had solved the puzzle. The photograph reminded him of a similar one In the possession of his adopted daughter Rose, the likeness of a young woman who had been a school friend. Afterward he had compared the photographs and was even more astonished, so great was the resemblance. Yet one was an actress in the dives, a slum product, and the other was the cherished idol-of a millionaire and had been nurtured in the lap of luxury. He was acquainted with this wealthy young lady, and now that the other was at his side he was more than ever puzzled, for the originals were as much alike as the portraits. It was no chance trick of the camera. As they walked she gabbled on, expressing childish thoughts in childish language, but full of the slang of the quarter in which she had been reared. Mr. Mitchel found his problem growing in mystery. Several questions confronted him.

Could thia girl be the Mrs. Morton whom young Mora had been so anxious that Mr. Barnes should not meet? Could it be that this child was the mother of the abandoned baby? Her environment was such that this at least was possible. The next logical query, therefore, was, Who was the father?’ Lastly, how account for the resemblance between the heiress, Perdita Marla Van Cortlandt, and the actress Lilian Vale, “The Lily of the Valley?” Absorbed in these thoughts, Mr. Mitchel had not noted through what streets they had walked until he heard the girl say: “This is as far as I go.” Imagine his amazement to find that they were in front of the house in Essex street from which only the day before the supposed wife of young Mora had been hurriedly removed. f “You live here?” asked Mr. Mitchel, endeavoring not to evince unusual interest in the question. “I did once, but I have moved.” “How long is it since you left this house?”

"How did you know—did you know that I am married? ’ she stammered.

Something in his words or manner must have attracted her attention, for, instead of replying, she looked at him earnestly for a moment and then asked: “Why do you wish to know that?” Mr. Mitchel feared that she was growing suspicious of him and thought best to act promptly, giving her no time to guard against surprise. He consequently quickly answered: “Because I wish to know where you are living now, Mrs. Morton.” PTO BE CONTINUED. J

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Getting at the Facts.

“As the court understands It,” said the judge, “the defendant here began the quarrel because the plaintiff hurled an epithet at him. Was that the way of it?” “No, yer anner,” the witness explained; “they’re both liars. Oi seen it all meself. Nobody thrun an epithet. Moike—that’s him over there—called Jawn something and Jawn—that’s him over here —heaved a brick. Nobody hurled nothin’ else.”

Wasting No Opportunities.

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A Radical Suggestion.

“I tell you what le’s do,” said Cracker Jim to some of his fellow soldiers in the Philippines. “Le’s stop the war.” “How’ll we do It?” “Le’s get the consent of the general to go after Aguinaldo as the all round tough citizen that he is. Es we can quit callin ourse’fs an army an organize ourse’fs as a posse, I’ll guarantee that we’ll have Aguinaldo lynched all good and proper inside of 36 hours.” — Washington Star.

Wolf at the Door.

They were barn storming in Arizona. “Alas, we must starve!” walled the penniless heroine. “The wolf is already at the door.” Instantly the sympathetic audience drew six shooters. “Let him In, lady,” said the spokesman; “thar’s a bounty ov sl2 on wolf scalps In this state, an we’ll git It fur you.”—Philadelphia Record.

She Knew.

Hiram (describing his trip to London) —I went inter the stores an got in one of them things tbit take you right up tew the roof in a jiffy—what d’yer call ’em, Marthy? Martha—Them’s shop lifters —Nuggets.

A Married Man’s Observation.

Thompson—That couple) who moved In across the street from us hasn’t been married very long. Johnson—How do you know? Thompson—She goes to the gate with him every morning when he starts to work and comes out and watches for his return in the evening.—Ohio State Journal.

Disparagement.

“There is a great deal more In Herbert’s mind than he chooses to say,” remarked Ethelinda. “There’d have to be,” said her father savagely. “Otherwise they’d have had him in an asylum long ago.”— Washington Star.

Same Effect.

Summer Girl (at popular bathing resort)—This must be salt water. I can almost float in it. Experienced Aunt—No, dear, it is not salt water. But you are so very fresh, you know.—New York World.

Sufficient Substitute.

She—l do wish you would get me a canary. He—ls you will leave your sewing machine unoiled for a week or two, it will do just as well.—lndianapolis Journal.

Sulphureus.

Johnny—Say, pa, what is hot scotch? His Father—l guess it must be the kind of Scotch the golf players talk.— New York Journal.

THE FATE OF THE MELON.

