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Show SYNOPSIS TlaKirod and atarvlnR, a boy of about alxteen ! found in the woods by a ramplnpr party. Ho has fled from his brutal father, Bat Morryion. Fed, and In clean clothes, the boy, Hhad (Sheridan), (Sher-idan), la ont to Canton, with a lotter to Colonel Ulake. The colonel, his wife,, and yountf daughter Ruth, ara lmpreased by the boy's manner. He foes to work In the village of Amity jam, and becomes friendly with a youth of his k, "Bony," and Bumpy !rown, tinker and vlllkfre character. Bat Morryaon tries to take his son back to his own dissolute life but Is overawed by Colonel Blake, the district dis-trict attorney, and his father passes eut of Shad's life. Shad applies hlm-elf hlm-elf diligently to his neKlected education. educa-tion. Ixve for Huth Blake takes a strong; hold on his heart. In an at-4 at-4 taak made on the Perry family, Oscar Perry, the father, Is fatally shot, and his daUKhter, Mrs, Doollttle, wife of Cyrus i)oolittle, prominent citizen, shot and seriously wounded. Circumstantial evidence points to Bumpy Brown as the assailant, and he is arrested. Shad loses his Job, and i;o8 to live with Bony. The two boys seek and find -disguises the murderer had worn. Colonel Blake Is almost convinced Bumpy Brown la not the murderer. CHAPTER VI Continued 12 New clothes, shirts, collars, neckties, neck-ties, underclothing, a derby hat and a leather suitcase were carefully selected. select-ed. When they left the store the colonel surveyed the boy with admiration. admir-ation. "It Is a perfect job," he said. "Send the bill to me." jalL Bumpy was brought out to the sheriffs office to talk with them. He put his hands on Shad's shoulders and looked In his eyes and exclaimed: "My boy I Don't you lose faith In me." "Never," Shad answered. The colonel spoke: "This boy had almost convinced me of your innocence until I learned today that a part of your testimony is false. You once owned a revolver." Bompy answered : "No, I didn't. I bought a revolver one day at Cobb and Maxwell's In Norwalk, but I bought It for another man. I never owned It a minute. I took it to Robert Royce that day. He said that in travelin' around I might see a chance to buy a good revolver cheap. If I did, I was to git It for him. The Island was overrun with cats. He wanted to shoot some of 'em. He give me exactly what the revolver an' ca'tridges cost. It was a five-dollar bill he give me. It had been tore in the middle an' pasted together. to-gether. He said he had got It from Henry Lockwood that day an' that he'd guarantee it was good." "Was anyone present when you delivered de-livered the revolver?" "Not as I remember of, no sir. Ha was alone in the shop. He went upstairs up-stairs an' got a present for me. It was a knit muffler with his initials wove into It He said that he never used It." E. Petty of New York, an expert on revolvers and ammunition, who examined ex-amined the weapon. He weighed Its bullets and counted their grooves. Ue said : "This revolver was called in Its time the American Bulldog Thirty-eight. It was manufactured by the Winchester Repeating Arms company. com-pany. They ceased to make and sell it In 180O. The weapon has this peculiarity. pe-culiarity. When It is fired the trigger trig-ger must be released the trigger finger fin-ger must cease to press it before it Is cocked for another discharge." While the sergeant examined the bullets, Colonel Blake made a note of this Illuminating fact "These cartridges were undoubtedly made for the Winchester-Colt revolver," revol-ver," the sergeant resumed. "They are thirty-eight caliber, long, central-fire central-fire cartridges, with a square base. The weight, the shape of the point, the form and faces of the cannelures leave no room for doubt" Colonel Blake learned that the trade In northern New York bought their supplies of Winchester arms and ammunition am-munition from a store of the company com-pany in Utlca. On his return the colonel stopped at this store. Its record of sales for some years prior to 1800 were still on file. A bookkeeper was paid to make an Immediate survey of those records and ascertain to what tradesmen In St Lawrence county the American Bulldog revolver had been sold. His What did you do with that five-dollar five-dollar bill that was torn In the middle?" mid-dle?" Colonel Blake asked. Bumpy Brown thought a moment "Well, sir, I might as well tell you I give It to my wife to keep for me." "Your wife!" the colonel exclaimed, "I thought that your wife had been dead for years." "I don't blame ye fer thlnkln' go, the old man went on. "I put her In her grave years ago, but she ain't dead, no, sir. She's up there in that little shack o' mine an' lookln' at me an' talkin to me, just as she used to, every day I'm to home. I miss her awful when I'm away." The old man paused and wiped hla eyes with his handkerchief and continued con-tinued : "Ye see, I alwus used to give her tha money to keep. We lived comf table. I never got drunk them days never. I done well. There on the wall she's argued with me "bout my foolishness an' I promised her that I wouldn't do it no more an' I agreed that I'd giva her the money to save Just as I used to. Now, what I say is private. I took down her plctur' off the wall an morticed the back o' the frame an put a slide over the mortice so neat ye couldn't see It. Every " week I slipped some money Into that hole In the frame. It was like glvin' It to her to keep for me." "I'll take you to Brown's cove tomorrow tomor-row and we'll see If we can find that five-dollar bill." "Well, sir, you'll find out that I ain't no liar," said Bumpy. "If I do any murderin' it must be that I do It In my sleep. I ain't never ketched myself In the act not yet." As Shad and Colonel Blake wera leaving the Jail the latter said : "It Is almost clear to me that the old man has been the victim of a plot. I think that we shall soon be done with him save as a witness." The sheriff drove out