The Houston daily post. [volume] (Houston, Tex.) 1886-1903, 1898-12-04

II was too dazed that night to con-
slider. But the next DAY wnen tho In
Quest was held saw the awkward po-
eition In which was placed The cor
oner, In his search OF the premises came
upnn the uisnnscript lvtuE ,iron tbs iittfe
table In my WHITING room. and there. word
for word, lay before him the exact -dascrip-
lion OF the murder OF my wife. Just as 1t
was In my manuscript, II had killed her
before writing could not have written
down a more accurate account OF tho ds-
tails.
THE rest you know NV arrest. I'M
prisonment and impending trial. fill the
newspapers. am doomed man. Moth
ing on earth can save ME! The testimony
OF Ellen alone would convict me. No chain
OF circumstantnl evidence was ever more
closely entwined around an unfortunate
wretch like me-"
THE SEARCH.
l must CONFESS that when I came out Of
the tombs that night was puzzled. The
awfulness of the story and the certainty
OF conviction were all that could bsin2
TO mind
AS we stepped down the stone steps the
clock in the tombs was toliing IL. i
Drive me to the home of Franklin Jer-
hiis," | said to tho lawyer. Let me
in the front door and leave me. Come
back FOR me in one hour.
! hardly knew what ! intended to do,
although my mind was full OF vague sug-
gestions. As the front door OF The fatei
house closed between me and the street.
a SILVER ran ever me In spite OF my many
experiences. and 1 walked softly the fun
length OF the hall aud seated myself in
the littla writing room.
Taking up pen and ink ] took the
blank sheets OF paper before me and b.
gan 10 write as though i were living the
night OF the murder over again. As
wrote | turned and latd the sheets one by
one upon Il small Cairo stand back OF me.
which had evidently been ussd for tnat
purpose, for there we're blotters upon it.
Scarcely had | written n page when
thought / heard behind me a stealthy step.
On the second page heard it again. This
time there were whispers. | listened ana
heard u voice say For tbs love OF Cod
can Il be hep
sprang TO my feet and turned around.
A loud shlhek rose to the ceiling, aad
out upon the hall floor there fell heaNy
weight. 1t was u man and over MIN beat
a woman.
You scared him almost TO death, sr.
said she. Il tod him that II was only
one of them detectives that they are al
WAYS sending here, but the back OF your
head looked so much like masters that
1t scared him most to death.
why should that scare him2' ! asked.
sure. SIT, L tUIl u NiLp"' D~s i''NN'' -
has been like. like
At this moment the man opened his
eyes.
Forgive me, forgive me-" he cried,
81 have dreamed Of IL day and night.
forgive
II will forgive you nothing said
until YOU confess how your eouriosity
made you creep up behind your master
that night and Rad what he was viii
ing. Confess how you went upstairs and
killed your mistress and robbed her OF
her Jewels; confess how you hid aiter
the others were called and pretendeIi 70
he asleep, and confess how YOU have al.
lowed an innocent man TO suffer Tor your
crime" 80,
Truly frightened now the wretch 'olu
how he overheard the quarrel on me
morning and how he had planned the
murder of his mistress And how ana
by what dastardly means no mad founu
the very description OF thr .mnrder be-
fore Ms eyes and had followed 1t out
with awful correctness.