Evening journal., 1891-02-18

morning.
"Great heavens, man. but I sold him hi,
ticket and passed the time Of day with him
You must be mistaken"
But l satisfied him that was not, sne
then both OF us were puzzled About tw,
weeks later made an excuse TO get int
the back room up stairs found a piec.
OF machinery mounted on the woodet
frame, and though / asked no question,
and Goldwaithe volunteered no informa
tion felt positive that it was drill whiel
was TO be worked by turning a handle. A.
told you before, so long as ] had the maj
under my eye did not fear for the vault
II he was with me evenings / cared moi
what he did daytimes.
Two or three weeks after the incdeni
related above had four hand card part,
in my room, and Goldwaithe was one o.
the quartet At o o'clock I was called
down stairs by the ticket agent, who said:
Il want to know whether l have seer
straight this time or not Goldwaithc came
in on the $3.50 St. Louis express"
You must be crazyl He is right NJ
stairs In my room at this moment, anC
Peters and Thompson are with himrn
But tell you / saw him. More thau
that, he came up the street ahead Of me
l took him up stairs, and when he saw
Goldwathe sitting there he was dead beat
Here were three instances Of queer decep
tion. While l regarded them as decep.
tions or illusions there was something un.
canny in the incidents, and my interest in
the movements of Goldwaithe was consid-
erably increased On one pretense or an
other got into his rooms or sent friends
up there every day or two, but everything
appeared straight. One evening he sat
down in the hotel Office to write a letter.
and while he was thus engaged walked
up the street four squares to speal, to a
merchant On returning met Goldwaithe
face to face, and saluted
"Ah, you cut it short"
"Yes."
WELL mail it and hurry back"
walked straight to the hotel, and there
sat the man had spoken to on the street
three minutes beforel He was still writ
ing / asked friend who sat reading if
Goldwaithe had been out, and he replied in
the negative. I felt my hair standing on
end as sat down, and during all that long
night ! did not get a wink of sleep MY
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 onceg
1t was on Friday evening / thought I
met our up stairs man on the street. Sat
urday morning | took a stepladder and
closely examined the top of the vault, and
also sent man up stairs to look at the
hoor OF the back room and see If it was in
tact. Everything was reported all right,
and saturday evening our man said to me:
Il haven't slept well lately. and believe
will try a change of beds. / will turn
into the room next to you for a couple of
nights, and see il the change won't bring
Sleep
reioiced at this, as need not fear that
he was at work on the vault. / satisfied
myself that he was in bed before turned
in, and that night I slept better than for
months before. lie occupied the same
room on Saturday night, and on Sunday
forenoon he surprised me by saying he
would accompany me to church. He ap-
peared to listen very closely to the sermon,
and on the way home pointed out its strong
and weak points.
1t 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 was
about TO start, a friend came in and was
detained about half an hour Everything
seemed TO be all right ia the bank. but,
from force Of habit, | 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 papers was a man.
did not know whether he was dead or alive
when | 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 IS 500 it contained had
been taken. 1t 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
sachel containing our money.
The machine which took 10 be a drill
was a drill. A piece Of the floor had been
cut out, the drill had then done its work
on the iron plates, and later on a chisel had
been used to pick out the cement and re-
move the bricks. The robber could have
begun work at o'clock on Saturday even
ing, and he probably did So Who was he's
It was Goldthwaite Fifty of US could
have sworn it was he, and yet it wasn't. l
had left him alive at the hotel. and he had
skipped. Then who was it2 His twin
brother. as we afterward ascertained to a
certainty How did he meet his death? He
had got into the vault and the safe and Sc
cured the money. He passed up and down
by means Of a rope. In going back the
second time for further plumber he had en-
countered piece Of glass in the cement,
and it had severed an artery in his leg.
Goldthwaite knew that mistrusted him.
He had, therefore, worked TO throw me of
my guard, and when the plan was ripe for
execution ne lay sleeping 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 rob
bers, he was taken to Cincinnati on another
charge and got q sentence Of twelve years.
New York Sun.