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Detection of Chinky
Dr. Furnivall Solves a Perplexing Case by the Use of His Psychometric-Deductive Powers T 5:30 In the morning a laborer with two cents for Ills breakfast milk warm in his hand stopped in front of Swartz' provision store and stared blankly at the closed door and shutters. The place was always open at live at this time of year, and he g was in u hurry. The hlillness was broken by the l*oiiccman. Drawing his revolver he tapped with It lightly on the glass, calling in a loud voice: ‘•HI. there! You in there! I se« you. Hold up your hands and come on out o' that! Come out. I say!” ‘ Well, well, well' Tis poor old Kivartz—he's hung himself!" the po liceman whispered in uwe. Then he . remembered that the door of the shop, fastened on the outside, was secured by means of a bar and padlock. These fnust have been put in place by some body with Swartz in the shop! Then who could that somebody be if not — the murderer! Yes, It was not suicide, 1* was murder, and if murder, who eould the murderer be but Flaunlgan, the only person besides Swartz pos -Bcsslng a key to the padlock? With the flash of this obvious se quence Into his mind, the pollcemun hurried to the store telephone and ealled up his station, notifying it that Swartz was murdered, that Flunnlgan #t clerk, had done the deed and was tnisslng. From the evidence not a man of the force present entertained the slightest doubt of how the crime had occurred, nor who the criminal logically must be. Flaunlgan, Just before closing time on Saturdny night when, trade being over and the shop deserted, the street door was closed and the shut ters put on all but the back window, had for some reason throttled his boss with his powerful hands, slipped the rope around his neck and hoisted him np there to make It appear to be h case of suicide, locked up and fled. Flannlgan was thick-witted, nnd It would never occur to him that he had left all the signs pointing to himself, end only to himself. As long as no body had seen him do it he would feel safe; for he was one of those people who are continually repeating for the Information of their audiences that “what you don't see you don't know." Officers were at once dispatched in several directions for the man. The fact that he was not at his boarding bouse, but must have returned to his room from the shop and changed his clothes at some time between six ■•'clock on Saturday evening and eight on Sunday morning, was precisely the evidence that the police looked to And there, and they found It. Flannlgan's lodging mistress suld that on going to bis room to put it In order on Sunday morning at eight, the usual time, she ►aw that the hod had not been slept in. and examination showed that his every-day clothes hung In the closet while his best suit was missing from Its accustomed hooks. And he had not been seen in the vicinity since Katurduy morning, when he left the bouse for his day's work. To this In formation the police*, making a search of his room on their own account, added certain other suggestive items. A badly soiled shirt, torn up the back as If discarded in a hurry, was crowded behind the bureau: a razor, unwlped after using, nnd a shaving paper with dried lather on it. as If the shaver was In such haste that he could not stop to clean away the traces of his work, were on a little table near the khs jet: a traveling hag. which the lodging mistress asserted that he owned, was not to be found: there was no linen In "the bureau drawers. In fact, all the evidence tended to show 1 hat the man had left suddenly for parts unknown, saying nothing to any body his intended absence, taking with him what few valuable effects he possessed. If the razor remained be hind It was because in his excitement be had forgotten it. Inquiry in the neighborhood soon brought to light n man who had seen Flannlgan late Saturday night with a ►ult case and a big roll of bills stag gering from one saloon to another on the way down to the south station; and it presently being learned that Flannlgan had relatives in the little country town of Fairview, which was bis native place, the rest was easy. He was just the type of man who, having committed a crime, would Im mediately make for the vicinity of his old home, having neither sense nor general information enough to steer as widely away from that particular ►pot as possible. Connections were made by telephone with the police of Fairview. and within two hours from that time Flannlgan was undergoing examination at station live. Ho was a very muscular fellow of Origin of Dominos The origin of dominos lihs been at tributed variously to the Greeks, the Chinese and Jews, but a Parts con temporary lias discovered that the ever popular game owes its invention to the Benedictines of Mount Cassin. two of the order were sent Into lengthy retreat, and they hit upon a method of whiling away the spare time without infringing the rules of silence By George F. Butler and Herbert Itsley * M&IMU.MZL ‘7/<5 Poo?aP <smtfrz-/y£ J d//MYC///tfsfif.'" 