Fisherman & farmer. [volume] (Edenton, N.C.) 1887-19??, 1891-03-06

Standing On end as sat down, and dur
ing all that long night I did not get a
wink OF sleep. Ny partner, the ticket
agent, and myself had all seen what we
had not seen. Was he of flesh and blood,
or was he a wrath who could appear in
two places at oncef
1t was on a Friday evening I thought
I met cur upstairs man on the street.
Saturday morning l took a stepladder
and closely examined the top of the
vault, and also sent man up stairs TO
look at the floor of the back room and
see if it was intact. Everything was re-
ported all right, and Saturday evening
our man said to me:
81 haven't slept well lately, and I be-
lieve will try change of beds. I will
turn into the room next to you for a
couple Of nights, and sec if the change
won't bring sleep"
rejoiced at this, rs need not fear
that he was at work on the vault. I
satisfied myself that ne was in bed before
l turned in, and that night slept better
than for months before. He occupied
the same room on Saturday night, and on
Sunday forenoon he surprised me by
saying he would accompany me to
church. He appeared to listen very
closely to the sermon, and on the way
home pointed out its strong and weak
points.
It was my custom to enter the bank at
noon to see if all was well, but on this
day, after we had finished dinner and I
was about to start,a friend came in and |
was detained about half an hour. Every
thing seemed to be all right in the bank,
but, from force of habit, I opened
the vault, and one look showed me
that the climax had come. There was
a hole through the roof of the vault,
our safe was open, and lying on
the litter of paper was a man. I did
not know whether he was dead or alive
when I summoned help, but we
soon found that he was dead and lying
in his own blood. The safe had been
opened with wedges, and the $500 it
contained had been taken. It was half
an hour before I thought of Goldwaithe,
and then he could not be found. We
burst into his rooms, and about the first
thing We found was a satchel containing
our money.
The machine which took to be drill
was drill. A piece of the floor had
been cut out, the drill had then done its
work on the iron plates, and later on
ehisel had been used to pick out the ce-
ment and remove the bricks. The rob-
Der could have begun work at 5 o'clock
on Saturday evening, and he probably
did so. Who was he9 1t was Geld
waithe! Fifty of us could have sworn
it was he, and yet it wasn't. I had left
him alive at the hotel, and he had
skipped. Then who was it? His twin
brother, as we afterwards ascertained to
a certainty. How did he meet his death2
He had got into the vault and the safe
and secured the money. He passed up
and down by means of a rope. In going
back the second time for further plumber
he had encountered a piece of glass in
| the cement, and it had severed an artery
in his leg.
Goldwaithe knew that I mistrusted
him. He had, therefore, worked to
throw me off my guard, and when the
plan was ripe for execution he lay sleep
| ing within ten feet Of me, while his own
brother was doing the work. We caught
him three months later in New Orleans,
and while We could not satisfy the jury
that he was one of the robbers, he was
taken to Cincinnati on another charge
and got sentence Of twelve years.
Neao York San.