Middletown transcript., 1870-07-23

dagger, the same which the detective had
discovered.
Boggs remained few days in the neigh
borhood, quietly observing every circum-
stance, and then suddenly disappeared,
and in about a fortnight as suddenly turn
ed up again, with Joe Smith in his custo-
dy, who was lodged in Jail.
One day after he had been in Jail about
a week. Boggs entered his cell and ex-
claimed pleasantly:
Zone night more and you are free
mani"
Well, Tn glad of it, replied Joe,
&c for I'm beginning to feel sick of this
sport. 1t isn't enough to be knocked
over the head, and then confined in lu-
natic asylum, and after Pm fortunate e.
nough to get out, get arrested on
charge of murder, which didn't know any
thing of until my arrest" added he, good
humoredly.
"You ought to thank your lucky stars
you got out safe. You came within an
ace of being sent to that bourn from which
no traveller returns" replied the detective,
laughingly.
g Have you all your proofs of their
guilt 2" inquired Smith.
leave that to me-" returned Boggs,
with evident satisfaction, turning to leave
the prison.
On the next day, Boggs, in company
with constable, was seen going in the
direction of "The Elms." Pulling the
bell, he was soon admitted, and shown to
the sitting room, where Randolph and
Mrs. Edison were engaged in low con-
versation.
"How dye do ?" exclaimed Boggs, en-
tering without any preliminary knocking,
accompanied by his companion.
Randolph and his companion started as
if struck by stroke of lightning, but re-
covering their possession, found tongue
to answer him.
81 beg your pardon for coming in in
this way, but you see business is busi-
ness" explained Boggs, blandly.
Randolph merely inclined his head.
"Would it be asking too much to in
quire what your maiden name was asked
Boggs, suddenly addressing himself to
Mrs. Edison.
She looked at him inquiringly, and the
muscles about her mouth worked nervously
Rauno," replied she.
"Ah, yes. Well, there is one little
circumstance about this case that I'd like
to inquire about. I suppose you didn't
hear any carriage or anything stop before
the house on the night of the murder, did
you?" queried Boggs.
We stated once before that we did
not" interposcd Randolph, with a malig-
nant glitter beaming in his eyes.
"Well, you see, didn't know but that
you'd forgotten it. People is likely to
forget such little things when they get ex-
cited, you know"
"Is that all your business with us?"
asked Randolph.
"There's one thing more I'd like to
ask" returned Boggs "Did you ever
see these things before 2"
The detective suddenly produced the ar
ticles he found in his examination on his
arrival.
Had a cannon ball passed through the
apartment at that instant, it could not
have produced greater effect than that
action.
"Where did you get them ?" almost
shricked the woman, her face of livid hue
Where you hid them after you mur-
dered your husband" calmly replied the
detective.
Her eyes suddenly cleaned like burn
ing Goals when she found herself betrayed
She moved her hands nervously in the |
direction of her bosom, and before Boggs
had either time to divine her intention or
arrest her, there was sharp report of
pistol, puff of smoke, and the foiled
murderess fell to the earth corpse.
In the meantime, Randolph had fur
lively moved in the direction of the door,
but the constable had anticipated him,
and he was forthwith arrested, tried for
completely in the murder of his uncle,
and the proof being SO conclusive, he was
found guilty, and eventually expiated his
crime on the scaffold Little more re-
mains to be told On the night of the
murder, Joe Smith, in returning to the
tavern, on arriving ut a spot on the road
where clump of trees cast a shadow a
cross the path, was knocked over the
head, but not before he recognized the
features of Randolph, and on regaining
his consciousness, found himself an inmate
of lunatic asylum, from whence he was
taken by the detective.
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