Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1883-11-08

counter. In the evening, I tried it again
No girl was to be seen.
I determined to learn something of her
l entered and bought some cigars.
"Keep the store alone?" said l, casually
as lit I lit my cigar.
"Trade good?"
"Yaw."
"You ought to have pretty girl to helI
you catch the young fellows trade"
"Yaw."
| I turned and walked away. Nothing tc
be made there.
I watched the store until it closed, and
half the next day. Then l was rewarded
At about noon, a girl entered, laid aside hel
hat and cloak, and took her place behind
the counter, while the man went away
When he was we'll out of sight, dropped
in and did little trading.
1t was the same girl, a little nervous,
told myself.
watched her until the store closed then
followed her as she hurried homeward. She
lived two miles away, near the river shore
in small, old tenement house. She climb:
ed to room near the roof. l followed all
the way, stumbling in the uneven halls,
but looked upon, doubtless as new tenant
little off.
The girl entered the room, locked the
door, and then heard the voice OF two
talking. Evidently she was conversl ng
with 4 man.
| made friends with half boozy bachelor
on the floor below, and found from him
| that the, girl was an old tenant, but the man
had recently arrived who occupied room
next to her, and was called her brother
I waited all night just across the street
from the tenement house.
Eearly in the dusky dawn, saw man
steal out. followed him.
He went straight into the country, walk
ing fast and covering nearly five miles be-
fore sun-up. l followed all the way, not
near enough to cause suspicion, but near
enough to watch.
At last the fellow turned into piece OF
woods. fastened, and just as he entered
the grove, saw him not faraway, bending
over a little fire.
AS he heard me coming, he looked up
hastily, hesitated moment and then turn
ed and ran. At first was impelled to fol-
low, then something at the fire caught my
eye, and / paused. Papers were burning.
Quickly Selling the bund1e-for such it
proved to bel managed to eXtinguish it,
while still considerable portion remained
unconsumed. opened it. There were all
the papers and proofs in the Harcourt will
case-the identical papers stolen from Alport
on the night of this murder. My heart
bounded. It was the third day, but the
scent was very warm now.
I returned to the city with all haste, but
by another road, and at noon was at the
cigar store. The girl appeared, and the Ger
man disappeared.
Supplied with the torn and bloody glove, l
awaited my chance, and when the store
was empty, / entered. Having first pur-
chased cigar, I came close to the girl, and
said in a low tone: els this your glove? 1
saw you wearing it few nights ago." at
the same time presenting to her the kid,
stained as it was.
The girl turned fairly livid, gasped a little,
then whispered.
"Where did you get it?'
"In the same Office where those papers
dered, three nights ago ~ | answered.
The poor thing uttered asingle moan, and
would have sunk to the floor, if l had not
caughther. A glass of water stood upon q
shelf. Il threw part of it into her face.
Slowly she opened her eyes.
"Who are you ?" she whispered hoarsely.
1 opened my coat, and showed a star.
She uttered low shrek.
"a detective! He is lost-lost J"
"My good GIRL" said I 'it is best for
you, and him, too, to tell me the whole
truth. Shut the shop, and come with me-"
She obeyed me unhesitatingly, and led
her to my own Office. There, in the pres
ence Of brother officer, she told me the
whole story.
She was the wife-sad fate! of a gambler,
who had sought to persOnate the lost heir of
the Harcourt estate. So we'll had he sue
ceeded, that when Airport began to make
trouble for him, he determined to get rid of
Airport and his proof at one blow. Dressed
in his wife's clothes, he had visited Alport's
Office and killed him, then stolen the de-
sired papers. The torn glove he had doubt
less found in the pocket of his wife's dress,
and used it to wipe some slight stain from
his hands, and then carelessly dropped it in
the waste basket. The papers he had taken
home, and afterwards carried away to de-
stroy. He passed as his wife's brother,
where they lived. She had known of the
murder after it was committed, but not be-
fore.
"Why did you not tell when you saw what
the man had done ?" said 1, sternly. "Why
did you seek to help him conceal his crime"'
She looked at me a moment, with wide
open eyes then great fear overspread her
face.
"Gentlemen, 1 did not dare to. He threat
ened to kill meif even spoke to him of it."
Three hours later, Leonardo Giotti, the
husband, was in our hands. A full blOOded
Italian, with an English wife; a desperate,
if ever there was one ; a coward, but re-
vengeful dog.
AS we led him away from the eXamina-
ton, where he refused to answer a single
question, and his wife had told her story
again as she told it to me, he asked leave to
speak word to the woman. 1t was grant
ed, and he drew near to her. But even as
he spoke, he suddenly raised his manacled
hands and struck her such blow on the
head, that the poor thing sunk to the eground
without moan, blood streaming from her
face, while the miserable brute turned away
with sneer.
"She'll not blab on me againw
Indeed she did not! Hewas found guilty
of murder, and hung, within three months,
and his poor wife died within the year,
| from the effects of his cruel blow
AN OUTFIT.-People of thisday would be
greatly interested if they could be brought
! 70 imagine clearly what was considered an