to Brown's cove next day with the district attorney attor-ney and the tinker. They found tha mended bill with other money In the hiding place Bumpy had described. Henry Lockwood was at his farm near the cove. He Identified the five-dollar bill In question. He gave It to Koyca In paying a bill and guaranteed its validity. In doing so he had made a note In his memorandum book of its number. The Identification was perfect. per-fect. As they left Lockwood's house tha district attorney said to the old man: "It does look as If your wife was still alive. I think that she is going to get you out of this scrape." "Oh, she she's a wonderful woman wom-an !" said the tinker. "I could always count on her In the day o' need." Colonel Blake's mind was nearlng Its decision. The tan suit, the motive, the possession of the revolver and tha rubbers seemed clearly to indicate the guilt of Royce. (TO BH CONTINUED.) "How Grand You Look!" report was that only one revolver of that type had been sold In St Lawrence Law-rence county. It had been shipped In September, 1889, with three boxes of thirty-eight caliber, long, central-fire cartridges to fit it, to E. J. Bonfleld, a hardware dealer of the village of Massena. A little later. Shad went with Colonel Col-onel Blake to Massena. They learned that Mr. Bonfleld had sold his stock and gone out of business in 1890. His goods had gone to some merchant In Norwalk. Shad and the district attorney at-torney drove to that small town, which was five miles from Ashfleld. In the general store run by Cobb and Maxwell Max-well they found the long resting-place of the antiquated weapon which had killed Oscar Perry. Mr. Cobb had bought the revolver and Its boxes of cartridges from Bonfleld In 1889. "To whom and when did you sell It?" the colonel asked. Mr. Cobb answered: "We sold It cheap to old Bumpy Brown, the tinker. He said that he was getting it for another an-other man who wanted to shoot some cats." "This Is Important evidence. Why didn't you report It to me?" was the query of the district attorney. "Well, I was In California when Bumpy was arrested. I didn't get back until a week ago. I thought that I'd wait and see what happened." "Have you any idea or suspicion as to the last owner of this weapon?" "No, sir, but I think that Brown told me the truth." As Colonel Blake and his young clerk went to the hotel for supper the former said : "This Is a curious case. Again It comes up to Bumpy Brown. We'll know more of this matter before we sleep." They returned to Canton by the evening train and drove directly to the They got new shoes at another store and went to a barber shop. There the colonel Insisted that Shad have a trimming and a bath and fresh underclothing. When they entered the colonel's house about seven-thirty that evening Shad was stepping proudly. Mrs. Blake embraced him and said that he was handsomer than ever. The girl Ruth shook his hand. I am to be kind but dignified to you," she said with a smile. "When I come again I think that I 'V 'will wear green glasses," the boy answered. an-swered. "Why?" "They will give you a kind of a sickly look and make It easy for me to behave." The colonel and Mrs. Blake laughed, betraying a note of awareness. The girl sat down and began to survey sur-vey the boy. Sha was impressed by his grandeur. He thought that she was more beautiful than ever, and he was right. "This boy has done Important work In the case of the People against Brown," the colonel said to his wife. "He and a young friend have found the hat and handkerchief that covered the head and face of the murderer. He has discovered other convincing evidence. I am to try to make a lawyer of him. It ought to be easy. This young chap has almost convinced me that his friend Bumpy Brown is not the man we want" He told his wife of Shad's finds and adventures. Mrs. Brake embraced the boy and congratulated him. "You really are getting along," she said. The colonei was weary. He arose presently and suggested to his young friend that they go to bed. Shad arose and said good night The girl gave him a pleasant smile as she answered. an-swered. He thought that ha saw a note of disappointment In her eyes. The girl went with him to the foot of the stairs and whispered with sweet encouragement in her eyes: "How grand you look !" He went upstairs with the colonel who showed him to his room. He came downstairs at eight o'clock In the morning and Ruth met him in the hall and looked Into his eyes with a sweet smile as she said : "How lazy you are ! I've been up an hour waiting for you." He was happy as he stammered, rather awkwardly: "If If I had known that I would have been up at daylight." Ruth blushed, saying; "I have got to hurry away to school now." It was not quite true but It was a part of the old strategy. She knew that It would pain him to see her go and there was a kind of joy In the thought of his bitter and devastating disappointment. So she left him. Before Be-fore she had gone a block she pretended pre-tended to have forgotten something and came back and shook hands again. Shad went with the colonel to his office. That day the boy was comfortably com-fortably settled in a furnished room. His wages were to be twenty-five dollars dol-lars a month. He was to get his meals at a small restaurant It was a speculation on the part of the generous gener-ous lawyer' like that of putting a colt In a training stable. The boy was quick to learn. Moreover, he had a mind of his own, and agreeable manners. man-ners. The country was now at war with Spain. A messenger came one day from the War department to consult the colonel. It was then that Shad learned that Colonel Blake was an acknowledged authority in devising and reading cipher messages used In war. Facts of vital Interest were discovered discov-ered regarding tiw weapon used In the killing of Oscar Perry. The brief of Colonel Blake submitted to the Appellate Ap-pellate division of the Supreme court recites the testimony of Sergt William |