The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1897-07-30
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he went to the chimney and found some
ashes. He carefully brushed the pile on
to piece Of newspaper, which he took
from his overcoat pocket. This done, he
laid the whole on the floor near the
window, and then. with a piece Of
stick, gradually moved the soft ashes
from the center to the side. As he did
this he was careful to examine every
particle, searching for anything that
may have escaped combustion. 1t was
not long before his patience was re-
warded, for first few iron buttons
and then several other pieces Of iron or
metal of some kind were separated from
the debris. The buttons, Of course,
proved that something more than an Or
binary fire had been made on the
hearth, and it was but fair to suppose
that clothing had been burned. The
other things, however, puzzled him
awhile, for, though not entirely destroy
ed, he still found it hard to tell exactly
what they were. After some thought he
concluded that the majority Of the met
al had originally belonged to the frame
work of tho satchel. One piece still re-
manned to be accounted fer. This was
bit Of wire. Burrows was almost on the
point of throwing this away, as unim-
portant, when it suddenly occurred to
him that it must DO all that was left Of
the false whiskers. There was nothing
more that he could make out Of the ash
es; still he carefully wrapped all up
and placed the package in a small
satchel, which he had brought with
him. Burrows smiled as he thought to
himself: Marvel lied when he said the
locket was still in his pocket. There is
no trace Of it here, SO it is evident that
the one found was the same which he
had with him that night"
Burrows was now anxious to find the
pistol. Ho recollected that the squire
had told Of tho pistol which Marvel had
left at the house, and as he knew that it
had not been found he deemed it prob
able that it was the weapon used in the
murder. This was not so readily reason
ed out as tho other matter, for, as a pis-
tol could not be burned, it must be hid
den, aud as there was no way of guess
ing tho hiding place there was but one
course open to him-namely, to hunt.
This bo did as thoroughly as Mr..
Barnes had taught him to do, and when
he went down stairs again he felt al
most sure that the weapon had not been
concealed above. He was just as thor
ough in going over the rooms on the
lower floor and finally reached the kitch-
en- without having found it. He had
not looked long in this place, however,
before he noticed that the tiles in front
of the stove had been disturbed. One of
the stones had been so poorly replaced
that Burrows muttered to himself, "He
must have wanted this to be found"
Removing it, he disclosed hole below,
in which was pistol. He took this out,
and another object attracted his atten-
ton. This proved to be a small piece of
silver plated metal, and a closer scrutiny
revealed tho fact that name was ell
graved thereon. This name was John
Lewis"
Better and botter,' thought the de-
tective. "How nicely the precautions of
a criminal, as usual, serve to convict
him. This is plate which he wrenched
from the satchel, and tho name proves
that be got that at the farm. I am not
surprised any longer that he did not dis
turb any Of his own people that night,
for he did not 60 home at all. He OBJ
tanned a change at the house Of his VIC
tim. He is cool hand, to kill man
and then wear his clothing away from
the scene Of his crime"
Burrows now turned his attention to
the pistol, and at once noticed that
there were three empty chambers. He
concluded from this that Marvel must
have fired both shots found in the body.
Still looking at the weapon, he noticed
that name was engraved on the stock.
He approached the window for more
light and read, "Walter Marvel" At
this moment the door was opened and
Mr.. Barnes and Lewis stood on the
threshold.