"How I did it," ([c1922])

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Mostly About Ideas came diffused to the eyes of all, except one. That one was a tough-looking greaser, who had a rather bad reputation in that vicinity and had served a portion of his life behind bars of a much different nature. This greaser stood alone at one end of the room and kept his gaze fixed on the prospector and the gold which he flourished from his belt. The bartender was conscious of the Mexican's interest, and he noted that when the prospector staggered out the greaser soon followed. The next morning the body of the pros- pector was found in an alleyway near the saloon. He had been foully murdered. The bartender's suspicions were aroused and he recalled the interest manifested by the Mexican the night before. The Mexican was arrested and convicted on circumstantial evi- dence. While the Mexican was awaiting trial he spent most of his time drawing pictures on the wall of his cell in the San Bernardino jail. The jailer paused before the door of his cell one day and was amazed as he discovered a