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THE SPINDLE CLEW.
By Albert Payson Terhune.
The paper had gone to press. It
was 2.30 a. m.. and all the staff except
two "emergency men" and a copy
reader and an office boy had gone
One of the emergency reporters had
stretched himself out on a long table,
his head on a dictionary, and was
sleeping as only a seasoned reporter
could on so uncomfortable a bed.
Elkins, the other reporter, was
"shooting craps" with the copy read
er; and the office boy, a fifer writing his
own name with qualut flourishes sev
enty-nine times on a sheet of copy
paper, was nodding in his chair.
The electric lights burned drearily
under their green shades, leaving
much of the great city room in gloom.
The roar of the city had died away,
so that the clang of an occasional
cable car or the rattle of a market
truck on the Tark row pavements
"I'm sorry for Hereward," observed
the copy reader. "He isn't getting a
fair show here."
-'Neither Is any one for that mat
ter," growled Elkins.
It Is an unwritten rule among news
paper men to grumble at those in au
thority over them, and to bemoan
their own hard luck-a peculiarity
which they share with three-fourths of
the world's "working population.
"Hereward's a first-rate reporter,"
went on Brewer, "but he's had bad
luck on nearly every assignment since
the new managing editor's been here.
So he's in bad odor with the chief. If
he sets thrown down on this Schenck
murder case I'm afraid they'll send in
The Schenck murder case was one
that had attracted more attention than
any other since the Carlyle Harris
Otto Schenck, a rich Wall Street
man. had lived with his aged parents
on Madison avenue. He had been
found lying huddled together in a heap
In the vestibule of his home one
morning ten days earlier. Outer and
inner front doors of the house were
wide open, and plate to the value of
$.">00 was missing from the dining
The motive for the murder, said the
police, was quite clear. A thief or
thieves had entered and robbed the
Schenck house, and on departing had
met the young man coining in the
front door. Otto had showed light
and was killed.
Thus far the case seemed simple
enough. But there was another, more
inexplicable element in it. The only
mark of violence on the victim was a
tiny reddish spot over the heart.
Around this spot were one or two
minute flakes of dark brown r.ust.
Now, burglars are not usually pro
vided with complex weapons that kill
and 'eave traces of this sort.
The spot was too tiny to be caused
by even a stiletto blow. Yet an au
topsy proved the heart to have been
pierced by a weapon of some sort, the
polut of which had entered at the right
ventricle. Souie wiseacre had showed
that such a blow, delivered in such a
fashioned, must have been dealt with
the left hand.
And there the police knowledge stop
ped short. They were scouring the
city for a left-handed thief. Pawn
shops had been ransacked in vain for
traces ,of the stolen silver. The
Schenck servants, and Otto's father
and mother, testified that, they had
siepr peaceruuy through the whole
It was a deadlock.
Old Mrs. Schenck was prostrated by
the blow. Her husband bore himself
with stern fortitude, but he had aged
ten years during the past fortnight.
And this was the helpless case to
which Jack Hereward, of t?ie Morning1
Planet, had been assigned. Like other
reporters he had tried in vain to
strike new clews on his own account.
Like others he had written columns of
uninteresting detail and conjecture
and had elaborated each police theory
to three times the space it was worth.
He bad done his best, but ill luck
dogged his steps; and, as Brewer said,
if he didn't make a hit of some sort
on the case, there was every chance of
his being discharged. Small wonder
"lat, after days and nights of untir
ing work, he now slept like a ?og!
"Three o'clock! Thank Heaven we
can get out of this!" cried Elkins.
"Wake up, Hereward, and go home."
"Bb! What?" muttered Hereward,
"Time to go home?" he went on,
clambering down from the table. His
head was heavy with sleep, and he
staggered as he tried to stand. He
threw out one arm to save himself
from falling, and brought down his
left hand heavily on the copy desk.
A cry of pain followed his action,
echoed by exclamations of horror
from Brewer and Elkins.
Hereward, In bte effort to preserve
his balance, had thrown his full weight
on the hand tluH fell on the copy
desk. The hand had come down with
terrible force or a spindle that held
a dozen sheets of yellow "flimsy."
This spindle was like others of Its
sort used for the filing of papers. It
consisted of an upright steel wire,
sharpened to a fine point, and attached
to a round wooden base.
The spindle had run clean through
the reporter's hand.
"Come down to the drug store,"
cried Brewer, "and get the wound dis
infected, or you may get lockjaw."
But Hereward, having drawn out the
spindle with a groan of pain, was
staring open mouthed at his hand. He
gazed at it with an eager Intensity
that for a moment drove all memory
of pain from his mind.
"Whut are you walting for?" queried
Elkins, holding open the door for him
Hereward glanced again at the tiny,
almost bloodless spot on bis palm, and
at the little flakes of rust left by the
spindle. He answered briefly:
"I'm not waiting for anything. Come
In the hallway that led to the drug
store were ono or two other news
paper men. Elkins and Brewer
shouldered their way past them and
gained the door of the shop.
"Where's Hereward?" asked Brewer
ats they paused.
ne had vanished.
Slipping through the outer door,
Hereward had gained the street. His
land throbbed and ached furiously,
but the reporter wrapped a handker
chief about the wound and set his
teeth to keep down the pain.
Two minutes later he was speeding
up town as fast as a Third avenue "L"
train could carry him.
It was 3.30 a. m. when the father of
Otto Schenck, lying awake in his
silent, death desolated house, heard a
quick step at the front door, followed
by the sharp burr-r-r of the electric
Hastily domina a dressng gown,
and puting on a pair of slippers, the
old man groped his way down stairs
and onened the front door.
j "Who i?: Ht;" "he a"vsd.
I "Hereward-Planet's reporter," ;
the response. M have a clue ttat ?
bo of inlerest and I came here bet
notifying the police. Sorry to dist
you at this time of night, but you
offered $."?,000 reward for the mure
er's arrest and I thought you ou
to be the first to hear of any clue."
"I wasn't asleep," replied the
man. "Come into my study and
me about lt."
The tall, dressing gowned figure
the way into a back room, found
electric key and flooded the room W
"Xow. then. Mr. TTereward," he
gan. Then lie broke off in surprise
'.Why, you're white as a sheet, rn;
and you're trembling. What's 1
"I had* an accident," answered 1
reporter brierly, pointing to his ba:
aged hand. The pain was intoleral
but he choked it back and tried
The old man turned to a japanr
cupboard on the wall. I-Ierewar
gaze swept the book-lined walls, re
lng at last on the littered study tal
There his eyes contracted and he
mained looking fixedly among t
pile of letters and papers that strew
the table. Ile had been in this roi
several times before, but never h
anything in it interested him to su
Mealtime Mr. Schenck had brous
from the cupboard a large decani
nearly full and two glasses. Placi
them on the table he sat down op]
Th? reponer raised his eyes frc
the table and looked keenly at t
"You'll feel better for a drink," sn
Schenck. "Then you can tell i
about this new clew of yours."
As he spoke Mr. Schenck lifted t
heavy decanter easily, and turning
rilled both glasses.
"He's strong in the wrists for sn
an old man: but why doesn't he let r
fill my own glassV" wondered Hei
ward, who was an adept in all poin
of etiquette governing drinking bom
Then he noticed something peculiar
the host's method of handling the d
can er. A second glance showed hi
that Schenck was manipulating ll wi
his left band.
Hereward leaned forward as if
pick up his glass. He picked up i
stead a long spindle from the tabl
He turned this over once or twic
noticing its massive base of carved s
ver and the flecks of rust on the lo:
"You killed him with this." didn
you. Mr. Schenck?" he asked pleasan
ly, holding up thc spindle.
The old man sprang to his feet ar
flashed a startled, indignant glance !
Hereward returned his stare wi:
utter Indifference, In the silence tin
followed the two could hear the di
tant roar of a Third avenue "I." trail
and the muffled snores of some on
sleeping in the upper part of tli
"That was the clew I had." sai
Hereward at last. "This is the soi
of a wound a spindle makes," unwlni
ing the bandage from his hand. "Th!
spot is like the one over your son'
heart. You see there's no use denyin
anything. We have all the proof w
need," he ended, marveling at his ow
There was a crash as the decante
slipped from Schenck's stiff finger
and rolled gurgling about the flqj?\
Thc old man sank back in his|rr?aii
his stern fortitude all gone. He ?urie
his face in his trembling hands nn<
shook from' head to foot.
