CHAPTER IV.
WAS IT A CONFESSION?
The city of Grandon was only a few miles distant from Ridgewood and connected by rail. It was a small city of mushroom growth, as is characteristic of many Western towns.
It was here that the engineer August Bordine resided.
He was well to-do, supporting a widowed mother, giving her a comfortable home from his earnings.
About a week after the tragedy at Ridgewood as Bordine was walking down the street his eyes was attracted by a poster on a dead wall near.
He paused and read: