Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1890-04-04
Mr.. TuthiIl's Double Life.


snected citizens of this town has been
James Tuthill, a boss mason. lie
came here from Port Jervis five years
ago. He found plenty of work, and
soon after he took up his residence
here he married and went to live IN
a COSY home on Bloomfield avenue.
He and his wife Joined the Montclalr
CONGREGATIONAL Church and won the
respect and esteem of their neigh
bors. Mr.. Tuthill became very pop
ular with his fellowtownsmen. he
Joined Excelsior Hose Company, No
3, and several social clubs, and every
one who knew him liked him. he
never drank nor swore, was everready
to help any one in need and counted
his friends by the score.
Today all this is changed. Mr..
Tuthill is a prisoner in the Raymond
street jail, Brooklyn, his handsome
wife is locked up in Jail at Newark,
and their names are execrated by the
same people who week ago were
proud to be seen on the street with
them. The eminently respectable
Mr.. Tuthill has been found out to be
the reckless burglar who for the past
few wears has been robbing the homes
of the wealthy in Montclair, Glen
Ridge, Bloomfield, Orange and sur
rounding towns, and his wife is sus-
pected of being his accomplice,
Shortly after Mr.. Tuthill came
here to live several bold burglares
were committed in rapid succession.
The burglar was fearless. He Sc
lected the finest residences in which
to find his plumber As the burglar
was always masked no one could ever
give description Of him. Mr.. Tut
hill started movement TO bring Pin
kerton detectives here to chase down
the thief. This was done, but the
criminal had apparently sought other
fields, for nothing was heard OF him
while the detectives were in the vicln-
ity.
Mr.. Tuthill's house WAS never en-
tered and while he was loud and de-
vout in his thanks to the Almighty,
who spared him such a visitation, he
was active in counseling those who
had suffered from the depredations Of
the midnight intruder.
a week ago the residence Of George
Booth, mason, and personal friend
of Tuthill, was entered by the lone
burglar. Mr.. Robertson, who Is
thinking of moving to Montclair, was
Mr.. Booths guest that night. As the
village clock was tolling twelve he
was aroused by his bedroom window
being opened and slim-built man
lightly jumped into the room from
the verantla. Mr.. Robertson watched
him saw him coolly strike match on
the wall and look about. Then he
deity distracted Mr.. Robertson's
gold watch from his vest and the
match went out. The thiefwas strik-
inc another match, when Mr.. Rob
ertson jumped ont Of bed and Crap
pied with him. The cold muzzle of
a pistol made him let 90 quickly and
he fell back on the bed. The burg
lar laughed sarcastically and swung
himself out of the window and got
away. Mr.. Robertson awoke the
household.
While he was telling his experience
the burglar was less than a block
away getting into the residence of
John Manuel, another mason and a
warm friend Of the good Mr.. Tuthill.
Mr.. Mammal was aroused before the
burglar got into his room, though,
and gave him battle on the piazza.
The thief's mask came off in the strug-
Gle. and Mr.. Manual could hardly
believe his own senses, for the face he
recognized was that of his friend, the
village favorite, Jim Tuthill.
A search was made of his house,
and the constables found in the Gel
lar a gold and diamond mine. Buried
in the party wall and thrown in con-
cealed crevlces were rings, watches,
diamonds, pocket-books, money,
bracelets, breastpins, earrings, watch
chains and every kind of jewelry,
representing many thousands of dol
lars, and some which were stolen years
ago. The burglar had jumped on his
horse and rode furiously to Bloomfield
where he took an express train to
Hoboken.
Constable Allworth traced him to
New York, to Brooklyn and finally
to Greenpoint, where he arrested him.
He was taken to Raymond street Jail,
Mr.. Tuthlll strenulously denied his
guilt.
His former friends now believe that