The gray old figure in the paddei
gray gown moved Hereward to a mc
mentary pity. Then the reporter ask
ed with mild curiosity:
"Why did you do it?"
"Ile was drunk/' moaned the ol<
man from behind his hands. "H<
was drunk-I heard him shambling uj
the street and climbing the steps-i
wasn't the first time I'd lain awak<
for him. I let him in. He came ii
here and I followed him. He was
drunk-and-and he said terrible
things to nie. He said we were Uvlnj
here on his charity, and he was sid
of listening to my lectures on drink
and sick of seeing his mother and mc
pottering 'round. He said he'd tun
us out next day an-', leave us to starve
He often talked that way when he was
drunk. But this time he seemed tc
mean it. And then-then he ordered
mo out of the room and threatened tc
beat me if I didn't, go. Me-his own
father. I am an old man, sir, and I'm
not the man I used to be, I suppose
courage goes when strength goes."
He paused and a fresh shudder con
vulsed his crouching gray form.
Throughout his broken, half whispered
speech Schenck had never removed his
hands from his face.
Hereward said nothing, but eyed
"He staggered toward me," mum
bled Schenck at last, taking up the
thread of his story. "My son is-my
son was-a strong man, sir, and very
violent sometimes. I saw he meant
to strike me and-and I was afraid.
He was a violent man, Mr. Hereward."
"Well?" queried the reporter.
"And I picked up the first thin?
that carre to hand to defend myself
with. And the next thing I knew there
he lay on the rug by the table all tum
bled together. It was horrible!"
"And you pulled him into the vesti
bule, and then hid the .silver so lt
would be thought that thieves killed
him?" finished Hereward .with scarce
ly a note of inquiry in his voice.
"Yes-yes. slr. Though I can't see
how you people learned all about it
so. It is a hard Hiing for an old man
to be tried for his life and perhaps
electrocuted. It is-it's a hard thing,
sir. And after all," he pleaded, "I
hadn't meant to hann him. It was
self-defense, Your Honor-I mean Mr.
The stately dignity with which Mr.
Schenck had so favorably impressed
al! the reporters was gone. . The
shriveled old man crouched on the
floor at Ilereward's feet.
"I-I fancied no one could find il
out. Mr. Horeward," Schenck muttered
at last. "If I sign a confession do yoi
think the law will deal more gen?lj
The reported did not reply, but thc
old man was evidently Impressed bj
his own idea. Scrambling to his chaii
again he wrote a few shaky sentence?
on a blank sheet, signed the confes
sion, and nhoved it across to Here
The sight of the written wordi
awoke all the sleeping news pathei
lng instinct In the reporter. Ever}
newspaper man knows how itiflnitel}
stronger Is this instinct than anj
other earthly craving
"Take it." en rea tod Schenck. "I
I confess they may lei nie off easy."
Snatching the confession in on'
hand and the long, shining spindle ii
the other, Hereward made for tin
front door: never stoppln.:: for so nincl
as a backward glance at the ijulverini
gray figure, so pitiably old and shrunk
ed under the glare of the incandescent
The managing editor or che New
York Morning Planet lived half a mile
from the Schenck house. Five min
utes later a panting, disheveled re
porter was gapping out to him e story
that caused that half clad diirni ary
to gallop madly to the nearest tele
Dawn was breaking as a group of
hastily summoned compositors and
pressroom hands gathered together
after their hour of hard work, to talk
over the "Extra" that had just gone
'.This'll make the Globe and the rest
of 'cm look like thirty cents," said one.
"It's the higgest heat that ever hap
"That feller Hereward's a bird,"
chuckled a second. "To think of his
get:in' the whole story when every"
other reporter in town failed!"
"An' th' next edition's goin' to have
a facsimile of the confession an' a
photo of the spindle that did the mur
der," amended a third. "Oh, it's the
biggest heat that ever happened!"
