The weekly Union times. [volume] (Union C.H., South Carolina) 1871-1894, 1889-08-23

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Nephew much disturbed when
asked whether he was present on the
night of the murder"
"The circumstantial evidence against
Grace Garland, all of which need not
enter into, as it does not concern your
part of the work, was 80 overwhelming
that it left no doubt in the minds of
the witnesses that the girl was the
criminal. In fact, when accused, she
feigned swoon and escaped during
the night"
"Where did she go?"
"Ten days later it was discovered
that she had gone to Liverpool and had
sailed by the ill-fated Oregon, the
steamer which followed mine to this
port"
what was your haste to leave En-
gland?"
"As my uncle died intestate, I be-
came his heir, and was obliged to re-
turn ut once to settle his eetafan
! Nephew in hot haste to settle up
the estate" iotted down Mr.. Bancker
"It was her father who cabled mo
concerning the girls sailing" observed
i, Boyden, "and my object in engaging
you is to ascertain her whereabouts
since her arrival"
(which could only have occurred to-
day, sir"
"Yes; am informed that the Fulda
brought up the passengers by the Ore
| gon this afternoon.
Very sorry you did not notify mo
earlier"
"Why SOP"
"I might have been at the pier and
nabbed the young women then and
there"
"Oh-er-yes! very true" replied
Boyden, stammering for the first time
in his hitherto straight story; "the
trouble waS was out of town-er--in
HBosst9R.z Hs On ~ and }},X only Es.urasd to-day to
"But our agency received orders to
call upon you yesterday"
"Yes: I sent the order from Boston. 1"
Before you received the cablegram,
sir?" inquired Mr.. Bancker, slightly
elevnting his eyebrows, but otherwise
! betraying no surprise.
"Yes," replied Boyden, boldly, with
darkening frown, II wished to consult
one of you in the matter"
"Ah! But the order bore the New
York post-mark of the first morning de.
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the evening before, SIR"
Livid to the lips with suppressed
rage, Boyden replied:
Il consider your remarks irrelevant,
Mr.. Bancker! We are wasting time.
I sent the order from Boston to friend
in Now York to mail, having forgotten
to do so before left, and not knowing
the address of your agency"
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my impertinence, if you will have the
goodness to remember that even the
slightest details may be of paramount
Importance in so delicate case"
This being long speech for Mr..
Bancker, he relapscd into his note
book, while Boyden took occasion to
growl:
II can't see how n,y goings and com
ings have any bearing whatever in the
easel"
AS last entry Mr.. Banckcr noted
down:
"Nephcw much confused as to dates
and localities on the morning of the
Oregon disaster Significant.
Had Mr.. Bancker been able to read
between the lines of his notebook
entries, he would have had the true
state of the story in a nutshell. Bu
then, even ''inkerton detective is no
omniscient, 6s, =,
Havingainta,y bestowed his pencil
in a'uo,. .-Sfo1 Apcket of his vest, ant
sn1 Certainly band around his note
bcnsA shnnla, nAi- >too4.3---pL.a ant
TO oAeI0 Luau dn pIar ~'nopoWir,.
"na's ON u!sIa uxt forty-eight hours q
the outD. shall hear from me, Mr.
Boyden, oarssid.
Very w. asscnted that gentle
man; abe sue you secure the mur
dcrcss, and l shall not mind giving yol
q handsome dO'tceur."
II beg pardon?"
"A douceur-a prescnt-er-some
thing for yourself"
ooh, sec! Thank you, sir. / do m,
duty and am properly paid for doing it
Good evening, sir"
When the door had closed upon the
detective, Max Boyden sprang from
his chair in spasm of impotent rage
"rhe insolent puppy" he exclaimed
"it would look as il he suspected M
of numbering the old man. But there
they're all alike. They must let OF
just so much CUFF to keep up show o
Importance. SO long as he gets tn
girl don't mind what he says to me
since have nothing to fearp
Upon reaching the street MI
Bancker broke into o broad, good
naturcd smile.
II had rather talk with that rar
rascal than ent good dinner" he re
marked to himself; "by jovei-if wer
. called upon to pipe the Oregon mystery
hang me if wouldn't begin with tina
same Mr.. Max Boyden! He's quit
) capable of anything from killing hi
uncle to sinking a ship. A douce,t
indeed! Dash me, but 1 reckon
would take many doIceur to swcetel
his scorc!"
And with an astute smile Mr.
Bapkcer trudged along uptown.