"I don't know a great deal, but if I can tell you what you want to know I shall be happy to do so." "Thank you," replied Everman, as he produced a couple of fragrant cigars, and handed one to Mr.Black.

"My name is Everman; I am a salesman for a city house, and am a neighbor of your brother-in-law, Newton Edwards.

I have a message for him from his employer, and want to find out where to address him.

I understood he had come to Woodford, and was informed at the hotel that I would be apt to learn from you whether he was in town." While he was speaking, he watched the countenance of the locksmith carefully, and as he mentioned the name of Edwards he noticed that the cheerful smile disappeared from his face and was replaced with a heavy frown; this remained but a moment, and when Everman finished speaking, he promptly and pleasantly replied: "I cannot tell you, I am sorry to say, where Mr.Edwards is at present, for I do not know myself.

I only know that he was in Chicago on Saturday, a week ago, and at that time he stated that he was going to Milwaukee and St.Paul; whether he did so or not I cannot tell you." "I understood from his employer that he and Mrs.Edwards contemplated stopping in Woodford for a few days before he started upon his business trip." In response to this, Mr.Black stated to the detective, after much hesitation, but believing he was speaking to a friend, that on the Saturday mentioned, he had received a telegram from his sister, who was the wife of Newton Edwards, requesting him to come to her at once.