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Abi?, the captain went on:
"Stand over there where I can look
at you!"
The two men now faced each other,
the email table alone separating
there. The powerful electrolier over?
head catt its light full on How?
ard's haggard face and on the cap?
tain's scowling features. Suddenly
Maloney turned off every electric
light except the lights in the elect
roller, the glare of which was inten?
sified by the surrounding darkness.
The rest of the room was in shadow.
One saw only these two figures
standing vividly out In the strong
light?the whlte-fsced prisoner and
his stalwart Inquisitor. In the dark
background stood Policeman Delaney.
Clooe at hand waa Maloney taking
notes
?You did It. snd you know you did
It!" thundered the captain, fixing his
?yes on his trembling victim.
"1 did not do it," replied Howard
slowly and firmly, returning the police* 1
man 'a stare
"You're lying!" shouted the captain.
Tm not lying." replied Howard
calmly j
The captain glared at him for a ?
moment snd then suddenly tried new
tactics
"Why did you come here?' he de
saanded.
"I came to borrow money."
"Did you get itr
"No? he said he couldn't give It to
'Then you killed him "
"1 did not kill him," replied Howard
positively.
Thus the searching examination
went on. mercilessly, tirelessly. The
sane questions, the same sntwers, the
same accusations, the same denials,
near after hour The captMn was
tired, but being a giant In physique,
ha could stand it Ha knew that his
victim could aot. It waa only a ques?
tion of tires when the latter's resist?
ance would be weakened. Then he
would stop lying and tell the truth.
That's all he wanted?the truth.
"Yo# shot him!- ?
"1 did not."
"You're lying!"
"I'm not lying?It's the truth."
8o it went on. hour after hour, re
sontlassly, pitilessly, wt lle the patient
Malone?. in the obscure background,
nook notes
CHAPTER X.
The clock ticked on, and still the
merciless browbeating went on. They
nod been at It now five long, weary
boors. Through the blinds the gray
daylight outside waa creeping tta way
as. All the policemen were exhaust?
ed. The prisoner waa on the verge of
ootlapse. Maloney snd Patrolman
Delaney were dozing on chairs, but
Capt. Clinton, a marvel of iron will
ami physical strength, never relaxed
far a moment. Not allowing himself
to weaken or show signa of fatigue,
he kept pounding the unhappy youth
with searching questions.
By this time Howard's condition wa*
satiable to witness. His face wan
white as desth. His trembling Hps
could hardly articulate. It was with
the greatest difficulty that he kept on
his feet. Every moment he seemed
about to fall. At times h ? clutched the
table nervously, for fear he would
atumble. Several times, through sheer
exhaustion, he sat down. The act wag
al-nost Involuntary. Nature was giv-,i
In? way.
"I can't stand any more," he mur- (
mured. "What's the goo I of all these
Ojoeatlons? I tell you I didn't do It."
He sank helplessly on to a chair. His
eyes rolled In hi* head. He looked as j
If he would faint. I
"Stand up'" thundered the captain
angrily.
??Why O d You Come Htre?"
Howard obeyed mechanically, al>
though be reeled in the effort To
?toady adanself, h-- naught hold of the
table in ? agtk ? rast ebl I
He was kwl ret to resist
The tsjgd i saw 1 weakening,
and he ami I a HI la] act los i le'd
soon get I confe*vu>n o it of bin B l
denly gemdjfidj forward, M th.n hi*
fierce, de?, rn in I ir'an-d i:. 'it
Into How. half < d eyes, ho
ahouted
"You did It and you know you did!"
"No?I?" replied Howard weakly,
"These rOpOnttd dentals are n '?.
leas?" should the eaptuhl "There*!
already SSJOOgh SVMfBCS to aosjd you
to the sjsair!
Howsrd snook hi - bond helplessly,
Weakly h? i
'This con*r at our. Honing I* ma
king ;ne ?11/ Hood Hod* Wh r a
the use of t\\;> Hoot] me and QUO*
Honing moY i know nothing about
it"
"Wh; did you come h'-re*?" || in>
der*v1 Ith I i| lall
"I've told poo over and over h" i!n.
