Waterbury evening Democrat., 1891-11-06

the outcry came, they looked up to the ceiling, from whence the drop which had 1 excited the exclamation had apparently 1 fallen.
 A long, irregular crack in the ceiling was plainly visible. At one end, that l over the table, small, dark spot was to be seen. Dorison, who had come with the rest, sprang upon the table Hardly i had he assumed an erect position when the small, dark spot, resolving itself into globule, dropped off, barely escaping his clothes, being immediately succeeded by another spot.
 "It is blood," he said. "It is dripping through this crack. It must come from the floor above. Who occupies it?"
 All eyes were turned upon the German proprietor, who, in reply to this mute questioning, said:
 "I don't know. Dey haf shoost move in. Dey vos kostuners.
 "Some one may have been murdered" suggested voice in the crowd.
 In an instant, as if by common i'm pulse, every one ran out and mounted the steps leading to the front door, leav- ing Dorison alone with the proprietor. The trampling of many feet upon the floor above and poundings on the door for admission was heard.
 Clambering down from the table Dori- son asked the German if there was not a rear entrance to the first floor.
 "Yaw," replied the German. Go dat door owit and cop the stairs"
 Dorison hurried through the door point ed out, and found at his right fightpf steps, which he ascended quickly. Push ing open the door at the top he entered a sheltered veranda. He tried the door leading into the hall, but it was locked. He sought the first window opening on the veranda, and on trying to lift the lower sash it ran up with ease. A cur tain obstructed his way, which he push ed aside and stepped into large, square room, unfurnished, save by two chairs and worn carpet. The gas burned dimly at side jet.
 He crossed the room to the sliding doors, which were closed, but he found no difficulty in throwing one back. Heavy curtains confronted him; parting them he passed into room well lighted.
 He recoiled with an exclamation of horror. At his feet lay the body of a woman weltering in her own blood. Of steady nerves and strong self control, yet the scene sickened him, and he staggered i back almost fainting, the while those in the hall were laundering at the door.
 The woman had fallen forward, and as she had done so her face had been turned toward her right shoulder, her right arm stretched out as if she had grasped at something and missed it. Where the neck was exposed small gash was seen, from which the blood had spurted and streamed in torrents covering her dress and all things in hel immediate vicinity. A small stand, evi dently heavily weighted with articles oi clothing of fantastic color and shape had been overturned in the struggle which preceded the murder, for the goods were scattered some distance and the woman had fallen upon them.
 Recovering almost immediately iron the first shock of surprise and horror Dorison bent over the body. It was tha of young woman, perhaps twenty-si1 or seven. The face was prepossessing and he conjectured she might in lift have been called handsome
 Immediately at his left hand, within his reach, was a small round table. Or it were two articles. Barely conscious of his act, he stretched forth his hand and took them up. One was ring, thu other small, old fashioned oval portrai in narrow gilt frame.
 He was stonished-overwhelm The portrait was a picture of hi father, taken at least twenty years befor his death He could not trust his senses Was his imagination affected by the hor } TOT of the scene and playing him tricks ; He looked at it again. There could b
 no mistake. He examined the ring. H
 recognized this too. He had seen it il his boyhood days, a hundred times, o1 his fathers finger.
 ) Confused and overwhelmed, and unde an impulse he could not analyze, h slipped them both into his pocket. There was a new movement in the hal ) and new steps, which had in them tn l sound of authority
 A voice said:
 5 "We can't open that door," t "Then we'll break it down." said l stern one in reply.
 l Aroused, Dorison undertook to ste t over the prostrate body at his feet, 1T l tending to open the door. As he did S
 he saw piece of paper in the hand ( the murdered girl. Moved by an uncor ! trollable impulse, and without reaso governing him, he bent down quick r and gently disengaged it. Hastenin
 now to the door, as he was about to pus : back the curtain he perceived upon th g floor large piece, which he picked U l and pocketed under the same singuls impulse. , Drawing the bolts he opened the doc - just as two policemen placed the f shoulders against it to burst it opel f They fell upon him, and without his a
 sistance would have fallen to the floor.
 A man in citizens clothes pushed h
 way between the two policemen an