Goldsboro weekly argus. [volume] (Goldsboro, N.C.) 1885-1909, 1894-05-03
CHAPTER VI.

TOBIAS ERICSSON SHOWS WHAT HE CAN DO.
The papers next day were full of the
'Brixton mystery" as they termed it.
Each had a long account of the affair,
and some had leaders upon it in addi-
ton. There was some information in
them which was new to me. l still re-
tain in my scrap book numerous clip
pings and extracts bearing upon the
case. Here is a condensation of a few
Of them:
The Daily Telegraph remarked that
in the history Of crime there had sell
dom been a tragedy which presented
stranger features. The German name
Of the victim, the absence of all other
motive, and the sinister inscription on
the wall, all pointed to its preparation
by political refugees and revolution
lists. The socialists had many branchse
in America, and the deceased had, no
doubt, infringed their unwritten laws
and been tracked down by them.
After abiding airily to the Vehm-
gericht, aqua tofana, C~arbonari, the
Warehouses de Brinvilliers, the Oar
winian theory, the principles of
Nautilus and the Ratclif highway
murders, the article concluded by adj
monishing the government and advo-
eating a closer watch over foreigners
in England.
The Standard commented upon the
fact that lawless outrages of the sort
usually occurred under a liberal ad-
ministration. They arose from the
unsettlin g of the minds of the masses,
and the consequent weakening of all
authority. The deceased was an
American gentleman who had been
residing for some weeks in the
metropolis. He had stayed at the
clearinghouse of Nine. Carpenter,
in Torquay Terrace, Camberwell. He
was accompanied in his travels by his
private secretary, Mr. Joseph Stanger-
son. The two babe adieu to their
landlady upon Tuesday, the 4th inst,
and departed to Euston station with
the avowed intention of catching the
Liverpool express They were after
ward seen together on the platform.
Nothing more is known of them unit,
Mr.. Drebber's body was. as recorded.
discovered in an empty house in the
Brixton road, many miles from Euston.
How he came there or how he met his
fate are questions which are still in
volved in mystery. Nothing is known
of the whereabouts of Stangerson.
We are glad to learn that Mr.. Les
trade and Mr.. Gregson, of Scotland
Yard, are both engaged upon the case.
and it is confidently anticipated that
these wellknown officers will speedily
throw light upon the matter.
The Daily News observed hat there
was o Houbt as to the crime being a
political one. The despotism and ha-
tired of liberalism which animated the
continental governments had had the
effect of driving to our shores a number
of men who might have made excellent
citizens were they not soured by the
recollection of all hat they had un-
dergone. Among these men there was
a stringent code of honor, any in
fringeInent of which was punished by
death. Every effort should be made
to find the secretary, S~tangerson, and
to ascertain some particulars of the
habits of the deceased. A great step
had been gained by the discovery Of
the address of the house at which he
had boarded result which was en-
tirely due to the acuteness and energy
of Mr.. Gregson, of Scotland Yard.
Sherlock Holmes and / read these
notices I'VE together at breakfast, and
Uney appeared to afford him cOnSldera-
bic amusement.
Il told you that whatever happened
Lestrade and Gregson would be sure tc
score"
THAT depends IN how it turns out. >
"Oh, bless you, it doesn't matter in
the least. If the man is caught it will
be on account of their e~xertions; if he
escapes it will be in spite of their ex
%ertions. It's heads l win and tails yor
lose. Whatever they do they will have
followers. I'm sot truve toujours III
plus sot qui l'admire.'
"What on earth is this?' I cried, fol-
at this moment there came the patter.
ing of many steps in the hall and or
the stairs. accompanied by audible ex
pressions of disgust upon the part o:
our landlady.
"It's the Baker street division of the
detective police force" said my com
panion grave1y; and as he spoke there
rushed into the DON half a dozen o.
the dirtiest and most ragged street
Arabs that eve / clapped eyes on.
""Tention!" cried Holmes, in a SHARP
tone. and the six dirty little scoun
drels stood in a line like so many statu
| cites. In future you shall send VI
Virgins alone to report, and the RES