We're old friends I fSJBl to be ra v
money He owed ?'?<? >4 f?-w h o> i i -l
Send us your Job work.
dollars when WS a rro at college to?
gether, and I tri- i1 to P"t it. |*rt to'd
>ou so many ti:. You won't 1 e
Hove me. My I Ptlu Ii tlrtd. I'm tl" ???
oughly txhaustad. Platte let mi
My poor wile won't know wh it's j
matter."
"Never mird about your v | >,n
growled the c 4ota4u. "We've lent r
her. How n b <id yon try to I r* .
row?"
Howard was si ?r.t a moment, a? If I
racking his brail, trying to renn i i?
ber.
"A thousand?two thousand. I for*
get. I think one thousand."
"Did he say he'd lend you the mor.- j
ey?" demanded the Inquisitor.
"No," replied the prisoner, with herb
tatlon. He couldn't?he?poor chap?
he?"
"Ah!" snapped the captain. "He re- j
fused?that led to words. There ill
a quarrel, and?" Suddenly leaniVs
forward until his face almost touch'd
Howard's, he hissed rather th..u
spoke: "You shot him!"
Howard gave an involuntary step
backward, as if he realized the trap
being laid for him.
"No no!" he cried.
Quickly following up his udv&ntn-',
i Capt. Clinton shouted dramatically:
"You He! He was found on tbi
floor in this room-?dead. You we ?>
trying to get out of the house wlt!l?
out being seen. You hadn't a**n
stonped to wash the blood off ;. o ir
hands. AH you fellers make mistake s.
You reMed on getting away mittet,
I You ntver stopped to think that :
I bleed on your hands would ber ray
i you." G-ulHy he added: "Now, co t %
! what's the use of wasting all thla
' It won't go so hard with you
. wm own up. You killed Robert
liei end!"
Howard shook his head. There was
g> pathetic expression of helplessness
on his face.
"I didn't kill him," he faltered. "1 |
was asleep on that sofa. I woke up.
H was dark. I went out. I wanted to 1
get home. My wife was waiting for
me."
"Now I're caught you lying," inter- \
rnpted the captain quickly. "You told
the coroner you saw the dead man and
feared you would be suspected of his 1
murder, and so tried to get away un- !
seen " Turning to his men, he added: I
"How Is that, Maloney? Did the pris
oner say that?"
The sergeant consulted his back
notes, and replied:
"Yes. Cap', that's what he said." 1
Suddenly Capt. Clinton drew from
his hip pocket the revolver which he
had found on the floor near the dead
nan's body. The supreme test was
ibout to be made. The wily police
captain would now play his trump
* sard. It was not without reason that
his enemies charged him with employ?
ing unlawful methods in conducting .
his inquisitorial examinations. '
"Stop your lying!" he said fierce?
ly. "Tell the truth, or we'll keep you j
here until you do. The motive Is
clear. You came for money. You
were refused, and you did the trick."
Suddenly producing the revolver,
and holding It well under the light,
to that the rays from t?ie electrolier
fell directly on its highly polished
surface, he shouted: ?
"Howard Jeffries, you shot Robert
Underwood, and you shot him with
this pistol!"
Howard gazed at the shining sur?
face of tbe metal as if fascinated. He
apoke not a word, but his eyes be?
came riveted on the weapon until his
face assumed a vacant stare. From
the scientific standpoint, the act of I
hypnotism had been accomplished. '
In his nervous and overfatigued stat> .
add?d to his susceptibility to quick
hypnosis, he was now directly und<*r
the Influence of Capt. Clinton's
stronger will. He was completely re?
ceptive. The past seemed all a blur
oi his mind. He saw the flash of
sleel nrd the police captain's angty.
doti t rined looking face. He tolt he
was powerless to resist that will any
Icnvrcr He stepped back and gUV<
a thuddtr, averting his eyes fro Q the
Minding steel. Capt? Clinton quickly
followed up his advantage:
You committed this crime, Howard
Joffrhs! " he shouted, fixing him with
a stare. To his subordinate he
shouted: "Didn't he. Maloney?''
"He kllkd bim all right," echoed
M iloney.
His eyes still Axed on those of his
victim, and approaching his face
Close to his. the captain shouted:
I "Yo i did it, Jeffrh s! Come on, own
Up' I/?? t's have the truth! You shot
I Robert Cnd'-rwool with this revolver.
You did it. and y< u can't deny It! You
know you can't deny it! Speak!" be
thundered "You did it!"