Why a Hungry Family Waited For It In Vain. He was a family man, though evidently not of long standing, for he had not yet acquired the faculty of doing the marketing without looking sheepish. He was buying provisions at a large and central grocery the other day, when for some reason or other he added to the heap of parcels before him a fine big watermelon. “Going to carry them, did you say?” remonstrated a clerk. “Melons are mighty slippery. Better let me send it.” But the family man shook his head contemptuously. “I’ve stuck to them when I was going at a dead run and climbing over fences when I was younger, and I guess I’ll be able to stick to one now,” he remarked loftily. “How much did you say? All right.” And he strode away with his possessions In his arms. He might have got on very well if he had not tried to look dignified. .But it is hard for a man to look dignified with a big watermelon under his arms. At any rate he found it out, for as he strode on to his car he felt an awful slipping. There was no time to clutch. Catch that car he must, and, pressing down on the slippery encumbrance as hard as he could, but never deigning to look at it, on he went and was all but safe, when right at the car steps there was a sudden slide, a crash, a juicy splutter, and there lay upon the pavement the wreck of his melon. He was dimly aware of a row of grinning faces and a rush of newsboys to the scene, but still stood, staring tragically down at the heap of scarlet, while the car went on. Then, nearly upset by the scrambling urchins, he turned and strode away as dignified as ever, but It’s safe to predict that one family at least went without melon that night.—Cleveland Plain Dealer.

Economy.

“Well, how do you like living in the suburbs?” “Fine. It’s going to be a good thing for me financially. Our girl has decided to leave and the lady who lives next door says we’ll never be able to get another to go out there to work. I shall have $5 a week more to spend for cigars and things now.”—New York Journal.

Not Painters’ Colic.

Mrs. Jones—Your son Thomas sick! I’m sorry to hear that. . Mrs. Greene —Yes; the pooy fellow was out painting the town, as I have since been informed by young Slater, who lives next door, and I’m afraid the smell of the paint was too much for him. His stomach is not very strong.—Boston Transcript.

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Dreadful Situation.

Party In Waders (on the shallower side, with nice trout on)—Now, then, you Idiot, bring me the net, can’t you, or he’ll be off in a second!”—Punch.

The Inevitable.

The kicker kicks wi.en he is warm. He kicks when he is cold, He kicks when skies are dark with storm And when a drought takes hold. . And if kind nature changed her laws To suit him through and through You’d doubtless hear him kick because His topics were so few. —Washington Star.

Those Hints.

Mr. Lingerer (as the clock strikes 11) —Our cycle company has at last achieved, in our new inventions, the assurance of business success; there Is no such tire as ours in the world. Miss Vlcktim—Oh, I don’t know! There are others.—Richmond Dispatch.

A Gentle Impression.

“Do you understand the use of a flag of truce,” inquired the man who was studying the Filipinos. “Certainly,” was the answer. “It’s very valuable in getting the enemy to come near enough to be shot at.”— Washington Star.

The Reason.

She—Mrs. Waggle says she often wakes up and finds her husband talking in his sleep. He—Poor man, that’s likely the only chance he gets.—Cleveland Leader.

No Wonder.

“What gushing letters Hortense always writes!” “Yes; they say she uses a fountain pen.”—Detroit Free Press.

Grounds For Suspicion.

“Look at Aunt Josephine—laughing while she’s playing solitaire.” “Ah, I bet she’s cheating.”—Chicago Record,

Two of a Kind.

Dobber—l am an artist, sir. Bunko Bin—Shake! I sell gold bricks too.—New York Journal.

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PHYSICIANS AND BURGEONS. DR E. C. ENGLISH, Physician - and - Surgeon, Office over P. O. J Office 177. Kensaelaer Ind Pbonej Beeidence IM. OF - Bo th night and day calls will be given prompt attention. Dr. S. C. Johnson Physician and Surgeon, Office and Residence over Porter * Yeoman's. Phom M 6 RENSSELAER, - - INDIANA. I. B. & I. M. WASHBURN, Phyiiciana & Burgeons, Dr. I B Washburn will give special attention to Diseases of the Eye. Ear, Nose, Throat and Chronic Diseases. He si So tests eyes for glasses. Office up-stalrs, over Ellis A Murray's store. Telephone No. 4S.

DENTIST. Ask Your Neighbor about the den- 6AI tai work she Tzi\ had done ' Dr. Horton’s Dental Parlors Ask her what she thinks of the SET OF TEETH he made for her. She will tell you they were the best that can be prv uced by any dentist. Then turn and ask your other neighbor about the $5.00 60LD CROWN be made for her. and the reply will be the same. You can't turn 'round without meeting some one who is his patient. Any of them will tell you how much they like his modern, up-to-date method*. J. W. HORTON, Opposite Court House.

H. L. Brown, D. D. S. Gold, FtUinae,CtMtm BrMgc IFerA. Teeth IF 11hout Plate! a Spec, ia/ty. Gas or vltlliied air administered for the painless extraction of teeth. Give me a trial. Officeover Meyer's Drue Store.

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