"Yes, Hereward's a daisy!" reiterat
ed the second man. "He's gone back
to old Schenck's again. I'll bet he'll
get another good column or two out
At that moment Hereward, without
stopping to take off his hat or coat,
was entering the managing editor's
The chief was looking with delight
over his hastily constructed "Extra."
whose lirst page bore a four column
scare head, reading:
MURDERED HIS OWN SON.
Amos Schenck Confesses to Having
Killed Otto-Alleges Self
A SPINDLE HIS WEAPON.
Mystery Cleared Pp by Morning
Planet Reporter, and Confession
Published Exclusively in
As Hereward stepped into the sanc
tum the managing editor looked up
with a smile.
"Any bing new?" he asked. "Is he
"He won't be arrested," returned
Hereward. "He hanged himself in
his study just after I left the first
time. He was quite dead before his
wife found the body."
Thc managing editor leaped to his
"Oh, I wrote that end of the story
on t he way down." said Hereward
wearily, answering his chief's un
asked question. "I've just turned it
In to the city editor."
"Hereward!" cried the managing
editor, grasping .'he young man's cold,
unresponsive hand, "you've done some
groat work! You are dead clever to
follow up that spindle clue and then*
to notice thc old man was left-handed.
Do you know lhat it means a big raise
of pay for you?"
Through his wonder at the chief's
actually volun eering a raise of pay to
any one. there crept into Hereward's
memory the p'cture of a gray, wither
ed ligure crouching at his feet.
"I'm very tired, sir," faltered the
reporter, "and my hand hurts. I
think I'd like a day off, if you don't
mind."-New York News.
Wo never had any trouble to speak
of In the Ladies* Aid until that St.
Louis milliner came to Berryville, an'
after that we never had nothing hut
trouble until she left. Twas a shame,
too, fer the Ladies' Aid Society of Mt.
Zion's Church had been running alon.y
ca'ui an' peaceable ever sence things
settled down in southwest Mizzoura
after the war, au' old Mt. Zion got
opened up again.
Then two or three years ago Jim
Chapman started up whut he called a
department store, au' sent to St. Louis
after a young woman to run the milli
nery an' dressmaking part of it. Auy
body'd a-thought it wuz Queen Victoria
if they'd seen that St. Louis milliner
when she first come here. She said
she wuz French an' that her name
wuz Madimysell Sara Dutong. but the
only sign I ever seen of her bein'
French wuz always callin' St. Louis
"St. Looey," like she couldn't talk
plain. Fer all the rest she talked
common Mizzoura talk like everybody
else, an' I always did mistrust that
her name was nothing but Sally Dut
ton after all.
Of course Madimysell went to church
at Mount Zion-strangers always do, it
bein' by far the leadin' church of Berry
ville-an' after a while we asked her
to join the Ladles' Aid, but we seen
right away that we had made a mis
take, fer she begun to make trou ule
as soon as she joined.
Fanny Lou Baker wuz one of the
leadin' girls In Mt. Zion, an' an oil!.ter
In the Aid, an' a sweeter or a pre:tier
girl than Fanny Lou never lived In
Mizzoura, accordin' to my wa? ol
thlnkin'. She wuz always mighty nice
to strangers, too, Fanny Lou wuz. an'
abe went out of her way to be pleas
ant to that St. Louis milliner, bein', as
elie said, furriuer, an' so fur from
But I noticed from the first that
Madimysell always acted sorter dis
agreeable whenever she wuz anywhere
near Fanny Lou-sorter stuck up an'
scornful. I couldn't think whut wuz
the matter until I noticed that Madi
mysell wuz settin' her cap for Fanny
Lou's beau, John Holt, an' then, ol
course, the cat wuz out of he bag.