Howard his ey. I still fixed on the
?felling ptatol, repeated, as if reciv
ing a I tm M
j "I did it!"
u il< k ly Capt. Clinton signaled lo
Maloney lo approach nearer with bii
note-book The detective sergeant
took his plant Immediately back ol
Howard. The Oaptalfl turned to bii
prisoner.
"Yoi shot Robert Underwood 1"
"l shot Robert Underwood/1 re?
peated Howard mechanically.
You Quarreled!"
"We Quarreled."
"You cam.* here for money!"
"1 cams here for money."
"He refuted lo give it to you!"
NHs refuted lo glvt it to inc."
"There nai a quarrel!"
"There was a quarrel "
"You dren that pistol!"
"I dn n that pistol."
"And ihOt him!"
"And shot Mm."
C ipi 1 Union mlled Ii lumphantly.
"That's all." h- said
Hof nil Uapi d into a chair 1 Ms
head dropped forward ?>n his breast.
a- it he wer ai so. Cnyj Cllntqt
fend us your job work.
yawned and looked* at his watclf.
Turning to Maloney, he said with a
chuckle:
"By George; It's taken five hours
to get It out of him!"
Maloney turned out the e!e~trie
Ilft'Mfl and went to pull up the window
lhadi s. letting the bright daylight
Stream into the room. Suddenly
tin e was a ring nt the front door.
Officer Delaney opened, and Dr. Torn- I
atein entered. Advancing into the
room, he shook bands with the cap?
tain. I
"I'm sorry I couldn't come before,
caj tain. 1 was out when I got the
call. Where'a the body?"
The captain pointed to the Inner
room. j
"In there." j
After glancing curiously at How?
ard, the doctor disappeared into the
Inner room.
Capt. Clinton turned to Maloney.
"Well. Maloney, 1 guess our work
la done here. We want to get the |
prisoner over to the station, then j
make out a charge of murder, and
prepare the full confession to submit
to the magistrate. Have everything '
ready by nine o'clock. Meantime, I'll '?
go down and see the newspaper boys. !
I gueps there's a bunch of them down j
there. Of course, it's too late for the
morning papers, but It's a bully good
Btory for the afternoon editions. De?
laney, you're responsible for the pris?
oner. Better handcuff him."
Thf* patrolman was just putting the
mansclei on Howard's wrists when
Dr. Bfrnatetn re-entered from the in- '
ner room. The captain turned.
"Well, have you seen your man?" >
be asked.
The doctor nodded.
"Found ?i bullet wound in his head," j
be said. "Flesh all burned?must have
been pretty close rang". It might j
have been a sail of suicide."
Capt. Clinton frowned. He didn't |
tike suggestions of that kind after a
confession which had cost him five
hours' work to procure.
"Suicide?" he sneered. "Say, doc?
tor, did you happen to notice what
side of the head the wound was on?"
Dr. Bernstein reflected a moment. j
"Ah, yes. Now I come to think of j
It, It was the left side."
"Precisely," sneered the captain. "I I
never heard of a suicide shooting him?
self in the left temple Don't worry, |
doctor, it's murder, all right." Point
bag with a jerk of his finger toward
Howard, he added: "And we've got ;
the man who did the job."
Officer Delaney approached his chief I
and spoke to him In a low tone. The
captain frowned and looked toward
hla prisoner. Then, turning toward ?
the officer, he said:
"Is the wife downstairs?"
The officer nodded.
"Yes, air; they Just telephoned."
"Then let her come up," said the I
captain. "She may know something." |
Delaney returned to the telephone !
and Dr. Bernstein turned to the cap?
tain:
"Say what you will, captain, I'm
not at all sure that Underwood did
not do this himself."
"Ain't you? Well, I am," replied
the captain with a sneer. Pointing
again to Howard, he said:
"This man has just confessed to the :
shooting."
At that moment the front door
opened and Annie Jeffries came in es?
corted by an officer. She was paie
and frightened, and looked timidly at
the group of strange and serious-look?
ing men present. Then her eyes went I
round the room In search of her hus- j
band. She saw him seemingly asleep |
in an armchair, his wrists manacled
In front of him. With a fright?
ened exclamation she sprang forward,
but Officer Delaney intercepted her. I
Capt. Clinton turned around angrily
at the interruption.
"Keep the woman quiet till she's
Wanted!" he growled.