27 years, with a face full of good natured Imbecility. It seemed evident at once to the examining officers that the man would know no better than to commit murder, and would commit It under provocation, the last thing to enter Ills thick head being the fact that be, with hlB grade of Intelligence, would not have one chance in a thou sand of escaping the penalty. He as serted his Innocence of the charge, but in a half-hearted manner, as if he was very far from realizing the serious ness of his position. He said: “If old Swartz is dead, I'm sorry. I didn't do It. He always treated me all right, and I wouldn't do him dirt. If I knew who did I'd lick him good.” "What did you go away from your room for without telling anybody of It?” “Shucks! I didn't have no time. It was most 11 Saturday night when 1 knowed it first myself. The boss, he snysr'Flanny.’ he says, 'how'd you like a vacation?' he says. 'Everybody but you and me is taking a vacation,’ he says; ‘it's the fashion nowadays,' he says. 'You go to-night, Flanny,’ he says, ‘and I’ll go when you git back. You can stay a week,' he says, 'and here's two weeks’ wages. That will do you,’ he says. Then ho counted out $26 dollars from the big roll he had In the safe —" “So he had a big roll in the safe, did he?” the captain Interrupted. "Sure! He had just put It in there —s24B. He says: 'Flanny, this is the biggest day wo ever hod, and I'm a golng,' he says, ‘to give you a vacation, ‘because,’ he says, ‘Flanny. you’re all right, and we can afford to be in the fashion.’ he says." “Well, what did you do then?” “I says if I’m going I'd go then, so's to git the 11:45 train and be home Sunday all day. So he says go ahead, and I goes—” “You went to your room before taking the train?” “For sure! I had to git my glad rags. And I started to shave, but didn't. I didn't have time." "You had time to drop Into a num ber of places on the way down to the station, didn't you?" Flaunlgan grinned slyly. by playing with square stones upon ■ which various dots were marked. While perfecting themselves, they per * fected, or rather evolved the game, i and were accustomed to frequently repent when plnying in the evening i psalms from vespers, especially the i first, that is Psalm CIX., which be • gins, “Dixit Dominus Domino meo.’’ ; When the retreat was over the game “I wouldn’t If I’d shaved,” he an swered. That ended the examination as far as It need be given here. Swartx was found hanged in his store, to which only he and Flannigan had a key, Swartz’ key was In his pocket, Flan nlgan's key was in his pocket, and the store was locked from the outside. Flannlgan had run away, and when caught had told a cock-and-bull story of a vacation, a luxury never heard- of before in connection with any employe of "Fatty” Swartz, or even |lth Swartz himself, who had been for 13 years in that store every day of his life except Sundays, and all day. The notion that he should suddenly propose such a thing to Flannigan at 11 o'clock at night, make him a present of a week's pay and pack him off at once, was preposterous —just the kind of a foolish story that a man of Flannl gan's caliber would be likely to in vent. Only one thing seemed strange to the police: What had Flannigan done with the $248? The next day after Flannigan had been committed for trial without ball a little old woman with beady black eyes, a wrinkled, yellow skin, a highly nervous manner and a very shrill voice called on Dr. Furnivall. and an nouncing that she was Flannlgan's mother said that her son was of course innocent, and as she had no money to pay a high-up lawyer and detective to prove It, she had come to him as the only thing left for her to do. Dr. Furnivall was given access to Flannlgan's cell. Ji® commanded: "Flannigan, carry your mind back to 11 o'clock Saturday night, and tell me what happened to you then?” "Why,” he answered without hesi tation. “the boss was giving me 26 plunks to go on a vacation with.” “Did you leave the store then?” “I left as soon as I put the shutters up to the front windows. The old man said he'd flx the back one.” “Was he In the store when you left?” “Yes, sir.” “Alone?” “Yes, sir.” was soon known In the convent. Then Its fame spread to the village and be-* yond. The verse was reduced to one word: “Domino," hence the name as we have received it. A Good Example. “It takes grandmother to defend any of her grandchildren when the rest of us are guying. the aforesaid grand child,” said a clubwoman. “We were all teasing and scolding Sister Mabel last night about her devotion to Frisk, her Pomeranian, when grandmother “When you went out at the door where did you go?” "To Tim Foley’s place first, and then to Randall's, and then to my room." “Did you talk with anybody in those places?” Only the harkeeps. They was hardly anybody around then. It was closing time for those shops. They ain’t victuallers.” "Did you see anybody at your lodg ing house?” "No. The lights was out and I went tn quiet. Everybody was abed.” “When you came out where did you go?” "I took a car for the south station.” “Did you talk with anybody on the car?” “I can’t think. I don’t think so." “You don't think? Can’t you say positively? What you had taken at Foley's and Randall's hadn't begun to affect