The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1878-06-15

slSnI' one small but OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES
| residence, we were informed by the chatty
OLD lady who owned the 'stOre," was the
Mount, where Mr. Parkway lived. He was
! very retired, silent sort of a gentleman, she
SAID, and people thought his wife didn't have
the happlest of lives with him. He had been
married for few years, the old lady went on:
soon after relation had died and left him
! good bit of money. Before that he only
| rented apartments in the village: but then he
married Miss Dollar, who was an orphan, with
! a good bit of money, too, but quite a girl to
nun, and they went to live at the Mount At
TINS point the old lady broke suddenly off,
and said: Here they are going to the
| door Immediately, and dropping her very best
courtesy We followed her into the little
porch; and there, sure enough, was a low car
rage drawn by one horse, and in it sat a
gloomy dark man, whom | had no difficulty
in recognizing and by his side slight, very
pretty, but careworn-lOOking young woman.
| Mr.. Parkway looked coolly enough at us and
we as carelessly returned his glance, for we
were both so much changed since the Combe-
stead days that there was little fear of his re-
Numbering us.
1t seemed that they had called about serv-
ant, which the Postoffice keeper was to have
recommended, and Mrs Parkway alighted
! from the carriage to write some memorandum
on the business Parkway had never spoken.
and thought | could see in his harsh feat
ures traces of anxiety and remorse. Luther
~ had followed Mrs. Parkway into the shop,
and, as | could see from where | stood on the
lady asking for pen, he drew his gold pencil
case from his pocket and offered it, as proba-
| bly, containing better implement than any
the Postoffice could afford. The lady stared
| looked a little startled, but, after a moments
| hesitation, accepted it with q very sweet
smile. While Mrs. Parkway was engaged in
| writing her letter, Lytherly stood by her side,
and sauntered out after her. | had been
waiting in the porch, watching her husband
whose face was so familiar to me that half
| expected to see a look of recognition come
into his eyes, but nothing of the sort hap
pened. Lytherly watched them drive off,
then, turning suddenly round, exclaimed:
ITS as good as over, Robinson. We've got
| them
"Why, what is there afresh?" | asked.
Just sufficient to hang the scoundrel,"
said Lytherly. you remember, of course,
that among other things which were stolen on
the night of the murder was curious locket
which poor Miss Parkway used to wear, and
that some fragments of the chain were after
ward found.n
remembered this verywell and told him so.
VERY good" he continued % | gave that
locket and chain to the poor old girl; it was
the only valuable | possessed in the world;
and Mrs. Parkway has the central carbuncle
in her brooch now"
"Nonsense!" exclaimed, "not knowing
exactly what did say at the moment.
at is fact, he said, "and can swear to
1t. What Is more to the point, perhaps, is
that although the stone is in a strange set
ting, and no one but myself, probably, could
recognize it, yet can identify it. On the one
side are my initials, cut in almost microscop-
lcal characters. If they are there, that settles
it; II they are not, put me down as an impos-
tor, and fix the murder on me if you like
There was good deal more said after this,
but the upshot of it was that we went over to
Colchester, and laid the matter before the
authorities; when after little hesitation
warrant was granted for the apprehension of
Mr.. Philip Parkway and two officers, accom-
panied by Lythery and myself, went over to
execute it.
1t was after nightfal when we arrived at
the Mount, and on knocking at the door we
found that Mr.. Parkway was in; but his wife
was out, having gone up $50 the elderly wOm-
an that was called by the footboy informed
us) to play the harmonium at the weekly re-
hearsal of the village choir. About the only
| amusement she has, poor thing" the woman
muttered, and she seemed in very bad tenn
per about something. We said we wanted to
see her MASTER and that she need not an
nounce u.s. And, as | live, | believe that
woman guessed directly who we were and
what we had come for. At any rate, quite
/ glow of triumph came into her face, and she
pointed to door nearly opposite to where We
stood. We opened it, and found ourselves in
a sort OF large study, where, seated at a table
| reading, was the man we wanted He looked
up in surprise as we entered, and the light
falling strongly on his face, while all the rest
OF the room was in darkness, thought | saw
a paleness come and go on his gloomy feat
ures but that might have been fancy.
"What is your business!" he began but
Mr.. Banes, the Chief Constable, cut him short
81 am sorry to inform you, Mr. Parkway"
he said, THAT | hold a warrant for your ar
rest, and you must consider yourself in Gus
| tody.n
| Parkway stared at him, mechanically closed
the book he was reading, and said "On
what charge, sir?"
For murder,n says Banes; and then was
sure Parkway did turn very white. For the
murder of Miss Parkway, at Comestead, in
| 1856"
Parkway looked from one to the other of us
for few seconds without speaking; at last
| his eyes settled for an instant on LythCrly;
then turning to Banes, he said, pointing
straight at Lytherly: at was that man,
have no doubt, who set you on.'
You had better not say anything, sir"
said the Chief Constable, "but just give your
servants what orders you wish, land come with
us, as we cannot stop"
Il dare say it was he,'' continued Parkway,
not answering Mr.. Banes, but seeming to go
with his own thoughts. 6 fancied he was
dead, for what l took to be his ghost has been
seen in my room every night for this past
month. Where is my wife,"
! We told him she was not at home, and that
we were anxious to spare her as far as posi-
bic: but he gave such bitter smile, and said
"She will certainly be veXed to have had a
husband that was hanged; but she will be glad
| to be widow on any terms"
We didn't want to hear any more of this, so
we got him away; not without some little
trouble though; and if there had not been so
many of us we should have had scene; as it
was, VIC were obliged to handcuff him.
The servants, four of them, were naturally
alarmed, and were in the hall when we went
out. Mr.. Parkway gave very few directions,
and the elderly woman grinned quite spite
fully at him.
| "Don't insult the man, now he's down.
said in whisper, while Parkway and the two
officers got into the fly. Lytherly and | were
| to ride outside and drive.
'Insult him the wretch ~ she said. ''You
don't mean TO suppose he has any feelings to
hurt. He has been trying to drive my poor
young mistress, that | nursed when baby,
into her grave, and he would have done it if |
had not been here. The only excuse is, he is,
and always has been, dangerous lunatc."
We drove off, and | saw no more of her,
and never heard how Mrs. Parkway took the
intelligence
The lady was present at the preliminary ex-
amination and to her great surprise her car
buncle brooch was taken from her and used
against her husband. This examination was
on the next morning, and we obtained more
evidence than we at first expected. Not only
was the carbuncle marked as Lytherly had
said it would he, but ! had been up at the sta
ton, being unable to shake off old habits, and
had made some inquiries there. Strangely
| pnOuph the man who was head pOrtpr now