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 "MURDERER" BLUCHER IN OXFORD

"Oxford, though you might not think so, has a traffic cop, the same as Forty-Second Street and Fifth Avenue," said Mark in the Savoy Lounge across the teacups after the excitement over his triumph in the British University metropolis had cooled down a bit. "He is a smart guy—actually remembers Holmes' visit and asked me about the old man. He spoke of him as 'Ome's, Sweet Ome's.' When you come to think of it, it's a good name, after all.

"Among other interesting things, not connected with the University, was a public house sign I lit upon at a corner not far from our inn. It showed a great warrior on a fierce charger. 'General Blucher' was written across the bottom. It gave me quite a start when I learned that on this spot, in 1816 or 1817, Blucher hollered for a drink and got it when on his way to the University."

"What did he want with the University?" I queried.

"He was crowned a doctor there after Waterloo.

"I tell you, that took me down a peg, or rather a whole row of pegs. Blucher a doctor like myself! I knew him as a foul-mouthed, cruel, pestiferous, and thieving scoundrel—occasionally lucky in the field. But now I wanted to know more about him and I have 86