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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Advocate, 1895-1-31, Page 7A Woman's Crrne! ST AN ICK- ,alTRmrrvlo,. t!'abiletted by permission et the owners of the C:itiyrfeht, lootiaisurtzi.j ,CalAPTIilR 7IVV1.—CAPPTURING 00inereet- k arrktlte. The door at the heat is opened by Rob Jcel zzand, pistols ithand, o enters s the attic) room. Six men start lip at his entrance; six men who at that moment were bending over plates and dies, all the paraphernalia of a counterfeiter's. den. A little further a young woman stands at a desk, busy with soma newly printed bo- gus bank notes, and beside her sits. George Fordham, the reporter, affixing the signatures to these sante bogus bills. Rob .d:ocelyn has opened the door noise- lessly, and he enters the room with a spring like a eat, For just one second the counterfeiters are off theixguard, and thenweapons flash in the gaslight, .Rut that one second of panic, of irresolution, is the second that tolls. Rob (severs George Fordham with one pistol, and the nearest counterfeiter with another; and whil + they lay their hands upon their weapons, his voice, low and calm, says, with tolling effeet "Surrender, men, the house is guarded, 1 esistance useless ; make thefirst attempt at it and we will shoot you down where you stand. Suddenly there is a rush toward the left hand door. But -while they have been gazing at Rob Jocelyn that avenue of escape has been cut off. Four bright weapons menace them, and Francis For- rars says, sternly "Your ease is hopelois, sirs; surrender in the name of the law," The counterfeiters are bewildered ; they are seven to three, but six of the seven are covered by revolver+, held in firer hands; while they, because of the suddenness of the attack, stand, armed, it is true, but, in the face of those deadly weapons, not daring to aim a pistol. Sud- denly the.girl at the desk leans over Ford- ham ; the detectives are watching the men, they will not think of her, so she. thinks ; but one there knows her, and knows her to be as dangerous es the iercest man of the gang. She turns uickly ; she raises a pistol ; she is tak- ing .elm at the hetirt of Rob Jocelyn. ••fibs. Pomeroy." The pi to1 falls from nerveless fingers; the woman turns a white, seared face to- ward the speaker. 'I would not attempt that again, Mrs. Pomeroy. You have damaged cheers enough." It is Francis Ferraro who speaks, and his weapons are still aimed at the men. "I shall shoot you if you make it necessary. Do you know me ?" The woman uttered a cry of terror. "Yes; you are—Ferrars," she gasped. "Why are you here ?" "To take you back to England, if you make it necessary. Will you obey me, if T spare you that?" "Yes, yes!" "Listen, then. This house is so secure- ly guarded that you can escape in. no possible way. I shalldeal with you accord- ing as I find you. Come here." Like some tamed animal the woman obeyed him. "Stand away from these men and their weapons, over there. Nov, Mr. Jocelyn, shall we fire upon these fellows ?" "We shall; if they dont't lay down} their arms pretty quick," replied Bob, in his characteristic way. "GeorgeFordhani, do you surrender?" George Fordham had been sitting like an abject coward before his desk. Sud- denly uddenly he lifted his pistol, placed it against his breast and fired. There was a shriek from the woman; a murmur of horror from the now panic-stricken counterfeit- ers ; and then Rob Jocelyn moved nearer the men he had under his weapon. "Lay down your pistols, men, and hold up your hands. Quick !" They hesitated but a moment, and then obeyed him; and the remaining four, see- ing this, did likewise. In less time that. it takes to tell it, the six were handeuffed and helpless, and Rob Jocelyn was filling his capacious pockets -with the pistols of the gang. Neil Bathurst approached the bleeding would-be suicide ; he was not dead, but might be dangerously wounded. o o ded. said to "You had better go, his comrades. "I will attend to the— lady." The six men were marched down stairs at the mouth of the pistol. Hero they came suddenly upon Mrs. Rogers; she had been aroused from sleep by the re- port of Fordham's pistol, and almost be- fore she knew it, she too, was handcuffed.. They found, likewise, two men below, who had been used to circulate in various ways and places, the spurious money of the Fordham manufacture. It had scer- eely been five minutes since the shot that aroused them was fired, and they were all overcome and made captive. The servants were allowed to go free up- on being