you, had It?” “Well, I h’isted it in quick, and a lot of It, and my head was going some, all right.” Up to this moment Flannigan had been talking in a normal manner. The doctor’s gaze had put his face through the preparatory stages of change only. But now, from a startled, then earnest, passing to a peaceful and contented, expression, his eyes leaped to that of absorbed thought, and he continued In a monotonous voice: “I think somebody was there; some body I didn't know very well. I think I spoke to him. But I don’t remember If he said anything to me. It was an open car. and I guess he was way over on one end of the seat and I was on the other.” "Was he on your right or your left side?” “I don't know. Seems to me he was sort of behind me. I’m pretty sure I didn't see him. I sort of felt him, 1 guess, and I asked him —” He hesitated, a strange, intent, in trospective look in his blue eyes. “Asked him?” suggested Dr. Furni vall, softly. "Asked—him— what —time—lt—was” He proceeded thus hesitatingly, groping in his mind for the clew to the impression faintly traced there. *poke up quite fiercely for her and. said: 'Never mind, my dear, one of f he most famous women of her day was even more devoted to dogs than you are. This was Queen Victoria. I remember well the story told of the little spaniel, her greatest pet. He watched at home when she left In the big state coach to be crowned Eng land's queen. She was away from him longer than usual that day, of course, and when he heard the coach return ing began barking frantically for Joy. "Oh,” exclaimed the girl queen, still Then suddenly he went on in full con fidence: “No, I asked him if we had time before the 11:45 train to drop in somewhere for a little taste.” “What did he say?” “He asked me where I was going, and I told him to Falrview on my va cation. and I mustn't miss the train.” “What did he say then?” “He said there was plenty of time. So we got off and walked through Arch street to Heuizer’s, but he wouldn’t go in. He said he'd wait out side.” “Hut you went in?” “Yes.” "Was he waiting when you came out?” “No. I guess I stayed too long. I missed the train and had to go home on a freight." “You say you didn't know the man very well, but can’t you remember anything about him, any peculiarity ■about him?” “Well, he had a funny smell.” “A funny smell. What was it like?” “It was kinder sweet. He said he'd been eating something for his breath. He gave me some. too. He said I ought to have some by me, it was so good for a whisky breath.” “Have you any of It with you?” “Yes, in my vest pocket.” The doctor searched the pocket and presently found a kernel of a well known proprietary article for the breath. He chewed it a moment and then leaning toward the man so that the scent must strongly reach his nostrils, said: "Do you remember that smell?” “Sure I do.” “What is associated with it in your mind? What does It remind you of?” “Heuizer’s .hotel.” “Did you ever smell it before you were in that place?” "Why, yes; that is what Chinky gave me Just before I went in—" “Chinky? Who is Chinky?” “I dunno. He’s a feller I met some times. I dunno his last name.” “Why is he called ‘Chinky?’ ” “They say it's because when he runs to turn the switch the dimes and nickels chink in his pocket.” "Then he must be a conductor on the street cars?” “Oh, yes; that's what he is! I re member now.” Dr. Furnivall returned to the office The captain had just returned with the information that, sure enough, the key did not fit the lock on Swartz’ store. “Of course,” said Dr. Furnivall. “Now hunt up a man—a conductor on the street cars, who is known as 'Chinky.' He is your man. Bring him to me and I’ll prove it.” But “Chinky.” who was found to be a conductor by the name of Alan Westover, frightened so that he could not stand on his feet when charged with the crime, admitted his guilt at once, and there was no necessity fof hypnotizing him. He said that Satur day night after his work he had met Flannigan on a car. He told him he was going on a vacation, that Swartz was in the store with a big roll, which he was intending to take home with him, as the safe was no good, and that he (Flannigan) had brought away the store key instead of leaving it with the boss, as he ought to have done, seeing that he was to be away so long and might lose it. Flannigan was stupid, and "Chinky” easily got the key from his pocket as he helped him from the car to go to Heuizer’s, substituting one of his own in its place. Running to the store he watched until he saw Swartz removing his butcher’s frock, and while It was 6ver his head, en tangling his arms, he rushed in and choked him with a short length of rope. He meant only to render him unconscious and get the money, his hastily conceived plan being to throw suspicion on Flannigan, who would seem to have run away after doing the job; and that was why he had stolen the key. But when he saw that he had overdone the matter —that Swartz was dead—the pulley and rope dan gling down from the loft gave him the Idea of complicating the affair by making it look like suicide. So ho hoisted the body up and left it hang ing, shut the door, put up the bar, locked