Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1891-12-08

OF the character OF the hana You are to
seek. And let me tell you there Ia as
much character in a hand as in g face
Impress it on your memory, burn it in,
and when you have fastened it on your
mind, turn to me and say, No, | never
saw this glove. | do not recognize it.
Do you understands"
Assuring the old man he did, Dorison
followed him into the building and into
the Office of the detective we have twice
met before in the course Of our narra-
tive. The detective himself was seated
in his Office chair, his feet stretched out,
his hands in his pockets, his chin on his
breast and his face wearing gloomy,
perplexed expression.
AS he perceived bis visitor he bright
ened up and rose to greet Cathcart.
'Ah," he said, II am glad you have
come. was this moment desiring to
see you. Have you anything new?"
81 have something to say to you," re-
piled Cathcart gravely. But first
want my friend Dudley to see that glove
we found"
The detective, who had not greeted
Dorison, though he had recognized him,
now addressed salutation to him, and
bending over his desk moved newspa-
per, revealing the glove under glass,
still on the little fan on which it had
been placed Cathcart took it, and,
moving the glass, handed it to Dorison,
who carried it to the light. He expended
five minutes in its examination. Turn
ing, he handed it back to Cathcart with
the words the old detective babe him
utter.
Another disappointment" quietly re-
marked the old man as he TUNED to CO.
He was detained by the captain.
81 thought you had something to say
to me-" he said
yes" replied Carthcart Excuse
me, Mr.. Dudley"
Taking this as an intimation to remove
himself as far as possible, Dorison took Il
seat near the door. Cathcart and the
captain talked in whispers.
What is itt" asked the captain.
what did you bring him here for?"
"a bare chance" replied Cathcart; "he
thumb, and brought him here to see if
he could recognize it. He does not know
the meaning of his visit"
The captain closely examined the face
of Cathcart as he was thus glibly lying
but it was inscrutable,
Now what have you to tell me?"
asked the captain.
"Only as to what have been at work
on. Nothing as to what have found,
g., - ha~ i,,;c I
have found there was some strange or
wrong event in Mrs. Farishs life, but
what | cannot even guess at. | have
found out who decided the house to her
only to find him dead. In short, have
been looking into her antecedents with
out result, No one knows where she
came from or what she was prior to
turning up in Sixteenth street twenty
years ago"
Your experience is not unlike my
own. You are discouraged them"
NO. If We're at the beginning of my
career-say, thirty-fve years ago-I
should throw up my hands. AS it is,
feel as though the real search has only
begun"
"Oh," said the captain, with his
peculiar smile. What is your plani'
ITO tramp around until | knock
against something that will give me
suggestion"
well" said the captain after n mo-
ment's hesitation. "here is one thing.
Mrs. Parish had son who was wild
and unmanageable aud left home when
he was eighteen to 60 into the west. He
gave his mother much trQube."
"Ah, where did you get that?"
"By accident. An old carpenter, who
used to do odd jobs for Mrs. Parish, blew
in here a day or two after the murder
with that single bit Of information.
Name and address" demanded Cath
cart, pulling out his memorandum book.
The captain gave it, and it was duly en-
tered.
at is not much" said Cathcart, as he
put up his book. Il have heard OF the
son, but the minister believed him dead
from the way his mother had referred to
him. What else have you heard?'
Nothing" returned the captain; Il
have been travelling over the same ground
you have, and with a like result. But
do IL l4Itlltl VI At2Gl L i't N.Y. LtCl ibIG
| to devote my whole time to the case. A
series of most sltilful burglaries have
been going on for some time. and we are
unable to get trace of them. The COM
missioners are making my life miserable
and am nearly wild over it, They are
slsillful and aUdacious, They are hands
new TO New York. The methods they
employ show that they are not the old
cracksmen. And the old fellows do not
know them any better than we do,
have half the thieves in town looking
for them from curiosity"
"Ah," said Cathcart, much interested.
"What are the peculiarties Of their
work."
There is no picking of locks; no lift
ing of windows; all entrances are made
through front doors to which they have
keys intimate acquaintance with the
location of valuables and of the interior
of the houses They take money. jewell
ry and small plate if it is silver. and
nothing else In three instances they