assured by Mrs. Rogers that they, were entirely innocent of anything carried on above the basement stairs. The door was opened now, and the officers who had been stationei without were called in. One of them instantly departed to summon others, and while they waited, Jocelyn and Ferrars made a thorough examination of the louse. They found large quantities of the mann {metered paper money, as well as con- siderable coin. The house was elegant in all its ap- pointments, and, but for the suspicions aroused in the mind of Neil Bathurst, while investigating the Arteveldt murder, might have prospered for years under the guise of a first-class and highly respect- able boarding house. The officer who had been sent for rein- forcements, was also commissioned to call a physician for the wounded Ford- ham. Neil Bathurst had remained be- gained beside him, and in charge oe the woman whom he had known as Nina Amain, and who had been. addressed, with startling effect, as Mrs. Pomeroy, by Far - rare. Neil was at a loss here. He knew nothing of the Mrs. Pomeroy business, and was inwardly wondering about it, when the physician and Francis Ferrars mounted to the counterfeiter's operating room. After careful :examination, the man of medicine pronounced upon Pordham's case. Ile was badly hurt, but would live with proper care. Then Noll Bathurst turned to the woman. "you Annin," he said gravely, are under arrest as one of the gang taken in this house in the very act of counter- forting. I can't help you there, if I would ; but you may be held upon other charges that will make your case utterly hopeless. This I may be able to prevent, or rather you may. "What do you mean ?" asked Mass Annin, "T mean that you aro charged with be - Another day hal passed away, and this night sots in, dark and chill. Heavy clouds are hanging athwart the sky, and heavier clouds hang athwart the lives of some who, to -night, sit in fancied se- curity, and think and dream of new crimes and fresh triumphs. Mrs. Rogers' genteel boarding-house is .aglow with lights to -night, for it is early, and Mrs. Rogers' boarders a7 e assembled in the parlor! some of them, at least; for the nice -looking young men who find the ‘"comforts" of home in the house of that. buxom lady seldom go out evenings; they have few bad habits. Down in the base- ment the cook, who is somewhat given to "followers," sits peering out through half- ' closed blinds, in expectation of seeing the good-looking young man who sells ohm.. mos, and who has given her several, nut to mention two or three wonderful pro- ductions in the way of love letters, from him, that the postman has left for her. Cook is getting quite fond of this young man, but she entertains him under dif 1- ••culties, for Mxs. Rogers does not approve of followers, and cook is forbidden to ad- mit them to the kitchen. Presently the ehrorno young man appears; she knows him through the gloom and goes to the door. They talk in whispers for a time, and occasionally the young man starts, fearing the approach of the majestic Rogers. Fle is e\elr more timid than the cook. But to -night his fears seam groundless. Cook becomes brave ; sbo even sueeests that they sit on the base- ment stairs, straight up from the street door. But the "follower" will not darie too much. The night is chill, but cook wears a shawl over her head ; . so they stand in the open doorway and eat bon- bons ; he has brought her delicious bon- bons to -night, fresh from Gunther's. But 'bonbons beget thirst ; the young man ,eats, and now and then glances out to- ward the street, and presently he is very thirsty. Will cook get him a glass of water ? ° Of course she will. She tiptoes away toward the kitchen and the young man waits in the open doorway. Scarcely has her back turned before a shadow ap- proaches the door ; it steals past the nice young man, glides up the basement stairs and disappears above. Presently comes cook with the water, and then they talk again for many min- utes. Finally the "follower" takes a farewell•sip of water, whispers a few fond words and goes; but the shadow has not come down. It grows later ; the lights begin to be extinguished above stairs, and Mrs. Rogers comes down, looks to the fasten- ings of doors and windows, and then goes up stairs and' repeats the process. Her doors aro guarded by double locks, her windows double barred. Never was house more securely fastened than is this. But the shadow is locked in. Mrs. Rogers is a very careful landlady; she goes about peering into closets, and all sorts of places, where an intruder