The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-03-13

IT was too dazed that night TO consider.
But the next day when the inquest was
held | saw the awkward position in which
/ was placed. The coroner, in his search
of tho premises, came upon the manuscript
lying upon the little table in my writing
room, and there, word for word lay be-
fore him the exact description of the muir
der OF my wife, just as it was In my man.
uscript. II j had killed her before writing
/ could not have written down a more ac-
curate account of the details.
1.-THE rest you know. Ny arrest, impris-
onment and impending trial. III the news
papers. l am q doomed man. Nothing on
earth can save mel The testimony of I'll
len alone would convict me- No chain Of
circumstential evidence was ever more
closely entwined around an unfortunate
wretch like me-"
/ must confess that when / came out OF
the Tombs that might | was puzzled. The
awfulness of the story and the certainty
of conviction were all that ! could bring
10 mind.
AS we stepped down the stone steps the
clock I'm the Tombs was tofing II.
"DrlYe me 10 the home of Franklin Jar
Wis" said to the lawyer. "Let me in
the front door ana leave me. Come back
for me in one hour
/ hardly knew what intended to do, all
though my mind was full Of vague s1g-
gestions, As the front door OF the fated
house closed between me and the street,
shlyer ran over me in spite Of my many
experiences and / walked softly the full
length of the hall and seated myself in
the little writing room.
Taking up pen and ink, took the blank
sheets of paper before me and began 20
write as though i were living the night Of
the murder over again. AS ! wrote /
turned and laid the sheets one by one upon
a small Cairo stand back of me. which
had evidently been used for that purpose,
for there were blotters upon 1t.
Scarcely had / written a page when I
thought heard behind me a stealthy step.
on the second page heard 1t again. This
time there were whispers. listened and
heared voice say For the love OF God,
can It be he2'
sprang to my feet and turned around.
loud shrek rose to the ceiling, and
out upon the han floor there fell heavy
weight. IL was a man and over him bent
a woman.
You scared him almost 10 death, sir"
she said. II told him that 1t was only
one Of them detectives that they are al
ways sending here, but the back ofiyour
head looked so much like masters that 1t
scared him most 90 death"
why should that scare him?% asked.
Sure, sir. ! don't know, but lately he
has been like, like -
At this moment the man opened his
eyes.
Forgive me, forgive me-" he cried.
Il have dreamed Of II day and night,
forgive -"
II will forgive you nothing" said I,
until you confess how your curiosity
made you creep up behind your. master
that night and read what he was writing.
Confess how you were upstairs and killed
| your mistress and robbed her of her jew
els; confess how you hid after the others
were called and pretended 70 be asleep;
| and confess how you have allowed an in
nocent man to suffer for your crime"
Trtay frightened now the wretch told
| how he overheard the quarrel on the.
morning, and how he had planned the
murder OF his mistress. And how and by
| what dastardly- means he had found the
very description of the murder before his
eyes and had followed it out with awful
| correctness.