Weekly commercial herald. (Vicksburg, Miss.) 1884-18??, 1886-02-12

"John Needhana, put mp your hands"
''The wretchel man was not afraid OF
death, as was afterwards slown; but he did
not put up his hands; ne staggered, and
clutched a chair for support. in an in
slant the detective slipped hij hand be
meath his coat AM took away a revolver,
which he handed to me, and tho next mo-
ment b. hal passed his hands over all the
wretche1 creatures pockets,
"'Ihat's all right; don't wan; you to hIrt
yourself; guess we We surprised you. Now,
SIT, take off your wig so that your friend
may recognize you
1.-The officer did not wait for his ins5ruc-
lions to be carried out-he removed the
wig; and then, oh, my dear Wool, it was
my turn to stagyer; the man before me wa
a cruel likene;s o. our dear Joe, II he had
not attempted to disguise himself, if We
had met in thu ordinary course of events, !
can imagina myself being deceived.
".s it Joseph Norbury? the detective
asked.
"'It is strangely like and unlike him.
said.
"As l spoke the wretch seemed to pull
himself together, at which the detective
moved towards him.
Don't be afraid, sir he sail; lam your
prisoner, and L will not attempt to rur
away
1.-THE voice Of our dear fell ow-the voice
and as / have heard it in s%orrowful mo.
ments.
81 am John Naelham, and lam sorry
you did no. shoot me. Let mo make the
last reparation that is in my power-a full
confession Of my guilt, the last confession
Of a missrably guilty wretch
"'Well, | guess that will keep for the
present. said the det9ctive. Come with
me-
"Give me leave a momont,' he said,
rising; it is the last favor l ask, and the in.
formation 1 can give you may save you
trouble and further sorrow
Tho voice, the manner, now that he was
calm, almost the look of our dear Joe!
MAY l ask who this gentleman isP
clam Richard Woodville, l said.
"He shuddered.
81 would like, before I go to prison, tc
place into your hands this locket,' he said,
suddenly thrusting his hand into his breast
pocket, anddoing so with an air of authority
as the detective was about to interpose.
But it was not a lcc1et. He had tricked
his captor. The next momenthe had rus ned
to the other end OF the room, and before
the officer could seizo him he had gulped
down a carefully calculated dose Of prussic
acid.
1--WE took his dy ing deposition, AMI they
buried him with the ignominy that belong:
to the old English law. The papers inclosei
will give you the details, and l also send
you two Canadian journals that deal with
the matter in exUen5o.
kate bears up nobly, with womanly for
titude, and | look to you, dear friend, to
help me 10 give her the consolation, such as
it is, Of the removal Of our dear beloved
dead to the silent companionship of the
woman be loved and mournsd. My dea1
Kate has been Watching me with fearful
eyes while l have been writing this terrible
record, now and then getting up to lay her
hand upon my head, and to say, Poor Dick,
what trouble l have been to YOU as if she
blamed herself for being wiser than any OF
us lift were not for keeping myself u D tc
help her bear her woe l feel as if l could
fling myself upon the floor and cry like g
child.
God bless you, my dear Wood, and be,
iieve me to be, your devoted friend,
RICHARD WooDvILLE.n