might eoneeal himself, could he once get within these walls. But she finds no in- truder ; the shadow has disappeared. And now the lights are all out in Mrs. Rogers'' boarding-house ' doubtless the family has retired. An our passes; still darkness and silence; Mrs. Rogers and her family are, probably, now asleep. Half an hour later and then four men come silently down the street and station themselves at the ditieront doors opening from that silent, darkened house. A. few minutes more and two men pause before the door of the ill-fated dwelling fitted up by Clarence Arteveldt for his unwilling, bride ; one of these ascends the -steps, noiselessly unlocks the door, and speaks in a low tone to his companion, who instantly joins hini"; and together they vanish within. Carefully they close and bolt the door behind them, and then one of them produces from somewhere a dark lantern.. Lighted by this they mount up the stairs, then up another flight, until they stand underneath the very roof. Then, while ono holds the lantern aloft, the other unfastens the trap door, which, since the murder, and the investigations of Neil Bathurst, has been securely fastened. Then they raise the trap cautiously and one of them whispers : "Are you there, Rob ?" ' " i es," the answer comes, and they open the trap ' a hand from outside takes. it and folds it back, and then Rob Jocelyn 'ewers himself through the opening. Lire we are," be whispers; "how did eave the old woman, Jferrars?" /Perfectly calm; she never dreamed of eta' presence. Did you encounter any ,..difficulties ?" "None. The way' is clear, and the .trap is now ready to open." "Good," said N ei1 Bathurst ; "then we may as well proceed. It's all right be- low." One after another they clamber upon the roof, and then coming to the corres- ;ponding trap in. the other house they open that with the greatest ease. Then Rob Jocelyn lets himself down with tho agility of a cat, and vanishes. "It's all right," he,whispers, re -appear- ing a moment later; "they are hard at it, and have been for an hour back. Compo down, pards. Then Francis Ferraro, who has so re- -candy personated a nice young picture seller, and in this character won the con- fidence of Mrs. Rogers' cook, goes down into the dark abyss of Mrs. Rogers' attic, and Neil Bathurst follows after. Then they raise the dark lantern and look about them. It is a genuine attic, filled in withieverything old and useless. A • partition forming an L, runs across the front and left side of the attic, and the stairway is protected by stillanother par- tition. 'While they are taking these ob- eervations they can hear the low murmur of voices, and occasionally another sound, 'that causes Rob Jocelyn's eyes to flash, as if in anticipation of something refresh- ing, It is but the work of an instant to unfasten the door opening upon the land- ing of theiattic iNtairs, and then they pause between two door:t, one in front :and one to the left, as if undecided which to approach. After listening for a mo- ment, Rob Jocelyn, who seems to lead this expedition, signifies by a gesture theand ' one -oar is handr 1 left that the h then Feeneis Ferrars pits his hand to his side and draws forth a pair of re- •volvers. Neil med him- self in the same �mannerst r,aandrnow they -are rcailyt • you ready to tell all you know coneern- ing Aura Durand and her connections with Clarence Arteveldt?" The woman hesitated, and while she did .so Mr, Ferrers moved nearer • and looked in her face. "Which will benefit you most," he said, "to tell what you know of Miss Durand. and so assist the officers of jeistiee, or to have me tell what I know of Mrs. Pome- roy, and SQ insure for you a double, per- haps erhaps a life sentence ?" "If I do tell what you wish rite to, you will denounce me." "If you tell Mr, Bathurst what he wishes to hear, and if he assures me of his belief in your truthfulness, I will toll him and no other what 1 know of you. A.meriean justice shall deal with you as it will." , She turned toward Neil Bathurst, "Aro you hunting her down ?" she asked. "I am hunting down Clarence Arte - veldt's murderess. , Yon know who that is," "And -will my evidence turn the scale against her ?" "No; with or without your evidence, she will be under arrest within twenty- four hours." "Aix!" with flashing eyes, "she will come down from her stilts then. Mr. Bathurst I will answer your questions." •'Very good ; they must be answered in the presence of a lawyer and others. And now -come Miss Amain." "Come! Where will you take me ?" " With the others—to the station house." With drooping head and vanquished spirit. Nina Annin obeyed, and soon the eight counterfeiters and their two female accomplices, were marched through the bleak and silent streets, and safely lodged between stout stone walls, and behind hopeless iron bars. The doctor and two policemen were left in charge of the wounded man, who was removed to the hospital at dawn. And then, having seized upon the counter- feiter's outfit, Mrs. Rogers' boarding house was closed. CHAPTER. XLVII.