Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1869-07-22
Vol. XV. Whole No. 755 No %.

"tuout thinhtHg OF the fearful con
sequences, he had fred. and his usual
~ steady hand had not trembled wher
firing. Even in anger good sports.
man does not lose his habit of aiming
at the heart of his game-a fearful
habit Perhaps the forester, after the
deed had been accomplished, quickly
and in much alarm left the spot, but
fear and remorse might have induced
him to return TO the fatal place. 1t was
no secret that he and young Burns were
rivals and had been quarrciling Was
II not probable that he would be sus-
pected on the corpse being found? In
order TO put the authorities on the
wrong track he had perhaps then re-
turned and plundered the BODY. 80 that
robbery and not revenge or wiiful mur-
der should seem to have led 10 the per-
petraflon of the crime. Who would
suspect that he had killed Burns to rob
MN Hurrying away from the spot. he
had avoided the usual road for fear Of
meeting any body and ran home through
the thicket; was not every inch of
ground in the forest perfectly known 10
him1 On the way he had opened the
pocket-book. taken out its valuable con-
tents, and thrown 1t away: how easily
could its possession lead TO his being
suspected and detected? He thought OF
acting wisely and committed a folly; it
was the secret power OF the criminal
deed which betrayed itself.
Thus the judge endeavored TO exnlaip
how the deed had been committed
There was nothing impossible or inn
! probable in IT, He recalled to his mind
that he had not seen Hill since that
eventiul day, though formerly he used
10 be IN town pretty regularly every
evening. Was 1t bad conscience that
kept him away?
More and more the conviction that
mn was the murderer gained ground in
MS mind, and he resolved to bring him
at once to trial; TO prove his innocence
would not be very difficult for him if he
had not sommitted the murder.
foiice captain Dcrnev entered the Of
nee Dorney was man of middle
hcight, with pale and everyday face.
HIS upper lip was covered with a snail
darh-coIored mustache; but his ewes
I were very expressive, full of life and
animation, thev gave unmistakabe evil
! dence that their bearer was a man with
firm character. Nothing escaped those
I eyes, they did not merely glance al
/ things, but seemed to penetrate every
| object they rested on. One glance was
often sufficient to reveal all he wished
| 70 know. Nobody who did not know
4 hIm would have taken him for what he
really was-one OF the best officers of
/ the force. He was not more than twet,-
1 ty-six years Old, but he already held the
rank OF captain. His energy and en-
pacity alone had made him rise so fast.
| whenever something had to be done
/ requiring great delicacy and smartnes-,
| MS services were put into reouisitiou.
ana ne was sure TO do Ii well. He was
| possessed ot such sagacity. energy. and
/ perseverance, that neither time nor cir
cunstanees could prevent him from pur-
suing the plan he had formed. No OBJ
stacies daunted him: aud he never
/ thought oi rest when he lancied himself
| near The object OF his pursuit But this
lhcessant activity had its pernicious el-
/ iect on the irame, hence he often ap-
| peared sicklv and sluggish.
Dorney had been especially intru.ted
WIN the task of discovering the mur-
derer OF young Burns, and ever since
the day on which the crime had been
committed he had known neither rest
nor quiet. He had Travelled good deal
| about. had been on his feet night and
DAY had used all his acuteness, but
hitherto ali IN vain. This want of sue
/ ces1 ann"yed him a good deal; but.
though iatIgucd he was, whenever
/ new ldea, new conjecture struck him,
/ he ielt fresh life III his veins. and he set
/ % work again.
Aiter saluting the judge, Dorncv
hrnnnad inf. oh,
| ny legs can hardly carry me much
longer he said; another such muir
/ der and am done for; it worries INV
| iiie out III TINS matter NV understand
| ing Is at stand-stili | have left moth
ing untrled, nothing unsearched. By
Jofe, Judge believe the whole story
y q notion. Burns IS neither killed nor
robbed. He had nothing about his
person but that little kew, and fell on
his way TO Moortield over some obsta-
Gle i'll the road, and hurt himself. which
caused the hole in his heart. | think
that is it, and YOU must confess that a
man can die OF such a wound without
being shot, and we poor creatures are
hunted to death for all that. Since ye.-
terday noon have not had an hour of
rest, have not been able 10 sit down a
single moment. | was following a fell
low who appeared TO me suspicious and
could not catch him. To dav | sue
ceeded in finding him, and instead OF
rogue got an honest dealer in cake
moulds and ra raps. This confounded
murder will certainly kill me- You
better believe me, your honor, Young
Burns had an unlucky fall and was
killed by that"
Tine judge had quietly listened to him
and smiled. He knew the man: though
almost worn out with fatigue, his good
humor seldom left him.
Aud how did the bullet get into his
hearth he said smiling.
The bullet. the bullet!" Dornev re-
piled; "Ah. yes, did not think of it
| shall talk TO some medical man and
ascertain whether il is not possible that
Burns swallowed it in former wears
Don't you think it possible! have had
to swallow bigger things already than
such little bullet. You better leave
me the pleasant delusion that the whole
thing happened as | tell you: willing
ly give up the ten thousand dollars"
~ ou had better not, nv good sir
replied the Judge: ''the murdered per-
son had something more about him than
the Key. Look at this; here is the port
folio which belonged to him."
As il struck by lightning, Dorney
sprang to his feet. Every feature of his
face seemed TO receive new lie, and his
body was elastic as ever.
Where did you get it2 where did
you g1t it!' he shouted, taking the
pocket-book in his hands. sit is the
one. Some weeks have been hunting
for it, and did not find it. Speak, your
honor, where did you get it?'' The
judge hesitated Intentionally; the Of
ficer's impatience greatly amused him
"You have often said," he replied,
THAT Madame Justitia was good for
nothing without her faithful servants of
tho polico farce now yau 600 for your-