John an' Fanny Lou had been keep
lu' company fer a couple of years, an
everybody wuf lookin' fer em to bi
aarrioil pratt] soon, an' everybody
thought it wus a good match. Join
?ruz postmaster, an' a tall, manly lei
low that all t'je :own folks liked an
[ saw right str light that that St. Loui.
milliner wii7? makin' a dead set at ,
Sure enough, lt wuzn't long before
John Holt bejiun to go with Madimy
sell a littlo once in a wlr.le, an' even |
takin* her buggy ridin' two Sundays |
hand runnin', though 1 found out after
wards that that wuz accidental, so to
'Twuz about thai time that Madimy
sell joined the Aid au' our troubles be ;
gun. First she wanted to change the (
name to Saint Somcoody's Gild, whut
ever that may be. but we spon settled ?
that. Then she wanted us to giye up ,
plain sewin' an' let her teach us fancy ?
needlework, an' pome wu?! ip favor cf
it, but I said no, au' meant il, loo, an' i
bein' as I wuz prosident of the Aid, ?
that scheme fell through, too. Then (
other things come up. get in' all the ;
time more an' more disagreeable, an'
Madimysell gainin' all the time more i
an' more of a followln' hmong the (
younger an' the weak-kneed sisters, <
until the Aid wuz near about split iu \
When things were about at the ?
worst in the Aid, we decided to give 1
i supper to raise money fer a new i
:nrpet fer the church, an' it wuz a
dum scandal the way some of them i
.vomen acted about gettin' ready fer J
kal sinner, un' all of 'em church mern- ?
Ders, too. There wuz one meetln', I
recollect, when 1 reelly believe some of
'em would have ?t if they had'nt beeu
women folks. We had decided to have
the supper In the Town Hall, an' wuz
tryin' to make up our minds want
kind of eatin' to have, but it seemed
as if we jes' couldn't agree. It wuz the
last of April, an' mighty warm fer the
time of the year, an' a good many wuz
in favor of ice cream, but some, an'
Madimysell spechully, wanted to have
an oyster supper.
At last Fanny Lou got up in her
pleasant way an' moved to have ice
cream. Fanny Lou wuz a school teach
er, an' always ta?ked sorter soft an'
proper. She hadn't tuore'n set down
when up jumps Madimysell an' says:
"Madame President," she says, toss,
in' her head, "I move we have an oys
ter supper. Ice cream ls so common
and countrified, an' oysters are so
much more of a rarity," says she.
Fanny Ixm was on her feet in-a ,nln
ute, an' she neve? even looked at
"Madame President," says she, "I
would like to remind the ladies of the
Aid that the oyster season is about
over," says she. "I suppose in St.
Louis and other inland towns, where
oysters are a rarity, they don't know
what the season is, an' are glad, to get
them at any time, but many of bs are
from the Eastern cities, and I do not
think we would care for oysters at this
time of the year, especially when J* is
so unreasonably warm."
An' Fanny Lou set down as suddent
as she got up. I could tell from the
sparkle in her eyes an' the color in her
cheeks that she wuz mad all over. Fan
ny Lou could be mighty spunky some
There wuz right smart snickerin'
around amongst the members after
Fanny Lou set down, an' Madimysell
got awful red in the face, an' after
some more urgln' an' talkln', twuz de
cided to give an ice cream supper in
the Town Hall, with Fanny Lou in
charge of the whole thing.
We certainly had an awful time set
tin' ready fer that supper, L.r some
of the members were mad an' made all
the trouble they could, an' the weather
kept real hot, but when at last the
evening come everything was In ap
ple-pie order. The hall wuz decorated
jes' lovely, an' we had a whole lot of
home-made cakes an' candies, an' ice
cream of every kind an' every flavor
from Springfield. The tabled were
trimmed up beautiful, an' the girls
that waited had made 'em new pink
an' blue orgindy dresses, an' about G
o'clock that afternoon it went an'
turned freezin' cold! I could 'a' cried,
an' I know Fanny Lou mast 'a' felt
awful, but nobody ever would '?'
known it from her looks.
Well, everybody in town come to the
supper, fer mose everybody knew of
the i rouble in the Aid, an' there wuz a
good deal of curiosity to see what
might happen, but it wuz too cold to
eat ice cream much, so they all hung j
back, giglin', an' shiverin", except a
few of Fanny Lou's p'ticular friends,
who'd 'a' et that ice cream li it had
That St. Louis milliner wuz a plum
sight that night. She had on a heavy
winter dress, made awful fussy, au'
her hair wuz frizzed up even tighter
than ever, an' she wuz all wrapped up
In a big fur cape, same as if twuz lead
of winter, an' once in a while she'd
pull that cape up close around her like
she wuz near about froze. She could
be mighty aggravatiu', certain.