—BATOtTRST'S LAST xus- And lllx. Hale seated himself, feeling in- wardly as mach astonished as he eould ever feel at anything, Ilii. Durand, the Fairlie doctor, and the English dote Ave! What could the strange .combination mean ? Neil Bathurst drew his eb:air up to the lawyer's table, and took from his pocket. a packet of papers. These he laid upon the table, and then said '1 have eoe to yell as Mrs. Arteveld's agent, Mr, Bale, and when you have heard what I have to say yon will know why 1 make this my last report, or state- moat, in her ease, verbally, end to you in her absence. Certain portions of my story are known to these gentlemen, but not the same portions, and not all that 1 have now to relate, It might be said that, at this moment, Mr, .Durand and myself represent one interest ; Mr. For rars and Dr. Austin, although strangers until to -day, another ; and yonrself a third. But I will begin. You have had my report, Mr. Hale, up to the time when Lenore Armyn escaped from me, and from Dr. Burton's Insane Asylum. Since then I have had excellent reasons for withholding any reports concerning her. I shall not now relate the particulars of event that have sinee transpired, but will simply say that Miss Armyn is found." "Fotind !" ejaculated. Mr. Hale. ."But that is good news." "'Yes, it is a matter of congratulation. Miss Armyn is found—and—Clarence Artoveldt's murderess is also found." "Of course, of course," from Mr. Hale again. "Not of course, sir, Miss Armyn and the murderess are two distinct and very different persons." "What !" "Listen, Mr. Hale, and gentlemen. When I was called upon to investigate this unprecedented murder, I found a very strong case of circumstantial evidence against this lady, all ready to hand. I saw that it was a very strong ease, and I saw, instantly, that to hint at a possibil- ity of a different actor in the drama, would be to prejudice against myself, not only Mrs. Arteveldt and her friends, but even you, Mr. Hale. When I stood be- side the body of the murdered man, and saw the manner in which death had stricken him, I knew that no girl, ignor- ant of anatomy, and unskilled in crime, could have stricken such a blow, although she may have been never so frantic, never so mad with despair, and never so frenzi- ed with a thirst for vengeance. But I said nothing of this. The verdict of the jury was the popular verdict, and it's a detective's business to produce and state facts, not opinions --especially when his opinion will run counter to the general one. "Well, I went to work. I had never seen the accused, and so could not judge of her from observation, but I' began a systematic hunting up of everybody who knew her. Even her enemies spoke some good of Lenore Armyn. She had a furi- ous temper, but was frank, fearless, gen- erous to a fault, and devoid of trickery, treachery and deceit in any form. Even those who believed in her guilt extolled her as she had hitherto been, and declar- ed themselves in sympathy with her, as her wrong had been so great. Finally I got possession of a quantity of letters written by her to Miss Seaton—school girl letters—and these endorsed what others had. said. After reading them I said this : 'Either this is an impulsive, sensitive, high-souled, high-spirited, fear- less and innocent girl—in which case she is no murderess—or else she is a hypocrite from the foundation upward, in which case she may have committed no end of crimes. Then I set myself to assure my- self whether she was the one or the other, and I freely confess that 1 never yet found a case that so puzzled and baffled me up to the very last moment. I was at times ready to declare that the girl was a monomaniac. I will not now relate all the things that so baffled and puzzled me, although they were not included in my reports, and might prove interesting. The. `crooked plans' have been made tolerably straight to me, although during my en- tire search, during my life, in fact, I have never seen Miss Arrnyn, save once, and then for a few exciting minutes only. PORT. The telegram that went speeding south- ward