The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1873-08-26
Gbe Ginres, New Bloon,flelo, 1)a.

the possession of your mistress who, as
your "wife," consented to hand them over
to me. You, too, are now my prisoner,
without the remotest probability of being
able to escape the fullest penalty of the
law. And now wish Mrs. Bruce to be
sent for. She, think, is not party to
this crime, and will be surprised to see
again her returned husband in the person
of Mr. Charles Phillips, the, for many years
past, confidential clerk of this house."
Phillips instantly stretched out his hands
to me in most pathetic manner, and be-
sought me not to send for Mrs. Bruce,
adding cit serves me right, l am ready to
confess all."-And then he began to cry
bitterly.
1t is hardly possible to describe the as
tonishment of Mr. Redding and his partner.
Never in my life have 1 seen such sud-
den change in any man as there was in Mr..
Redding.
He, who for several weeks past had been
quite broken down, stood in full vigor and
strength, firm and decided. He spoke very
few words, but these were to the point.
There was something sublime in his
scorn for Phillips.
"You hypocritical scoundrel % he said,
"you detestable whited sepulchre You
most miserable wretch, of all who ever be-
trayed the confidence reposed in them | I
am more annoyed to think that I have
allowed myself to be deceived by your
canting hypocrisy, than I am at all the loss
and anxiety you have inflicted upon me.
But, as it is in the Bible you are so fond of
quoting "With the measure that you
measure withal shall it be meted to YOU"
So it shall be. You thief You libertine
You hypocritical Sunday School teacher !"
Phillips was silent for a moment; and, as
1 considered the woman to be innocent of
his crimes, l was anxious to know what he
would say in reply to my previous remark |;
but hardened sinner as he was, he still had
enough manliness left in him to take all
the guilt upon himself He replied:
"Oh no, she knows nothing of my Of
fence. She has not misled me, and have
been brought to the position of criminal
only by my wicked affection for her. l am
indeed what Mr.. Redding called me, a
whited sepulchre, and unworthy to have
entered even any church. But, if you
insist upon it, I have now to suffer the
penalty which the law imposes; although I
wish that for the sake of my wife and
children they would release me, and so
enable me TO go and begin new life far
away from New York"
After the lapse of couple of days Mr..
Redding's disposition had softened, and he
decided to let Phillips go, on condition,
never again to return to New York. And
thus the thief, the confidential clerk of the
establishment, who so long had betrayed
the confidence of his principal in the most
infamous manner, escaped the punishment
he so justly merited.
Now how had Phillips managed to carry
on these depredations SO long without de-
lection He was cunning, crafty fellow.
He packed up such goods as he wanted
with his own hands, and then sent them
out with other things by the carrier. One
of the porters remembered that he had
often had packages for Mr.. or Mrs. Bruce
put into his charge. Then Phillips ad-
dressed the packages himself to different
hotels, to be left "till called for" as
though intended for some stranger staying
there, and SO he sent them away. Then
he used to 60 round and take them himself
from the various offices, matter in which
of course he had no difficulty, since know
ing the contents of the parcels, he could
always identify them.'
"a wolf in sleeps clothing is the title
appended to this case by Mr.. McWalters'
in the collection of experiences which un-
der the general head of "Knots united'
is, to be found in his notes; and truly an
admirably suitable title it is. But how
many more such wolves in sleeps clothing
are there not even now sneaking about
New York