The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1878-06-13

: It seems he had been 20 India, an
2 got sDme promotion after three year:
y service and hsd the good fortune [
= save his Colonel from drowning, OF
G what WAS more likely ia those parts
= being taken down by = crocodile, IN
e der circUm stances Of eZtraOrdinar
I bravery. He do not tell me this las
bit, but heard 30 siierEaTd. Lyth
D a-iy Wsz also = wonderful sWimme!
: and / remembeTei his taxing a prizl
: at London. The eXertiOn CT the wet
D ting brought on q fever, AID lie wa.
: recommended for his discharge, TIT
4 Colonel behaved most libeTe!ly. Bu
, what was the best OF al, the old Eel
D low who kept the bauteeu 81 the sta
! tiOn died about this time, and Lyther
: ly had been cOuTting his daughter fo
I q good bit, more to the girls sajisfac
I ton than thst OF her father: so ther
: they got married and came 10 Eng.
e land, and he was tOlerabiy we'll of
! he naturally talked about the Com.
Destead murder, and said frankly
: enough that-except the people with
whom he lodged, and they were sus
) pected, he said, Of peIjury-ht
thought was the only person in the
town who did not believe him guilty
Of the murder.
"But murder will out, Mr.. Robin.
.. sCu," be said, "and you will see thii
will be found out scme day"
"Well, / am sure | hope IL will, Mr.
; Lytherly," I answered him. "But as
as for murder will out and sll that
l don't think you will find any police,
man or magistrate who will agree
with you there and there was less
to help US when you had got out of
the scrape in this Com mbestead business
than any affair | was ever concerned
in"
81 don't care" he says; sit will
come out, Mr.. Robinson. dream OF
it almost every night and my wife
consulted some OF the best fortune
tellers in India, and they all told her
it would be discovered"
"Hum ~ 1 ssid "we don't think
much OF fortune-SelleTs here, you
know"
"Pm perfectly aware Of that" he
says "snd l shouldn't give them in
as evidence but il you had lived
three years IN India, with people who
knew the native ways, you might al
ter your mind about f0rtune-telIers.
Anyway, you will remember, when
it's found out, that told you how it
would be.u
l laughed and said ] should, and
after we had had another glass to-
gether, and he had given me his adj
dress and made me promise TO call on
him, We parted.
/ told my wife sll about it and it
L.. 49, -
are all alike in curiosity and super
stitiOn and all that for although my
wife had been married to me for thir-
ty yesrs, aud so had every opportuni-
ty of learning better, yet she had
caught at what young Lytherly-not
so very young now, by the by-hsd
said about these fOrtune-tellers, and
was quite ready to believe and swear
that the murder would be found out.
It's no use arguing with party like
that so merely smiled at her and
passed it off.
1t was the very next day that Mrs.
Robinson and myself had agreed to
go and see new exhibition OF paint
ings which some one was starting in
London, and tickets were pretty free
ly given away for II, but the same
reason which stopped my wife from
going to Canterbury stopped her from
going to the exhibition. I went of
course, because 1 couldn't be Of any
use, under the circumstances, to my
married daughter and very good
exhibition It was, too. There were
plenty Of paintings, and had gone
all through the rooms and entered the
last one. There were very few per-
sons, was sorry to see, in the place,
so that you could have an uninterrupt-
ed view Of any picture you pleased.
After glancing carelessly around the
rOom-fOr one gets kind of surfeited
with pictures after bit-I was struck
by gloomy looking-psinting to the
left OF the doorway, and which had
not noticed on my first entry. When |
came to look into it. l was more than !
struck-I was astOunded. It was a |
picture representing the finding of |
old TrGpbois, the mi5er, in the "For- |
tunes of Nigel.n The heavy, dull |
room was lighted only by the candle |
uhICu the young IIOGIOunan held
above his head, and it appeared to be |
excelIently painted. But what drew |
my attention was that, SIS a part Of |
the confusion in which the struggle |
between the old man and his muir |
derers had placed the room, the wash |
stand had been upset, had fallen into |
the fireplace, and the ever had rolled |
into the crate. where it was shown as |
although the water was |
flooding the bOards-all exactly as L |
had seen the same things five years |
bsfore-sO exactly, that l was perfect |
ly sure no chance coincidence had |
produced the resemblance, but that |
whoever had painted this picture had |
seen the room where Miss Parkway |
was murdered, and had the scene |
stamped on his memory. Who so |
likely to have the scene so stamped, L |
instantly thought, as the murderer
? As this rushed on my mind /
I could not repress an exclamation, |
pretty well guarded as q
rule. The only other person, in the
room heard me, and came to see
what had excited me so strongly. |
he was disappointed, for |
he looked from the picture to his |
then to the picture again,
then at me, back to his catalogue, and
then went away with . discOntented |
grunt. did not move, however, but
quite absorbed in the study
Of this mysterious painting {; and the
more 1 looked the more / became con-
WINGED that it was copied from the
scene of Miss Pathways murder.
There were several little points which
1 had at first not noticed, and in fact
had quite forgotten such as the posi-
ton of the fire-irOns, the direction in
which the wster had run, ETC., which
were all faithfully shown in the pic
ture. To be brief, 1 had made my
mind before l left the room that had
at last found the real clew to the
Com bestead murder.
The artists name was Wyndham
and 1 determined that l would very
soon, as a natural beginning, make
come inquiries about this Mr.. Wynd-
ham and, indeed, l began before
left the exhibition. l engaged the
to have glass with me
at the nearest tavern, and, when l
got fully into conversation with him,
asked carelessly where Mr.. Wynd-
ham lived, as thought / had known
him many years ago, giving a de-
,cription of some imaginary person.
The hall-keeper said mo, that was
not the sort of msn at all Mr.. Wynd-
ham was" there be described hlml
'and he doesn't live at the west end
Of London, as you said, sir, but at a
place in Essex, not very far from
Colchester" He knew where he
lived, because he had several times
posted letters to him at the "Mount."
This was about all got from the hall
keeper, but it was as much as /
1 am not greatly in the habit of
.aking other people into my conf
ience, but this was altogether an ex-
eeptional case so after 8 little re-
lection, I went straight to the ad-
1ress John Lytherly had given me,
and told him what I had seen. He,
of course, introduced me to his wife,
\ very pretty, dsrk.eyed young wo-
man and, when had told all, they /
looks less Of surprise than
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