Capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1919-1980, December 21, 1929, Page 6, Image 6

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    PAGE SIX
THE CAPITAL JOURNAL, SALEM, OREGON
SATURDAY. DECEMBER 21, 1929
LITTLE ORPHAN ANNIF Possession
By Harold Gray
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Chapter 30
A CLOUD LIFTS
The tall form of the ah f riff wu
standing on the veranda when
Peggy answered the knock.
, "Hello. Come in and sit down."
Peggy piloted the sheriff to the
most comfortable ehair in the room
and placed before htm her uncle's
choicest elgars. She sat down close
at hand.
"How come you are all alone?"
Beach asked.- "It's getting kind of
late, 'most six. Aren't you uneasy,
aUying by yourself?"
"Julia went for the mall." Peggy
paused and looked around; where,
was Julia? 8he should have re
turned at least a half hour before.
"It is not so lonesome as you
think, she added; "Mr. Evans
comes over ofter, and Jim, her
pause was intentional "his son."
Beach loked puzzled for an in
stant. "His son," he repeated; then,
with dawning . Intelligence: "Oh,
you mean Obadiah' stepson, Jim
Sinclair."
Peggy sat very still. Her heart1
was pounding against her ribs and
she felt half suffocated. So that;
was it! Behind her quiet eyes re-!
carding the sheriff so steadily, heV
thoughts were in a turmoil.
So Jim was, in reality, the man
she had come to regard with such
bitterness. The cad. to deceive her
sot But even as her blood reached
the boiling stage, she was fab
enough to admit that perhaps it
was a case of self-deception; she
had accepted Jim as Obadiah's son I
and no one had corrected, that lm- !
pression. But was it honorable not
to have told her? Perhaps Jim kept
quiet to save her embarrassment.
"Mrs. Sinclair was from around
these parts," went on Sheriff Beach,
remlnlscently, "And when she was
letf a widow with two small child
ren, she came back to the old farm.
Obadiah and she had been boy and
girl sweethearts till she went off
to live with some rich relations
down to New York.
"By and by she married Oba
diah, but only lived "bout five years.
Obadiah wanted to adopt both
children, but the New York cousins
took the little girl."
Beach wagged his head reflec
tively. "Obadiah gave JJim a wonderful
schooling; he sacrificed 'most every
thing for that boy."
As he rambled on, Peggy strug
gled to readjust her viewpoint. Jim
was Jim to her, his parentage of
no moment. If the wealth which
she had hoped to share with him
was to have been his by the pro
vision In her uncle's will In case
she did not fulfill the stipulations
therein, why she was the more,
deeply glad. Generous to a fault,!
Peggy's heart rejoiced
"About the gun." !
Beach spoke more briskly as he
reached the object of his call.
"Here 'tis. I Removed the cart
ridges for safe handling," and
handed an automatic pistol .to Peg
gy. Peggy missed the sheriff's kindly
meant. If tactless, sarcasm and the
faint twinkle in his eyes, her atten
tion being entirely centered" on the
weapon in her hand. It was Iden
tically like her uncle's, but the
wording on it read, "Model 1911
U. 8. Navy."
She caught her breath, then
smiled; of course. It would have
"V. 8. Navy" stamped upon it did
It not belong to Jim and he was in
the navy; at least, she had found
the gun she had used that fateful
night In Jim's pocket presumably
he had picked It up by mistake for
his. She must tell the sheriff the
comedy of errors and give him the
weapon with which she shot Edgar
Stanton.
"This is a .35 caliber pistol," she
said, noting the further wording on
the automatic, and she put out her
hand to open the table drawer
where she had put her uncle's pis
tol; "while"
"Sure," broke in Sheriff Beach,
mistaking the cause of her hesi
tancy. "And the bullet found In
Stanton's heart was of .55 eoliber."
His eyes traveled upward to the
top of the stairs and down to the
spot whew Stanton's body had lain.
"You're a dam good shot, Miss
Prescott."
Peggy heard not a word that he
said after his first sentence. Her
extended hand dropped to her side.
Twice she strove to speak before
she found her voice.
"You say the bullet that killed
Edgar Stanton was of V caliber?"
she faltered, through lips grown
khastly white.
"I do." declared the sheriff firm
ly, his surprise manifest.
Was the girl trying to cook up
some technical defense to prove
she had not killed Stanton? If so,
he must be on his guard.
"I was present when the bullet
was extracted by the surgeon per
forming the autopsy, and U fits
that pistol.1
"Was was there no other bullet
In Lieutenant Stanton's body?"
"None; and no other 'wound,"
crisply.
Not liking the trend of the con
versation, Beach rose with abrupt
ness and reaching over took back
the pistol from her. aerveless hand.
"Well. I must be going," with
scrutinizing glance at her. "Your
signed confesstow Is on file In the
court house" still she made no re
ply and the sheriff, considerably
puzzled, walked over to the front
door.
"I'll call again. Miss Prescott.'
Peggy's outstretched hand again
sought the drawer where lay her
uncle's .45 caliber automatic pistol
which she had shot at Stanton a
.45 caliber pistol but he had been
killed with a J5 caliber bullet.
Then she hadn't killed Edgar
Stanton! She wasn't a murderer.
But her joy was of short dura
tion. The bullet fitted Jim's pistol.
A word from her and he would be
implicated!
Driving away from the lodge,
Sheriff Beach stopped his car at
Echo Farm and from the seat of
his car parked In Mohawk Lane,
called to Obadiah Evans.
"Can't come in," he hollered. In
answer to the farmer's cordial In
vitation, megaphoned through his
cupped hands as he stood on the
front porch of his house; then, as
Obadiah came closer; "I declare to
gracious, I forgot to ask Miss Pres
cott if Sundown's been there lately.
He wasn't at his camp, though I
spent a couple of hours on Blind
Man's Bluff, thinking lie might show
up."
Obadiah rested one foot on the
running board and his elbow on the
door of the touring car.
"Did you take her the gun?" he
asked, and, as the sheriff nodded,
"Oot it with you. or did you leave
It at Yew Lodge?"
Beach regarded him indignantly.
"Do you think I'm such a fat
head?" he demanded with some de
gree of heat. "No, X didn't leave
such evidence with Miss Prescott;
it's here in my pocket."
"Lets see the pistol?'
"What for?" belligerently.
"I thought maybe I'd like to
know why Miss Prescott asked to
see It."
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