to James Durand brought him swift- ly back to the city. He knew full . well the meaning, of that little word "Come." He arrived in the gray of morning, the same morning that saw the breaking up of the counterfeiting gang and the arrest of the tenantry of Mrs. Rogers' boarding house. But he aid not hasten to his splendid home. He was driven to an. ob- scure hotel, and there remained for more than three hours. At the expiration of that time Neil Bathurst appeared. The two men shook hands and looked gravely at each other. "You see I am punctual," said the old man. "How goes your work, Bathurst?" "It is nearly done, sir. And how is Mrs. Durand ?" The old man's face clouded. "Bathurst," he cried, "I think I could see that she fiend hung to -day. Listen, with all our precautions she almost over- reached us. We had been gone four days when I came in one morning and found Mrs. Durand in great agony. I sent for a doctor, and then questioned the servant. What had Mrs. Durand drank or eaten ? She had eaten. nothing, the woman said, but had seemed growing worse .since she had drank the wine. What wine ? I ask- ed. Why, said the creature, the wine Miss Aura had brought the very last thing to be packed because her mother was so fond of it, and she ?night not find it where we were going. Think of it, Bathurst ! My wife all but died that night, and the physician discovered the poison symptoms. I had to tell him the whole story then. and, as soon as the danger was passed, I told my wife the truth"—here a twinkle came into his eyes. "My boy, what do you think she said then ?" Neil smiled and shook his head. "Drell, she was terribly cut up, 1 could see that, but, after she had fully contem- plated the matter, she raised herself on her pillow and said : ' James, I always said there was something queer about that girl.' Think of that, Bathurst; nothing will quench a wornan'sinevitable I told you so,' I verily believe." • Neil, Bathurst smiled in spite of him- self. "That is a woman's ultimatum," he said; "and we borrow it for our own use sometimes. For instance, I told you that your bait would set on foot a new scheme of murder. And it has." "Has it ?" queried the old man grimly, " Well, I am prepared to believe anything in that line now, and I am prepared to act too. So tell me your plans, man. I have no more scruples." "That is well . sir," replied the detect- ive gravely. "Then, if you are ready and have breakfasted, we will go to Mr. Hale's office. I have an appointment there for this morning." They drove straight to Mr. Hale's office, and as they were about to enter thebuild- ing` in which it was two gentlemen ap- proached from the direction of Bathurst's rooms, not many blocks away. These were Dr. Austin and Francis Ferrars. ing an accomplice in the murder of Clarence Arteveldt; and also of having a hand in the Durand robbery." "Whet!" The woman sprang up in unfeigned. astonishment. "I ! Mr. Bath - met, who accuses me ?" "Miss Durand, indirectly; directly, myself." .. "Miss Durand ! Dare she so much as hint sucha thing'?" "She ' lies dared., that and more. Are Dr. Austin had arrived in the city the night before in response to a despatch from Francis Ferrara, and because of the work on hand for that night had been compelled to wait untii rooming for an explanation to the strange telegram that had brought him to the city. .For more than two hours this morning he had been closeted with the English detective, and now, as he approached Dr. Austin was fully aware of the 1 ruth concerning Le- nore Armyn—of all that Neil Bathurst had done, of her identity and her present whereabouts he was fully aware. This morning for the first time he had learned that the husband, from whom he had as- sisted Lenore to flee, had been murdered on that very night. The doctor's face wore a mixed expression of gratification, wonder and awe as, fresh from the En- lishman's strange recital, he approached Bathurst. But he extended to the quail- dom John Jacob a hearty greeting, and, after an introduetiont and a few how spo- ken words of explanation, the four men ascended the stairs that led to the office of Mte. Hale. Au varainemainamturnmeminmenzerem for Infants and Children. OTHERS Do You Know that Paregoric, .atemen's Drops, Godfrey's Cordial, many so.called Soo Bthing Syrups, and. most remedies for children are composed of opium or morphine? Do Ton Know that opium and morphine are stupefying narcotic poisons? Do Ton Know that in most , ountries druggists are notpermitted to sen narcotics Without labeling them poisons r Do You Know that