the padlock and went home. He had suffered the most horrible tor tures of mind ever since; had been on the point of giving himself up a dozen times, feeUng that death would be a relief to him, and now that he was taken he was glad of It. They would put him out of all his misery before long. His only excuse for the crime was that ho was a cocaine fiend, and supposed he was crazy and didn't know any better. Flannigan, released at once, went home for his vacation, this' time with out stopping on the way; and he never entered a saloon afterward. We»tover was electrocuted, after a long trial in stituted by a benevolent society in the attempt to prove him insane. (Copyright, 1909, by W. Q. Chapman.) (Copyright In Great Britain.) in her coronation robes, “there’s my little Dash. I must hurry and take off these robes so I can wash little Dash.” ’ ” The Privileged Careless Class. “Indians ain't allowed to scalp folks any more, are they, fawther?” “No. sonny, unless they become barbers." —Kansas City Times. New Yorkers Eat Many Eggs. According to the market records the consumption of eggs In New York city annually is 632 for each inhabitant. OFTEN THE CASE. Women Struggle Hopelessly Along, Suffering Backache, Dizzy Spells, Languor, Etc. Women have so much to go through In life that it’s a pity there is so much suffering from back ache and other com mon curable kidney ills. If/you suffer so. profit by this wom an’s example: Mrs. Martin Douglass, 52 Cedar St., Kingston, N. Y., says: “I had a lame, aching back, dizzy spells, head- aches, and a feeling of languor. Part of the time I could not attend to my work and irregularity of the kidney secret iona was annoying. Doan’s Kid ney Pills brought me prompt relief.” Sold by all dealers. 50c a box. Fos ter-Milburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y. HIS FATE. Mr. Dude—l was thinking how much I resemble your carpet —always at your feet, you know. Miss Sly —Yes, very much like my carpet. I'm going to shake it soon. SKIN ERUPTION CURED. Was So Sore, Irritating and Painful That Little Sufferer Could Not Bleep —Scratched Constantly. Cuticura’s Efficacy Clearly Proven. “When about two and a half years old my daughter broke out on her hips and the upper parts of her leg:* with a very Irritating and painful eruption. It began in October; the first I noticed was a little red surface and a constant desire on her part to scratch her limbs. She could not sleep and the eruptions got sore, and yellow water came out of them. I had two doctors treat her, but she grew worse under their treat ment. Then I bought the Cuticura Remedies and only used them two weeks wheu_she was entirely well. This was in February. She has never had another rough place on her skin, and she Is now fourteen years old. Mrs. R. R. Whitaker, Winchester, Tenn., Sept. 22. 1908.” Potter Drug a Chum. Corp., Solo Prop*., Boston, RIFT IN LOVE’S LUTE. Sighing Swain Meant Well, But Lan guage Tripped Him. The essential difference between the signification of words and terms in the English tongue which are al most the same in etymology and or igin is a great element of difficulty to a foreigner who is learning the lan guage—a fact to which a certain at tache of a foreign mission at Wash ington recently testified. When the budding diplomatist in question arrived at our national capi tal a year or two ago. he soon capitu lated to the charms of a young woman oi tne official set, and they speedily be came the best of friends. A month or so ago the attache returned to this country after a lengthy leave of ab sence passed in his own land. About the first thing he did on reaching Washington was to send a note to the lady of his admiration, wherein, to her astonishment and indignation, he gave expression to this sentiment: "Once more, my dear friend, I shall gaze upon your unmatched eyes.”—* Harper's Weekly. A Difference In Degree. “I Just love cake,” said Johnnie, feel ingly. “It’s awful nice.” “You should not say ‘love’ cake,” corrected his mother. “You should say ‘like.’ And do not say ‘awful’— say ‘very.’ And say ‘good’ Instead of ‘nice.’ Now see if you can repeat the sentence correctly.” “I like cake,” repeated Johnnie, “It’e very good.” “That's better.” “I know, ma,” complained Johnnie, “but it sounds Just as If I was talkin' 'bout bread.”—Everybody. Same Effect. “Cyril,” said his mother, as they sat down to the breakfast table, “did you wash your face this morning?” "Well, no—mamma,” said he, slowly, evidently casting in his mind for an excuse, “but.” he added, reassuringly, "I cried a little before I came down stairs ! ” —Delineator. JOY WORK And the Other Kind. Did you ever stand on a prominent corner at an early morning hour and watch the throngs of people on their way to work? Noting the number who were fo.cing themselves along be cause it meant their daily bread, and the others cheerfully and eagerly pur suing their way because of love of their work. It Is a fact that one’s food has much to do with it. As an example: If an engine has poor oil, or a boiler is fired with poor coal, a bad result is certain, isn’t it? Treating your stomach right is the keystone that sustains the arch