Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1866-08-03
ELLSWORTH, MAINE, FRIDAY, AUGUST 3, 1866.

versatiOn and | almost withdrew my ver-
diet upon his selfisllncss as | marked how
he shrunk when the eye of the bereaved
father rested upon him, and how vainly he
endeavorcd to appear calm at the affecting
spectacle of the haired gentlemen
forcing his quivering lips to utter the word
-"mnrderer." tremblcd much more
than myself as each of us wrung Mr..
MOrc)and's hand and departed down the
steps.
ut unnamed him." he said, stopping a
moment OH the pavement to wipe the pers-
piration from his brow, though the day
was not at all warm. II believe" he adj
ded, as'he walked along" that if the per-
son who resolves to commit crime would
reflect on all the consequences of the act it
would remain undone forever. But he does
not He sees an object in the way of his
wishes, and he thrusts it aside, reckless OF
the ruin which will overwhclm surrounding
things, until he sees the wreck about him
with it. But needn't phiosaphize before
you. Richard, who have precociously earned
that privilege of wisdom''-with that dsa-
grecable half-laugh of his-"only was
thinking how the guilty party must have
felt could lie have seen Henry's father, as
we saw him just now," and again felt his
eye upon me. Certainly there seemed no
prospect of our friendship increasing. |
would rather have dispensed with his COM
pany, while put my full energies into the
business; before me but twas quite unatu
raj that he should expect to accompany me
on an crrand in which he must have rs deep
an interest as myself Coming out of the
avenue upon Broadway we took stage
riding down as far as Grand street, when
we got out and walked to the office Of the
detective police.
The chief was not in at the moment Il
our entrance; we were received by u sub
ordinate and questioned as to our visit.
The morning papers had herallcd the mel
ancholy and mysterious murder through the
city hundreds of thousands of persons
have already marve!ed over the boldness
and success, the silence and snddcnness
with which the deed had been done. lcav-
iug not Il clue by which to trace the pcrpe-
traitor. 1t had been the sensation Of the
lav throughout New York and its cnvirons
The public mind was busy with con cctures
as to the motire for the crime. And this
was to be one of the sharp thorus pressed
into the hearts of the distressed friends OF
the murdered man. Suddenly. into the
garish light of day, beneath the pitless
gaze of Il million curious eyes, was dragged
every word. or act, or circumstance of the
life so abruptly closed 1t was necessary to
the investigation of the affair that the most
secret pages of his history should be read
out-;,nd it is not in the nature of daily
paper to neglect such opportunities for
., l.
say that no one character in ten Thousand
could have stood this trial by fire rs did
Henry MorcIand's. No wrongcd hrcln@.
open enemy, no secret intrigue, no gam
bling debts no one blot on the bright
record of his amiablc, Christian life.
To return to the detective office. Our
errand at once received attention from the
person in charge. who sent Il messenger af-
ter the chief He also informed us that
several of their hest men had gone up to
Blankvlle the afternoon to confer with the
authorities there The public welfare de-
mandcd. as we'll the interest Of private
individuals. that the guilty should be fer
rctcd oat, if possible. The apparent i'm
punity with which the crime had been COM
mittcd was startling. making every one feel
1t Il personal matter to aid in discuragiug
any more such practices besides, the po-
lice knew that their efforts would be we'll
rewarded.
When We sat talking with the official,
noticed the only other occupant of the
room who made IA peculiar impression up
on me for winch | could not account.
He was Il large man, of middle age,
with nord face and sandy hair. He was
quietly dressed in the ordinary manner of
the season, and with nothing tn mark him
from thousand others of similar APP
pcarancc. unless it was the expression of
his small, bluc-grav eyes, whose glance
when happened to encounter it. seemed
not to be looking at me but into me-. How
ever. he turned it away. and occupied him
self with looking throuh the window at the
passcrs-by. He appcdrcd to be Il stranger
awaiting, like ourselves, the coming OF the
chief,
Desiring to secure the services of the
particular detective whom Mr.. Morcland
had recommended, | asked the subordinate
in attendance, if he ocud inform me where
Mr.. Burton. could be found.
Burton don't know any ono of that
name. thnk-f may except my stage
experience wit. Mr.. Toodlcs, he added,
W ltll up ~ sunny p''S'ih :
Vision of his last visit to the theatre.
"Thcn there is no Mr.. Burton belonging
to your force :
Not that am acquainted with. lie
may be one of us, for AL that. We don't
pretend to know our own brothers here
You can ask Mr. Browne when he comes
in.'
All this time the stranger by the window
sat motionlcss, absorbed in looking upon
the throng of persons and vehicles in the
street beneath; and now |, having nothing
else to do, regarded him. lelta magnet
ism emanate from him. as from Il manu-
factory of vital forces; felt, instinctivclv
that he was possessed of an iron will and
inlomitable courage; was speculating
according to my dreamy habit. upon hi'
characteristics, when the chief appeared
and we, that is, James and myself. laid
the case before hin-at the same time
mentioned that Mr.. Morcland had desired
me 70 ask for Mr. Burton to be detailed tt
aid i'm our Investigations.
'Ah yes said Mr.. Brown, there ar,
not many outsiders who know that person
} He is my right hand, but don't let tho
left know what he doeth. Mr.. Morclan(
had his services once, remember. il
tracking some burglars who had entcret
} his banking house Poor young Morcland
: I've seen hm often Shocking affair truly
) We mustn't rest till We know more about
, it. only hope we may be of service IL
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