Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1868-11-12

impression bad fixed itself on the
minds ef both of US. iaigi6u
With this indefinite clue, and
with nothing but our own impress
ions to guide US, we set oGt in
; search of the homicide. Il will
not repeat to you how we haunted
that house, how futile our inqui
ries resulted. Yetour hearts were
in the work, and professional pride
as well as human sympathy spur.
red us on incessantly.
! Among the Jewels usually worn
by the unfortunate girl was an
antique ring; it was opal, heart.
shaped, and had attracted much
iattention. / had never seen one
like it; no one else ever had with
whom l talked. / instituted IN
quiries about this ring secretly,
but incessantly. i felt thatif we
ever hit upon clue this ring would
afford the means. Imagine my
surprise, had almost said conster-
nation, when one night l saw a
ring Identical to this cleaning on
/ the jeweled hand of a woman in
the theatre. Ny eyes never wan
dered from it once during the even
ing. The blood almost burned
along my veins as | saw that jew
ell fash in the gaslight | needed
no proof to assure me that it was
that once worn by the murdered
girl. sa "a ia '4 n liil.
Sitting by the side of the wo-
man was a young man fashionably
attired, bnt wearing on his face
the stamp of vice. | knew him
well. A swindler and adventurer,
he had been suspected of even
greater crimes. His companion,
therefore, could not be above sus-
picion. felt that | was on the
trail, and | meant to follow it, as
the sleuth hound follows that of
/ the deer.
Notwithstanding my anxiety |
felt that ny. course must be eau
tious, and my movements Stealth
ly as fate. One false move and all
will be. lost. No photographer
ever put uponivory more ineffaca-
Bile impressions than my mind
took Of those two faces. I / watch
ed them, as they left the theatre,
nor did | lose sight Of them un-
til the door of their residence shut
behind them.
I'm less than an hour Mr.. T.
and myself were again at the house.
We had formed a plan and al
though late determined to put it
into execution. We rung the bell,
and when the servant came, desir-
ed him to show US to the room oc-
cupied7 by H and the wo-
man whom he attended to the the
atre. He hesitated-began to fal
ter an excuse, but Mr.. L put a
pistol to his head and sternly de-
sired him to lead the way. In a
moment more my foot had dashed
open the door-and seated at the
table sump.uously feasting was
the fellow and his mistress.
1t is useless to relate the scene
that ensued. The prisoners were
secured, the ring on her finger re-
moved, and much more of the poor
girls jewelry found in her trunk. |
To save herself, she betrayed the
real culprit.1 The man H had
been the real lover of 1.-The danseuse.
In her young girlhood he had won
her love and had betrayed it.
Growing aryof charmsith had
ceased to please, and -maddened by
importuuities to right her wrongs,
he had committed the fatal deed.
Possessing himself Of her jewe!ryI
and money, he fled, rightly conjec, I
turing that the crime would be
laid to the door Of a burglar. His
agency, however, In the dreadful
act, was pointed out, and he stood
before us a self convicted criminal
Bg some crook in the law he es-
capped punishment, and is even
yet in the city. But the scorn of
men is upon him, and some day a
retributive justice will overtake
him. Over the tomb Of the ac-ii
tFess the green mould and the
grass have grown for long years.
The form once SO beautiful, is DUST
bit her sad fate and early death
give to our memory thonghts' as
sad as grief for friend. >