of health's temple and you will find “Grape-Nuts” as a daily food is the most nourishing and beneficial you can use. We have thousands of testimonials, real genuine little heart throbs, from people who simply tried Grape-Nuts 3ut of curiosity—ns a last resort —with the result th&£ prompted the testimo nial. If you have never tried Grape-Nuts it’s worth while to give ft%.jfair impar tial trial. Remember the#e are mil lions eating Grape-Nuts &very day— they know, and we know if ypu will use Grape-Nuts every morning your work is more likely to be joy-work, be cause you can keep well, and with the brain well nourished work is a joy. Read the “Road to Wellville” In every package—“ There’s a Reason.” IS HUMAN ICEBERG SENATOR HALE THE BANE OF WASHINGTON REPORTERS. Very, Very Seldom Will He Conde. scend to Talk to Newspaper Men —Will Not Tolerate Anything Like Familiarity. Washington.—Formerly it was the practice among city editors in Wash ington, when there was a new or “cub” reporter to be “broken in,” to assign to him the task of interview ing Prof. Langley of the Smithsonian institution, on the subject of aviation. If he survived—if he came back still imbued with the idea that he was cut cut to do newspaper work —he was considered a “find” by the city editor and usually was given regular employ, meat. Langley has been dead for sev eral years. Now city editors send their news men to interview Senator Eugene Hale of Maine. If Langley was impossible. Hale is inexpressible. Langley was like a roaring lion when confronted by a person seeking in formation about his hobby. Hale Is haughty and scornful in his treatment of representatives of the press wheu approached by one of them on any subject, sometimes gave to ♦he public, through the press, some benefit of his great store of informa tion on scientific matters. Hale ab hors interviewers, even to the point of being rude to them, and It ts sel dom, very seldom, that he talks tq any of them for publication. Writers, probably, viewing theii subject from the galleries of the sen ate or from afar, have said that Halt Is of the "old school” of statesmen. Rather, Hale is of the arlstocratiq type of statesmen. Statesmen of the “old school,” tq which Morgan, Vest, Edmunds, Cock- EUGENE HALL rell and others of their contemporaries belonged, were dignified always, but they also were affable. They- had a cheerful “good morning” and "good night” for every senate employe, from the man who scrubs the polished marble floors of the private corridors up to the vice-president. Senator Hale rarely notices any per son at the capitol who occupies a lower place in the scale of officialdom than a representative. He addresses those under him when he needs them to perform a service for him, but never can It be truthfully said that he hobnobbed with one of them. Old senate employes have learned, some of them painfully, that the sen ator from Maine will not tolerate famil iarity, nor anything that approaches familiarity. It was a new member of the capitol police force that met Mr. Hale coming into the big gray build ing not long ago. “Good morning, senator,” breezily exclaimed the copper. “Man,” angrily returned Mr. Hale, “if you presume to address me again, your position will be worth nothing —absolutely nothing.” Then he strode down the corridor into his committee room, leaving out side a large man, mouth open and trembling, unable to figure out Just what sort of a breach he bad com mitted, but at the same time certain that he had done something dreadful. A certain elevator in the senate wing of the capitol has on it a sign that reads: "For members of the congress and the supreme court.” Al though not mentioned on the placard, newspaper correspondents, by cour tesy, are allowed to use the “lift.” Senator Hale rang for the elevator re cently. He wished to go from the first to the second, or senate floor. When the car stopped he stepped aboard, and was followed by a stranger. Be fore the conductor could close the door. Hale stepped out of the car, say ing to the conductor: “When you have taken this person to his destination, you may return for me.” Incidents such as these in which Senator Hale has figured are numer ous at the capitol. From the galleries the senator appears to be a fatherly person. Those who know him in timately say he is agreeable and kindly—he has few intimate friends. His record shows that he is an effec tive legislator, and he is recognized as one of the biggest men In the sen ate. Yet to the casual person with whom he comes in contact, he sug gests a human iceberg. Experienced reporters would just as soon jump Into the Potomac on a winter’s, day as to try to get a talk from Hale for publication. Not Worth While. “No, sir,” said the uihbrella manu facturer, “I shall not advertise in your paper. I’ve watched your attitude to wards my business. Last year you predicted seven clear days to two rainy days, and I don’t consider that friendly.” Its Looks. "Only a business letter,” explained the blushing daughter as she saw curi ous looks cast at her mail. “Yes,” said her father, sarcastically, “it does look remarkably like a sealed proposal.”—Baltimore American.