Litchfield enquirer., 1878-09-26
THE GOING OUT OF ALLESSANDR0
 POZZONE.
A THRILLING STORY.

SbnN n1A AiAS0AiSictCAAty OA 4ARiAt of the month had been remarkably indictment day. It blew a gale from the south, accon, panied by occasional brilliant sunshine snd l deluging showers. As night drew on, the wind abated, but the rain was still heavy ana 1 frequent. At ten o'clock the wind sprung up again, and blew steadily from the west, Walllng ana soughing through the trees at the back o1 | Granthorne avenue. At eleven o'clock ter- | rife shower fell
 | All the basements and the ground-foor win dows were dark on the right-hand side of the avenue. On the left-hand side a light burned l in the hall of No. IT, and upon the Venetian I blinds of the drawing-room on the ground 1 floor of No. 7 shone a bright cheerful light, and from behind it came the sound of music, piano and mans voice, high tenor Hat voice; the tune and song were Robin Adair. At quarter to twelve, Mir. Frederick Mor- ley and MT. Charles Bell stepped out of 1 first class smoking compartment of tram l from town at the Herne Hill Station ana walked arm-in-arm to the end of Granthorne l avenue. While they stood moment at the | end of the avenue, MT. Bell said, 'I go in the back way when I am late." Heavy drops be- gan to fall. Another shower. What wealth CT for June! Let's get in quickly or we shall be wet through. Good night. T go in the front way" said Mr. Morley, adding, Good night" as he hastened up ave- nue in the rain, now once more falling in tor rents, and beating noisily on the windows of ! the left-hand side of the way. From the corner of the avenue to it's first house extended about fifty yards of blank wall, enclosing the garden at the back of the | house on the main road When MT. Morley reached the door of No. 8.which was his house, he gittered all over with wet in the light of | lamp just opposite his door. In No. 2, at the | other side, the light shone through the blind. | Mir. Morley fumbled in his pockets, muttered something to himself, then half aloud, "Con- found it, Eve left my latch key behind me. 1 shall have to knock them up." He rang and knocked, and drawing himself within the shell l ter of the porch patiently awaited the result. Through the beating of the rain and the the music from the cheerfully lighted drawing room of No. opposite. Partly to beguile the time and partly that those in the house might recognize his voice and be not alarmed, he caught up the tune from No. and commenced humming Robin Adair.
 For two or three minutes MT. Morley wait ed, but heard no stir within. Then he drop t6edn' ' resumed tuned Robin in 1dair in louder tone, keeping time with the instrument over across | the way.
 He heard the bell in the servants room ring, ''Now it's all right, ' he muttered: "but Matil- | da is so very nice in her notions, and so very l slow in her movements, that she'll keep me here good five minutes yet" After two or three minutes he grew a little impatient, and, to cool his haste, set up whist ling accompaniment to the music from No 7, | remarking, before he started, By love, our | foreign friend opposite does stick to poor Rob l in T"
 He had been been in all about five minutes l at his door, whom suddenly he threw up his head and listened with look of alarm on his face, as it glittered with rain in the lamp light. He listened intently. 'No, no. That was no low of a COW in her sleep It was a human sound, human groan."
 There again There itwas again confound the rain and the piano. Something wrong s,t, the back of the opposite row of houses. It must have been loud gr0an to carry so far. Confound that foreigner and his wretched pi- anO and his everlasting Robin Adair Could anything have happened to Bell Without any more hesitation Mir. Morley sat off at run down Granthorne avenue, into the Dulwich Road, and turned up the lane at the back of the houses
 Here he shortened his stick in his hand, shook it to see that it and his arm were trust worthy, and advanced more slowly.
 He reached the backs of the houses. All was very quiet and very dark He passed one, two, three doors and here was four, Mo- 7,and that interminable Robin Adair wheezing through the windowIand the rainl But nothing noteworthy or suspicious.
 Five, six, seven, eight, nine. This ought to be the back of No. 17, Bells house. Yes no doubt.
 Bells door ajar And, o God! what is this? A dead or stunned man across the threshold, as though he had had fallen the moment he entered
 "Help here Lights, say Help! Mur- der!"
 For moment all was silent save the rain and the wind, and the instrument now faintly heard by Morley. Soon afte: the cry the tune ceased, the back door of No. 7 opened, man stepped out and asked in foreign accent, "What noise is this Who called! There is no one hurt, hope!"
 Morley heard the voice md called out, 'Yes, come here, sir, and help me. fear he is dead"
 Where are you2"
 "At Mir. Bells back gate Come and knock his people up. For heavens sake, come. won't leave him lest the villains come back. can feel the blood Feel, it is warm and salt"
 By this time the foreigner, ''hot and salt Leave me to mind him. | do not know his
  fear of anyone coming back. It seems to be his head that is hurt Poor man, hot and alt. So it is. You are right, sir. Go at once, will stay. Go with speed"
 In short time Mir. Bells household con- sisting of a son and daughter and maid-servant were aroused, the wounded man was carried into the house by MT. Morley, Sig. Cordella, the foreigner, and MT. John Bell, son of the victim. A little later came surgeons and the police. The doctors gave little hope the jun for of the two sat up all night and in the morning, at six o'clock, Mir. Charles Bell pass ed away without having one moment of con- SciousneSs.
 Next day, that is on June G. the inquest was opened, and the facts disclosed were briefly these:
 MT. Morley, the last person known to have seen the deceased before he had received the fatal blow, described his parting from the mur- dered man, how free from all suspicion of dan- ger to his friend he was, for, while waiting for his neighbor, Sig. COrdella was playing. and was whistling it, when his attention was at- tracted by the grean. How he ran round to the back lane, found the injured man, knew Sig. Cordella was up, and called for help How the Signore came and supported the injured man until further help arrived, and they car ried the dying man into the house.
 Next came Slg. R0OertO Oordella, of No. z, a native of Italy, who swere that toward mid night on the 4th, he being then enjoying some music, heard a cry from the back of the houses and going out, found matters as described by the former witness. Sig. Cerdella had lived only few months, about five, in Granthorne avenue, during which time he had had no in- tercourse of any kind with deceased. Witness was retired music master. Did not remem- Der ever seeing deceased, This was partly ex- plained by the fact, that, as rule, Mir. Bell came home late of nights, and, as the last wit ness swore. usually went in the back way, as Qp the night of the murder The witness said he had been greatly shocked and shaken by the melancholy occurrence
 The medical evidence was simplicity itself. Deceased had died from injuries to the back of the skull. Two blows had been inflicted
 The evidence of the police followed:
 The stone produced by them was one of many similar in the lane. They had found nothing else of any consequence. There were upon the clothes of. Mir Mnrlev and Sig Cor