The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1880-12-07

It's the simple truth, sir, and that's
all. Miss Mayter herself, Miss Ellen,
and Mr.. Forbes friends who came to see
him, will be sure to recognize the knife,
sir, for it's an odd-looking instrument,
and once seen II could not easily be for
gotten.'
His clerk testified that at the time Of
his death, he, Forbes, could have had no
scrip at his chambers or indeed, as far
as he knew, any valuable papers what
ever. On the very day of his murder,
he had bought Consols to the amount of
81 200 money.
''As to scrip or shares belonging to his
clients, and remaining in his hands
either for sale or transfer, it is we'll
known that Mr.. Forbes never kept these
papers even at his City offices, but that
they were sent up to our bankers every
day at quarter to four, and redeemed
next morning at ten. This was always
my business, and l know that the
banker was paid for this accommoda-
tion.''
Meanwhile, Margaret Mayter was a
prey to the most violent grief. In
moment she had been cast from the
height of happiness to the depth of
despair-into condition of horror, from
which there was no escape. She had
returned to town, after long absence,
eager to see the man who was to give
her his name and support for life; and
in moment, without warning, without
any intimation of her coming wretched-
ness, she found death of the most CHASTITY
character in his home $50 soon to be
hers)-crime brooding dark and shadowy
upon the hearth.
Was this crime, Notwithstanding the
mystery which surrounded it, to be
analyzed, and the murderer hunted to
the scaffold 2
We must now draw the readers atten-
ton to letter, which, although at first
sight may not appear to have anything
to do with this history, has place in it.
1t is written upon common paper, and
in mean, scratching hand. 1t ran
thus:
My LORD Il owe all to you-to
you who, in recognition of certain SER
vices rendered to your family many wears
since, watched over my infancy, and
ordered that / should be brought up in
first-class school, Assuredly for all these
benefits owed to you in return the
most implicit obedience, and to have
bowed to your decision as to my future.
Had done SO, no doubt by this time |
should have been respectable curate,
possessed of small living in which my
life would have drifted pleasantly away.
But no-I had vocation, / was
possessed by an unconquerable desire to
become detective-a yearning to be
with the police in all their mysteries.
1t is in vain fancy a more attractive
career can find none to please me
like this.
But l beg you to believe my lord,
that L have Joined my present fellow
workers from no mean or contemplate
feeling, but with full determination to
be of use to my country and my fellow
countrymen. The main inducement
was the perpetual pleasure this profess
sion would afford me of worming out
secrets.
But you may ask me, my lord,
Why this long letter p You NAV
say, You have never written to me
without asking for something; how is
1t possible you can now want anything
further, when you write in so satisfied
style ?"
g Isuspect q man Of murder. AS L
write, L begin to perspire my hand
shakes, my ears tingle, and 1 can hear
my heart beat.
. The case is splendid one-splendid
and you must have heard of it, my lord,
by the name it has already got - THE
Taggart's Inn Mystery"
What! he knows the murderer ~
hear you cry, my lord. No; L do not
know him, but this mystery is absorb
ing my life; fills me with sort of pas
sion: and something seems to tell me
that 1, and L only, will bring this assas-
sin to the scaffold = this mysterious
assassin, of whom no one, so far, has
any knowledge.
" And you, my lord, you can open up
to me this chance. Two words from
you, and / should be again put upon
active duty. An hour, and 1 should be
at work. A few days, weeks, months,
or years and / would hunt the murderer
down, as surely as there is sun above
us.
"Will you grant me this my lord ? /
beg that you will! Pray remember that
1t is not only question of furnishing an
assassin, but also of avenging a woman.
If you knew her, my lord, you would
yourself be interested in her. She is the
most candid, charming, and beautiful of
women. And dared to suspect her
herl 1 shall never forgive myself for
the vile supposition until 1 can saw.
Here is Graham Forbes's murderer
DO with him as you WILL pray you,
my lord, to pardon me this very iong
letter, and TO continue to me your kind