The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1869-04-12

saf. IN Ess victim more silently than in
the feotafspsof The dark broHed stranger.
T ecarceiy, knew how I get back to the
s.vsI sseenedFto have triumphed over
snasa and time. More like. q maniac than
a defectiye,I rushed UP to Mr.. T. and
;,nnarted, my Intelligence He was not less
is5c;ted than /. n We both felt an interest in
the beautiful girl .ss strong as if she had
been q sister. But we knew that our steps
must be wary, and our movements; secret as.
the grave. We had no common criminal to
deal with. IL not the areh-fend himself,
VS. knew she was almost as cunning The
mysterious abduction Of the actress, dis
closed quickness and sagacity st once in
genious and profound. The same subtle
spirit; we did not doubt we should have to
encounter again. It was not, therefore,
with feeling of assured success that We
prepared to enter the residence to which l
Ind traced the foreign lady. - Tr5 oLr
II was not as officers OF the law usually
20 that We went on that occasion. We em-
p1oyed rathar2 the subtle cunning and per-
feet skill Of a.many brought up to the busi-
ness. For once his nefarious art helped
him to noble deed. A life Of crime was
whifened by q single virtue. Before the
skillof this man thedoor sprung back upon
it's hinges and we stood within the portals
where the issues of this strange mystery,
were to Be decided. Silently We. assembled
the stairs. A gas fame, burning from q
globe suspended from the ceiling, flung a
mellow light along the stately corridor. at
the further end of the hall q. door opened
into 8 large apartment. We moved toward
this; and as we approached it, sounds Of
weeping struck on our ears, and then we
heard voice Of suppGcation. sorrowful
and sad the strange; sweet voice foated out
on the air. 1t vas like the wall Of broken
heart, that cry of, one in distress. s,,a, II,
sob, God is there no help; no help ="
1T thrilled to my heart. Even in that
pitiful cadence I knew those well-remem-
bered tones.4, Burdened with anguish i
knew them well, 81 6; sya5 liiW odd
In another instant the door few open be-
fore our impetuous weight, and there, in
the gloom Of luxurious room, her young
limbs fettered, yand q single garment
shrouding the wasted form, was the young
actress. We were not 8, minute two soon,
for the next instant, furious as q demon,
the dark browed woman entered the room.
It took but moment to secure her, and
then the mystery was solved.
She was the aunt of the actress = . Her
niece was heiress to fortune in France;
she removed, her own child would inherit
the wealth. 1t must be done, however, se-
cretly and silently, SO that no clue could be
found. She. had secreted herself in the
passage-w of the theatre, and taking ad-
vantage of momentary delay, had secured
her. victim. In the struggle q earring
was torn off. A powerful narcotic, sudden
resistance. She was behind the drop-cur-
tain as we rushed in. Leaving while We
we're yet in the green-room, she made her
escape along the aisle that led to the street.
This was the end. It made q sensation
at the time, but it was until now an I'M
written history Of the world Of crime in
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