A Pea Soup (Coló.) man carne to Denver a day or two ago, firm in the belief that he had unwound a great mystery. He called on Chlef Farley first. "Say," was the inquiry, with quite a display of confidence, "was that Luetgert mystery ever soluted?" "I think not," replied the chief; "there is still some doubt as to the sausagemaker's guilt." "No, there ain't now any more," exclaimed the denlzen of Pea Soup, as he pulled a piece of paper out of his vest pocket. "There's a diamont set I diskivered in some sissage the other day, and the meat market man told me he got the stuff from Chicago. If thar be any reward I am here to claim it." The set referred to was evidently a piece of glass, but the countryman insisted that it was out of a woman's earring, and a gem of the purest ray.