The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1870-02-08
HUNTING A MURDERER.

upon my door.
had been on duty late into the
morning and hence kept my bed later than
usual. BY the time my wife had reached
my room | was up and half dressed. She
told me that Inspector Startling one of
my brother detectives, wished to see me-
hurried down, and found him pacing
to and fro across the room in II state of
considerable excitement.
"Ah, Goff, we've got some work on
our hands" he cried, the moment he saw
me. There's been murder-a strange
one-by Newgatc Market. And come
along, and will tell you as we CO."
As soon as we gained the street, Start
ling resumed:
Last evening one of the butchers
packed box Of meat to 90 off to-day,
but this morning he changed his mind
and concluded to unpack it, as there was
some doubt of the stuff keeping. When he
removed the cover, he found the body of
a man cut up and slowed snugly away in
place of his meat, and the latter article
was afterwards found in a neighboring
cellar"
| asked if the butcher was not suspec-
ted.
"No," replied my companion. eve
knew it could not have been he, for his
time is all accounted for; and, besides,
his character is above suspicion. No !;
some one who knew that the box was
packed to go off this morning, must have
taken advantage of the circumstance,
and thus hoped to gain time to escape,
or perhaps to have the blame upon another,
1t was an old man who was murdered
and it was evidently done for revenge"
Why do you think so?" l asked.
Because his watch and some money
were found in his pocket"
We overlook party of men at this
juncture, and ere we had time to converse
much more, we had reached Newgate
The box was in small office.
Our first object was to find if the re-
mains could be Unidentified, but in this
we failed entirely.
The next day, news arrived that a
human head had been found in small
pond in Epping There might be clue,
and | was finally set upon the track. 1t
was late in the morningHwhen started
taking the saddle for my seat, and reach
ing Epping at midnight. | found the
coroner and with him examined the
human head !; it was the very one--I knew
it by the grey hair, and the manner in
which it had been cut off.
My next movement was to obtain
suit of laboring mems clothes, which my
host procured of fellow who was at
work in drain in his garden. I then
made my own clothes up into snug bun
die, which tied up in an old cotton
handkerchief, and having swung it upon
stout oaken staff, started off upon the
Waltham Abbey road, and reached
Hatfield at noon the next day.
1t being near dinner time, 1 sat down,
q few minutes, in room fronting a
street where there was brick building
in course of construction; the walls had
been raised above the second story win
dows, and half dozen men were engaged
in carrying up brick and mortar for the
masons. For some reason-I can not
tell why-I watched these operations
with great curiosity.
Finally l noticed one man who often got
in the way of others, and whose move
ments were strange and erratic. No one
else might have seen this as l did, it ar
rested my attention in moment.
Sa id ," There's my man."
sat and watched him for about ten
minutes l saw that when he set his hod
down, he did so with a nervous jerk !;
and when he started off with the load
upon his shoulder, he not only moved
away too quickly, but he assembled the
ladder with speed unsuited to his work
No hod-carrier ever moved so before.
also observed that when any one ap-
preached, he started, and looked at them
in a way any thing but natural.
waited to see no more; but having
thrown my buude over my shoulder, and
seen that the dirt had not been rubbed
off my hands, l started out and walked
up to "my man."
Do you find work hard here ?" 1