you should not permit any medicine to be given your child unless you or your physician igen of what it is composed P Do Yon Know that Ccstorla ie a. purely vegetable preparation, and that a list of Its ingredients is published with every bottle 1 Do Yon Know that Cartoria is the prescription of the famous Dr. Samuel Pitcher. That it has been in use for nearly thirty years, and that more Castoria is now sold than of all other remedies for children combined 1 Do Yon. Know that the Patent Office Department of the United States, and of other countries, Lave issued exehiri;+e;igbt to Dr. Pitcher and bis assigns to use the word a Castoria"' and its formula, and that to imitate them is a state prison offense Do Yon Know that one of the reasons for grantiagthis government protectionwas because CastorIa had been proven to be absolutely harmless? Do Yon Know that 35 average doses of Castorla are furnished for 35 isents,oronecentadoseP Do You Know that when possessed of this perfect preparation, your children may be kept well, and that you may have unbroken rest Well, these things are worth knowing. They are recta rY The fac-simile ww,<rtiv is oreve signature of• 'Wrapper.. Children Cry for Pitcher's Caste? nae r 'IBMIftl' nelltrami..f+`r+,' eMEX.•w. %a,'Err,•r"^d' 4tcr"�.rRas_.m - fin "When I examined the scene of the tragedy, I discoverers that the trap door opening out upon the roof' was not fasten- ed. I mentioned this fact in my first re- port, and I made O. mental note of it, for I could not divest tnyself of the idea that the destroyer ieight have entered the house from the roof." "But !" interrupted Mr. Hale. "Yoa stated in your report that you thought that theory the least probable of any." "I said, in my report, that a man might have gained the roof by means of hooks and ropes, but that it was impossible for a woman, and that this theory was, even supposing the criminal a man, a highly improbable one, If 1 had mentioned my suspicion that the house next door might furnish a chie to the mysteay, that house would have been invaded forthwith, and then we would have lost our hold upon the murderess, as well as been deprived of the pleasure of capturing and consigning to the hands of justice the sharpest gang of counterfeiters that ever infested this city. You will know what this means, gentlemen, when you read the even- ing papers. I made private in- quiries concerning the house, and resolved t to keep an eye upon its ,inmates. And—I was careful to let no word fall from my lips that might set any busy tongue to wagging on the subject of 'the house next door.' The lawyer was there to receive them, and Neil Bathurst carne straight to the point. "Mr. Hale," he said, "1 come to make to you my last report concerning the Arteveldt tragedy. And as these gentlemen are more deeply, or I might say, closely interested in the issue than either you or 1, their peesenoe is of °our• e necessary., Mr. Durand you know ' allow me to present Dr. Austin, of S'airlie the lawful guardian of the lady we gave known as Lenore Artnyn, and Francis Ferrara, England's ablest detective." ';Che lawyer greeted the strangers with elaborate courtesy, and then led. the way to h privatetlm. is sa rrC L "Hero wo have the required privacy," he said,�bowing .to Neil Bathurst end draing'forth easy °hairs for the party. "Bes cited, gentlemen," "After the inquest! as you will remem- ber, Mr. Hale, I visited the rooms, that hal. been °coupled. by Clarence Arteveldt, for years, in his mother's house. I went there to examine the papers and effects of the deceased, in the hope of obtaining some clue to the murder. In doing an act of justice one cannot always spare, even the dead ; you, Mr. Hale, and Mr, Durand, also, know something of the life he led. But it remained for these letters to reveal how entirely he was engrossed in trifling with the affections of women, of all sorts, good, bad and indifferent. 1 read through a sickening mass of billets- deux, and from the lot I 'evolved' one scrap of paper that I considered worthy of preservation. Here it is." And he took the first paper from the packet before him and laid it by itself. "Next I searched in the pockets of all the garments hanging in his closets and wardrobes, and in the coat he had dis- corded for the wedding broadcloth. I found this." He laid a second note beside the first, and then continued. "In walking about the room I noticed t e had been that he,or some c nburning papers f some sorb, and on looking closer 1 found this fragment." 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