Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1872-03-23

"Some snch idea has crossed my mind,
but there is no trace az vet which can
lead to the proof of it,"
awe will find il out, rest assured"
she said, "and to this end you must CO.
operate with me; and now listen to what
Ibave to say. TO night at twelve o.
clock precisely do you two visit the old
building. will be there. Ask for the
young woman who applied at nightiall to
them for shelter. Let your object be,
apparently, to arrest her.
"But | do not understand"
"But y,u will. am going there at
dark, disguised as a beggar girl. BY the
time you have come, my information
will have been collected"
81 will read the criminals secret" she
said, eff the criminal is there, however
deep in his heart he may bury it."
Strange as it may appear, made no
attempt to dissuade her from her pur-
pose. ] could not. felt as if the beau
tiful creature held over me a magnetic con
troll.
Those acquainted with the city at this
period can form some idea of the danger
of the plot we had formed. To us it
was matter of daily occurrence. But
Tor the young girl, inexperit need and
tenderly nursed, TO thrIst hersef into
the very house of the INSCRIPTIONS and
desperate wretches who were suspected
of this crime, was simply appalling. 1t
would not do, however, to go to the
place before the hour appointed for our
coming, Tor that would defeat the object
in view. 1t was therefore with many a
misgiving and uneasiness but poorly
concealed, we bided our time. But we
determined to be there at the very mo-
meni, and the clock was on the stroke of
twelve midnight when we knocked at
the door. The outside of the house
gave no sign of life within. The shut
ters were securely fastened, and no ray
Of light penetrated the darkness, but q
muffied sound of voices reached our ears,
our knocks hushed them TO whisper
There was a momentary hesitation, as Il
c. unselling together, and then the door
was opened wide.
1t was long room, dusty, and bro wn
from age. About dozen persons were
seated around, but every eve was turned
TO the door. Two men had risen to their
feet and stood in an attude which might
mean defence, before the fireplace but
the object that attracted our attention,
was young girl sitting in the corner OF
:he apartment. Her face was as dark IA
a gipsy's and the long hair hung loose
on her shoulders her dress was of poor
material, ragged and unclean. Patches
and rents had almost changed its hue
and disguised its texture. She seemed
too thinly clad Tor that cold night, and
her slender frame shivered as if from
cold as the chill air from the open door
swept IN.
"What do you want ?" was the stern
question addressed to us by one Of the
men at the fire. Before l had time to
reply, the girl sprang to her feet and
spoke instead "Arrest these men ~
Her voice was low, but her face flashing
on the light of the fire, was that of the
Nemesis hal seen that day.
There was a short fierce struggle, and
the men were in our power. The gir
then walked to place in the floor ant
touching a concealed spring lifted traI
door. She bade Mr.. |. lift the box tina
lay in the hidden place. The lid wa
wrenched off, and in it were the ole
merchants money, papers and pocket
book. With the money was found the
bill and the word "canal" written across
its back. 1t was not long before the
men confessed their crime. The old
man had been murdered and his bod!
thrown into the river.
The daughter accomplished her mis-
sion. She carried out her design anC
traced to their hiding places the proof
of the murdcrer's crime. 1t is useless
TO state what followed. Long year.
have fled since then, and the Nemesis i
yet among the living. Beautiful still
there are mauy hearts to grow glad a
her smile and share with her the JOY O
the home she charms.