Things were gettin' pretty uncom
fortable when in come John Holt,
lookin' handsome an' good natured, an'
started straight over to speak to Fan
ny Lou, but Madimysell managed to
slip in front of him an' meet him as he
wuz crossin' the floor.
"Good evenin', Miss Hutong," says
John, boldin' out his hand to shake
hands-he never would call her Madi
mysell-"Come and let's have some
Ice cream," says he.
"Thank you so much," says Madi
mysell, real loud, "but the weather's
too cold for ice cream. If we had some
nice hot oysters, now, how we would
enjoy them. But I'll go and sit with
you while you eat," says she.
And with that they set down at one
of the ice cream tables. Fanny Lou
give John an awful cool nod, an' I bet
the saucer of ice cream she handed
him wuz about the coldest he ever et
in his life.
John Holt wuz eatin' his second
saucer before he noticed that any
thing wuz wrong, an* then I saw him
glance around the room sor. er inquir
in', an' at Fanny Lou, settin' there
lookin' unnatural calm an' serene, an',
then he looked awful hard at Madimy
sell's fur cape, ,but he didn't say any
thing. He tried to talk to FannyTou
a little after he finished eatin', but
she pretended to be busy, an' soon as
he could get away from Madimysell he
left the hall.
My heart sunk when I saw him go
in', fer, though 'twuz only about half
past 8, we could see that there ice
cream supper wuz beglnnin* to be the
worst failure the Aid had ever made,
an' I certanily did feel sorry for Fan?
But presently it seemed to be get
tin' some warmer, an' then it got right
smart warmer, an' some of the folks
begun to set up to the tables; then it
acskhalry begun to get hot in that
room, an' people begun to lay off their
wraps an' fan themselves with their
handkerchiefs, an' they went fer that ;
ice cream in a hurry.
'Bout that time John Holt come in
again, an' I heard old Miss Kitty
Jones tell him she believed it wuz go
In' to rain, it had got so warm, an'
John laughed right smart an' said it
did seem some warmer.
It got so hot in there at last thal
they had to open the windows. I nev
er wuz so het up in my life-au'
everybody wuz laughin' au' jokin* an1
crowdin' 'round the ice cream tables -
everybody but Madimvsell. she sat
there wrapped up in that fur cape, her
frizzes all in strings an' the sweat
runnin' down her face. She wuz a
sight, certain, but I believe she would
have set there an' melted before she'd
took off that fur cape, jes' fer con- :
Well, Fann Lou sold every drop of
the Ice cream, an' had to make some
lemonade to finish up on, ?.n' there
wuzn't a thing left except some of the
uonie-made candy that melted on ac
:ount of the heat.
That night, after everybody had
jone except a few of the Aid ladies,
vho were helping Fanny Lou clean up,
n come John HPlt again.
"Well. John Holt," says I, "whut's
:he matter with you? You've been
.unnin' in an' out of this here hall all \
?venin'. 1 thought you'd gone with
Madimysell Hutong," says I. ,
"Joe Webster took Miss Dutong '
mme, I believe," says John, walkin'
)ver to Fanny Lou. "I went down- I
stairs to put out the fire and close up
;he furnace." j
"Oh, John." says Fanny Lou, with a
shake in her voice, "did you do that? ,
; had forgotten all abo a. the new fur
We were not much used to furnaces I
n Berryville, an' when that rascal
Fohn saw how things were goin' he j
di^j/^d downstairs sn' kindled uu a
roarin' nre unueknowim to auyoocy
An' that night, as me an' ol' Miss
Kitty Jones walked home behind .lo?n
an' Fanny Lou. 1 heard her say:
"Why, John, I couldn't possibly be
ready before the middle of June."
An' me an' Miss Kitty had no trou
ble in guessin' whut they were talkin'
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