The Sheridan Road Mystery

. One realizes, of course, that these are not homes of wealth, but they have a comfortable, substantial look, which somehow conveys the idea that those w

lice Station, a short distance away. After his promotion to the detective force, he remained here because of the convenient location. The elevated railroad had its right of way

ses. A glance at the titles showed the owner's inquiring and investigative turn of mind. His interest in his profession was also indicated by several volumes on criminology, and even popular detective stories of the day. In the center of the room was a commodious table with a large re

selected from a row of about ten that were hanging on a nearby home-made pipe holder. This might be said to be an eventful day for Dave Morgan. Only the day before, he and his partner, Detective Sergeant Tierney, had c

ed, pleasant faced littl

's the morning paper. You forgo

ted to forget all about the world this mo

t there was a big murder on Sheridan Road last night.

he paper and glanced quickly over the glaring headlines an

encies into which his work might lead him. His face had none of the hardened sharpness that usually marks the detective. In fact, although he was nearly thirty, his face still had a boyish lo

ly received the notice just before going to press. Anyway, there is seldom much mystery

affectionate pat on the head, she went to her housework, while Morgan took a book from one

s caller, but the detective's face lighted up with interest. The instant he replaced the

ned me that they have the biggest case for me

e room. "Can't you even wait for

says we cannot lose a minute in getting started. I'

around to the elevated station. Fifteen minu

ng his hand toward a chair. "I've got a

Morgan, but there was a murder on Sheridan Road last night-or early, this morning, to be exact-that has put a real mystery up to the Department. It'll need a man like

ere were no details, however. The notice probably caught the last edi

ies of these two men, and the discovery of a blood stain on a rug in a supposedly empty flat, not another thing has been found. The body is missing, and there is no trace of how it got out of t

the typewritten

was upset, and there were no signs of the struggle, said to have taken place. Another peculiar thing is that the police even overlooked the bloodstain until the tenant who had heard the shot called their attention to it. Tierney tried to get some more details this morning, but you will find from his report that no

k after he had turned in this report. He may have found out

a murder committed here. With this tenant, Marsh, and a patrolman, getting into action so soon after t

el

now there wa

en if there wasn't an actual murder, SOMETHING OF A CRIMINAL NATURE WAS PULLED OFF IN THAT F