Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1892-01-03
TRANCE REVELATIONS.

The doctor staggered back as white as
the wall against which he fell,
DoriSon and the officer sprang to their
feet, astounded and horror stricken.
For brief moment Dorison entertained
the idea that Cathcart had taken leave Of
his senses.
But what thoughts either might have
had were diverted by the mad rush the
doctor made ut Catbcart.
The officer and Dorison, despite his
injured arm, leaped to the assistance Of
the Old man.
Had Cathcart anticipated the attack ?
He was not, at all events, taken una
wares, for stopping lightly aside he
caught the doctor by the throat, and
would have himself incapacitated the
infatuated man without the assistance
promptly given him.
"You will not do another" he said
fercely TO the prisoner.
Firmly held by the officer, with his
arms twisted behind his back, the doc
tor was helpless. TO make his hold
more secure, the officer placed his knee
against the doctors back and bent him
over backward.
In impotent rage the doctor CRASHED
his teeth.
"How do you know this? 1t is lie
1t is lie.. You couldn't have known
! it," he cried huskily.
He made a mighty struggle to free
himself. and Cathcart went to the as
( sistance of the officer.
"Take the handouts from my inside
pocket" said the officer TO Dorison, who
did as he was requested.
In moment more they were snapped
| upon the struggling mans wrists. Even
then he fought and wrestled until he
was thrown down and his ankles tied
with a stout twine.
81 did not come prepared for this sort
OF business" said the painting officer.
"None of US did," replied Cathcart.
Then to the doctor he said:
'sYou do not help yourself by such
struggles. I've had many man In your
fix before.
"What imp OF hell are you?" Missed
| the physician from between his teeth
"My name is Simon Cathcart," replied
he old man quietly.
The name appeared to calm the doc
tor, and he muttered;
"'The Devil OF the Westn Harry said
be was in the city. WELL" he cried
aloud, .frs lie. Why do you charge
me. one of New York's foremost physi
clans and surgeons, with such thing .
"Because you killed those two help
less and inoffensive women, that's why.
The cold, positive tone of the old de
tective enraged him again.
"It's lie. You couldn't have known
it. Nobody could"
.sBah," replied Cathcart, ''you're {
baby. You don't even know enough Il
cover your tracks. When first saw the
bodies knew q physician-a surgeon :
had done the job. You couldn't keeI
the shop out of il. You cut the carotiC
artery in each case, not as bungler, ou
az a surgeon performs an operation"
The idea that the crime might bt
,r,ced 10 a surgeon in this way had no
occurred to the doctor, and he seemed
frightened at the sagacious penetration
DISPLAYED by the detective.
"You did it with lancet" continued
Cathcart. And taking the one the serv
ant had found on the floor from BIZ
pocket. he added: ''And with this lancet
which YOU foolishly left behind you al
ter the second murder. And this lance
came from this case.
The old man crossed to the mantel
piece, and taking up the case continued
as he opened It:
at belongs TO this set. ltisprecisel'
tina sams make-sams tortoise shell han
die, and hare Is the place from which !
csrns--a vacant place waiting lor
. since the Rtth day Of October. Bah