Annie sat timidly on a chair in the ,
background and the captain turned !
again to the doctor.
"What's that you were saying, doc?
tor?"
"You tell me the man confessed?"
Crossing the room to whe.e Howard
sat, Dr. Bernstein ioe>ked closely at j
him. Ar parent ly the prisoner was
asleep. His eyes were closed and his I
head drooped forward on his cheat.
He was ghaatly pale.
Th" captain grinned.
' Yes, sir, confessed?in the pres?
ence of three witnesses. Eh, ser
gi ant.?"
"Yes. sir," replied Maloney.
"You heard him, too, didn't you, De
latmy?"
"1 St, captain."
BquarlUg his huge shoulders, the
captain said with a self-satisfied
chuckle:
"It tOOk us live hours to get him to 1
own up. but We Kot it out of him at
last."
I he doctor was still busy w ith Iiis
examination.
"He seems to be asleep. Worn out,
I guesi Five houri yes?that's your
method, captain." Shaking his head,
he went on: "I don't believe in these
all n.; lit examinations and your 'third
d< gree' m< ntal torture. It is bar
barous, When a man is nervous and
fright' ued his brain gets so benumbed
at the i ml ol two or three hours'
questioning on the same subject that
he's liable to say anything, or even
bwlieve anything Of course, you
know, captain, that after a certain
time the law of suggestion commences
to operate and?"
The captain turned to his sergeant
and laugh d:
"The law of suggestion? Ha. ha!
That's a good one! You know, doctor.
them theorteg of yours make a hit
With college students and amateur
piof? BBors, but they don't go with us.
You run't make n t mi bu; yes' when
ho want. In - ay 'no.' "
Dr Ben U In j mll< d. _
Bond us your job work,
"Sitting There Crying Your Eye? Out
Won't Do Him Any Good."
"I don't agree with you," he said.
"You can make him say anything, or
believe anything?or do anything if
he is unable to resist your will"
The ear*ain burst into a hearty peal
of laughter.
"Ha. ha! What's the use of
chinnin'? We've got him to rights. I
tell you. doctor, no newspaper can
say that my precinct ain't cleaned up.
My record is a hundred convictions
to one acquittal. I catch 'em with
the goods when I go after >m!"
A faint "mile hovered about the
doctor's face.
"I know your reputation," he said
earcnytically.
Tbc captain thought the doctor was
flattcri' g him. so he rubbed his hands
with satisfaction, as he replied:
"That's light. I'm after results.
None of them Psyche themes for
mine." Striding over to tbe armchair
where sat Howard, he laid a rough
hand on his s..oulder.
"Hey, Jeffries, wake up!"
Howard opened his eyes and stared
stupidly about hlra. The captain took
him by the collar of his coat.
"Come?stand up! Brace up now!"
Turning to Sergeant Maloney, he
added, "Take him over to the station.
Write out that confession and make
him sign it before breakiast. I'll be
right over."
Howard struggled to his feet and
Maloney helped him arrange his col*
lar and tie. Officer Delaney clapped
his hat on his head. Dr. Bernstein
turned to go.
"Good-morning, captain. I'll make
Out my report." I
"Good morning, doctor."
Dr. Bernstein disappeared and Capt.
Clinton turned to look at Annie, who
bad been waiting patiently in the
background. Her anguish on seeing
Howard's condition was unspeakable.
It was only with difficulty that she re?
strained herself from crying out and
rushing to his side. But these stern,
uniformed men intimidated her. It
seemed to her that Howard was on
trial?a prisoner?perhaps his life was
la danger. What could he have done?
Of course, he was innocent, whatever
the charge waa. He wouldn't harm a
fly. She was sure of that. But every
one looked so grave, and there was a
big crowd gathered in front of the
hotel wh< n she came up. She thought
she had heard the terrible word "mur?
der," but surely there was some mis
take. S?(ing Capt. Clinton turn in 1
her direction, she darted eagerly for?
ward.
"May I speak to him, sir? He la
my husband."
"Not just now," replied the captain,
not unkindly. "It's against the rules.
Walt till we get him to the Tombs.
You can see him all you want there."
Annie's heart sank. Could she have
heard aright?
"The Tombs!" she faltered. "Is
the charge so serious?"
"Murder?that's all!" replied the
captain laconically.
