Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1893-12-05
NUMBER 40.

vsluables, restored my keys. TO broth.
o. detectives who had come In and were
staring st me - n ! were some new spe.
cies Of Wild animal heard him cay.
There's absolutely nothing against hsr
but the number Of the check"
Finally this message was sent to Buf.
falo,
We nnd check on woman who says shs b
Edith Sessions Tupper. and that shs has been
correspondent Of the Buffalo ExpsssS She has
also pas from Panama. N. Y, - 9ucAlo and
return By the w. ~ Y. . p. n r. II this the
woman you wanti
Then followed an agonising walt Of ~
hours, during which Mrs. Tupper was
put through another examination. Mrs.
Tupper tells what followed:
AZ last-neariy o'clock-a messenger boy
ran up the stairs with . telegram. Ny heart
seemed to stop beating. and through mist
saw the room-the open doar-the next room.
where, with folded arms and pitying sxpres.
sion on his face. stood . young. fair haired de.
tsctive, the only ono who had given me . hind
word through all that fearful ordsal-and Re.
burn bending his dark face over the yellow
document.
.Hs wants me 10 hold you," were the words
heard. -but I'm not going 10 do u. IL would
bs a. absurd to hold you 40 u would Be 10 hold
q man. don't believe NORM ever went near
the Buffalo Express once to nnd out who roo
are."
lie paused. The fair haired dstectiye-God
bless him.-sent me kindly smile and gradu.
ally the blessed truth stole upon me that Was
not to 10 locked up In cell.
ia 70 all nah h1Rx arAA
-Give me your keys"
Once again I saw my poor. simpls little cot.
ton and muslin frocks tumbled over and the
mysteries Of my wardrobs laid bare. Then !
broke down and sobbed aloud. but only for
moment or two. for Reburn's sharp "Now,
there's no use OF your doing that" quickly
made me resummon all my pride. lie replaced
the articles In my trunk; then, taking up tho
telegram. read II slowly aloud. twas In sub.
stance - follows:
.Ons Of our officers leaves for Toronto at II
o'clock. Wilson girl has short hair or switch
tied on behind. Trunk conta'as elk Dies,
gowns. Hold this woman anyway"
hope every free American Citizen who reads
this story will carefully note the malicious In.
sanity Of this message. NORM gave test by
which Mary Wilson could be positively identt.
dsd, but added, "lIold this woman anyway"
No matter u shs be innocent. hold her. You've
got her In your power. Hold her. Make her
suffer al you can.
And right here want 20 give Sergeant iie-
burn all the justice due him. Harsh and auto
cratic a. he wHs, I can never forget that he
had the humanity 10 release me In the face OF
that peremptory aud cruel order from Buffalo.
take on your hat and let me zee your hair."
he said.
I obeyed. Tho only beauty with which na-
turs has gifted me IL wonderfully long and
thick hair. unpinned the plaI,s and let them
down. Even then the sergeant could not be-
llevs his eyes.
Then I removed the string which confined
my hair close 10 my head. and he two braids
fell over my shoulders spuiably my own
hair and not another's. With half muttered
exclamation of disgust, Sergeant lteburn tossed
Morin's message ON bis desk.
"You are discharged" he aid.
Mrs. Upper was then driven to the
house Of q sister-in.law. and thus she
concludes her story;
II 10 yet mystery why the mere fact that
Mary Wilson went from Buffalo 10 Toronto
should have been deemed sufficient ground for
NORM To Intercept q woman who Glanced To
pass through Buffalo en- route for Toronto the
day the robbery was committed. The imbe-
cility OF Morin's detective methods Il only
equaled by the brutality of his nnal message
10 Reburn.
Such IL u chap Of international outrage. l
give Il To the American public for their con.
sideration. ! ESPECIALLY beg American men To
remember that their wives, sisters or daughters
may be subjected To Just such fearful ordeals
unless the police system ~ this country Is rail-
caliy reformed. ! would respectfully call my
.oyernment's attention 20 the manner Ia which
an American citizen may be treated Ia foreign
city-refused privilege which would scarcely
be denied q SUSPECTED nihilist Ia Russia.
And IL, by giving my sad story TO the reading
public, can Ia any remote fashion shield one
sensitive, rrflned woman from the agony.
shame, suspense, indienity and torture ] en-
dured ON that frightful night. shall feel that
have not told II In vain.
Mrs. Tupper has written many short
stories and some poetry. She has pleas.
ant home on the banks Of the Passaic. In
New Jersey. where most OF her work IL
done. She Is thoroughly domestic In her
tastes, though necessarily much in pub
lie places. and is the wife of Mr. Horace
z. Tupper, q gentleman connected with
the Erie railroad. Mrs. Tupper Is young.
handsome. and her big eyes are fine aud
expressive. Her story ~ Transferred
Identity" Is considered one Of the best
that has yet come from her prolific pen.