Connecticut western news., 1880-03-24
A Sisters Vengeance.
MY ExPERIENCE AS AN ACCoMPLICE IN LONDON WITH MURDERED WOMAN, AND
 A CONFESSION.

It was between the lights on gloomy December afternoon. was the sole oc- cupant of the smoking-room of Liter ary and Artistic Club which faces the Thames. I flung fresh coal on the gloomy embers, and stirred them till they sent up blaze of light that drove the ghosts out of the shadowy corners, and then picked up paper hap-hazard from the table, to dawdle over it till the waiter lighted the gas, or some human being wandered in to keep me company. It was an American paper. Some visit or to the club had left it behind him &C., cidentally. I turned the pages listless- ly, until suddenly my attention was ar- rested by aparagraph headed "Extra- ordinary Crime" It was the story of the robbery of body of lady from its grave. The whole affair was shroudsd in mystery. On the 14th of the month there died in an American city the beau tiful wife of an Englishman travelling for pleasure. In the same paper which contained this paragraph found under the heading of "Oradle, Altar, Tomb," the following con the 14sh inst, in this city, Druaills, the beloved wife of Blissett Emerton, of London, England, aged twenty-four." In due course the poor lady was buried, and during the night the church-yard was entered and the coffin carried away. No motive is suggested in this American paper for the crime. The husband ia interviewed at his hotel. He is inconsolable for the loss of his beautiful young wife-mad with mingled rage and horror at the dissertation of her remains. He tells his story to the reporter. He had only been married 8 few months. They were travelling for pleasure in America. His poor wife caught a cold fortnight since, returning from the theatre. He had medical advice, but the cold in- creased and inflammation of the lungs set in, and soon all was over. He buries his head in his hands and weeps, and the reporter leaves him alone with his sacred sorrow. The account in the paper I was reading by the fire-Eght concludes thus "Up to the present no clue to this mysterious affair has been obtained" glanced at the date of the paper, and flung it down in dis gust. It was two years old. had grown interested in the affair, and here it was two years old already, and prob ably forgotten. Where should find out how it ended? The shadows had grown darker and darker the fitful flare of the fire had died down into dull red glow, and the riverside lamps were be- ing lit. I flung myself back into the easy-chair, thrust my hands in my pockets, and half closed my eyes. Sud denly was aware that I was not alone in the room. From the darkest corner there rose long black figure. It glided slowly towards me. had placed the paper where I had found it, on the table, by my side. The figure seemed to be looking for something. It passed it's hands over the tables and peered down among the papers. Presently it came to the table at my elbow. In the gloom, as sat in the deep armchair, believe I was almost invisible. The fig ure came right up to me, and, reaching out it's hand, passed it over my table. Presently it seized something, and glided away with it to the window, on which the lamps without flung flicker of light. Then saw that it was man, and that in his hand he hold the Ameri- can paper in which I had just read the account of 8 mysterious crime. He glanced at it, and muttered something that sounded like, "How careless of me r then folded the paper, thrust it into his bresst-pocket, and walked out of the room. Hardly had the door closed behind him when the attendant came in with the lights. "Who is that gentleman who has just gone out ?" I said.
 "Don't know his name, sir. Ain't seen him here oiten.'
 I remembered that at this club very member had to sign his name in daily book kept in the hall for that purpose. I ran down stairs, and looked at the open leaf to see if that would afford me any clue. The first name that caught my eye was that of Blissett Emerton.
 No wonder the figure had seen in the darkness had been so anxious to find that paper. saw at once what had happened. He had been in the room reading, fancying himself alone. He had laid the paper down thoughtlesely end dropped off to sleep. had not noticed him in the gloom, and he was Quits unaHare of my presence,