Annie nearly swoomed. Had she
not caught the back of a chair she
would have fallen.
The captain turned to Maloney and,
in a low tone, said:
"Quick! Get him over to the sta?
tion. We don't want any family
scenes here."
Manacled to Officer Delaney and
escorted on the other side by Ma?
loney. Howard made his way toward
the door. Just as he reached it he
caught sight of his wife who. with
tears streaming down her cheeks,
was watching him as if in a dream.
To her it seemed like some hideous
nightmare from which both would
soon awaken. Howard recognised
her, yet BOemed too dazed to wonder
how she came there. He simply
blurted out as he passed!
"Something's happened, Annie, dear.
I?Ul d< i od?1 don't quits know?"
The i h emen pushed him throui h
the door, which closed behind him.
CHAPTER XI.
I Unable to control herself anj
longer, Annie broke down compleb y
and bur:.' into tears. When the door
opened and she saw her husband led
I away, pale arid trembling, between
those two burly policemen, it was as
if all she eared for on earth had
gone out of her life forever. Capt.
Clinton laid his band gently on her
shoulder With more sympathy In his
face than was bis custom to display)
he said:
"Now, little woman?'tain't no kind
of use carrying on like that' if you
want to help your husband and get
b'.i out of his trouble you want to
gk' busy. Sitting there crying \ our
eyes out won't do him an] . od
Annie threw up her bend Ib?r eyes
\ ere red but they were dry now Her
lace was set and determined. The
i captain was ri^ht. Only foolish worn
en weep and wall when misfortune
knocki at their door. The right soit
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
The Markets
LIVERPOOL .MARKET.
Liverpool, Jan. 25, 1912,
Receipt* : _'.ooo.
American 17,400.
Bales 14.UUU.
American all.
Spots ??.[?o, 6 up.
i Opened steady.
Closed steady.
Opened. Closea.
Jan?Feb. 527 529
Feb?M<-h. 528 Vi 529%
Mch?Apl. 532 5 33
Apl?May. 535 535
May?June. 536 537
June?July. 538 % 538 %
July?Aug. 538 Vit 539
Aug?Sept.537 Vi 638
Sept?Get.534V* 536
Oct?Xov.533 534
Nov?Dec.533 533%
Dec?Jan. 533% 533 %
New York Cotton Market.
New York. Jan. 25, 1912.
Warehouse stock 158,843.
Certificated 153,398.
Spots 9.65, unchanged.
Sales none.
Opened steady.
Closed steady.
Opened High Low Close
, . ^:iU 93* 930 933-31
. 930 933-31.
. 941 950 941 943-44
. .9 50 951-53
. 959 968 958 960-61
. 902 970 967 964-66
. .971 97? 971 971-72
. 974 978 974 973-75
. i>75 976 975 974-75
. .983 989 981 981-82
. |M 984-86
. 989 997 989 988-89
Port receipts today 51,597 against
41.7 29 la.st year.
Harm In Extremes.
Too much noise deafens us; too
much light blinds us; too great a dis?
tance or too much of proximity equal?
ly prevents Bf from being able to see;
too long and too short a discourse ob?
scures our knowledge of a subject;
too much of truth siur.s us.?Pascal
A Girl's Superiority.
No man loafer seems to put the
job over with such thorough enjoy?
ment as a girl lolling in a hammock
and reading a cheap novel.?Atchlsos
Globe
Truism Repeated.
"No man is truly great." says a
philosopher, "unless he Is able to con
vince his neighbors that he is." That
may be true. Anyway, a man's neigh
tors are the last to discover that he is
great.
ANNOUNCEMENT.
The Association of Fire Underwriters of Sumter.
Whereas, the companies, have required us to settle
all premiums in the month following the month in
which the policies are written, they compel us to col?
lect all premiums in this time or report cancellation of
policy. We therefore, beg to notify all patrons that
premiums must be paid on or before the 25th of
the month following the month of issue or their
policies will be automatically cancelled by the Com?
pany. The companies, will incorporate this cancel?
lation clause in all insurance policies on and after
March 1st., 1912.
Sumter Insurance Agency, Agts.
Mrs. Andrena Moses, Agt.
Citizens' Insurance Agency, Agt.
Sumter Real Estate & Ins. Co. Agts.
Wallace & Moses, Agts.
Consolidated Insurance Agency, Agts.
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