Little Falls herald. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1889-1950, 1900-03-09
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w u6l uO you uSdu
*'1'n tell you all, sir; III tell the
truth. l swear will: swear will. .
You'd better go ahead, then.
Well. about year and half age
old Marsden came to my house one
night to see me. He used to look in now
and again, sir, just to talk. He liked
me to tell him stories about the police. -
''Well, go on. y
t'Well. he told me that he'd MUIR
de1ed man.
"Oh!'
"Said he'd been over to Paris, lured
him to quiet place and stabbed him
70 the heart y
II see Well?'
II didn't know what to do. so I
asked Mr.: Gosnell."
"Wby?'
"Well, let it slip in talking to him
one day.
"What an awful fool you are, Dob
sonr'
eyes, sir, he replied, moistening
his lmrched lips; II believe am.
'Drink this, calculated Darrent.
scarcely able to conceal his disgust at
the pitiful state of the man, as he hand
ed him glass Of brandy and water
|'NOw. then. go on.
"Gosnell said we'd struck it rich,
and he fawncied it would pan out a
bonanza.
Right That sounds like Gosnell. -
''He told me to leave it to him, and
he'd make money, and we'd divide it,
and we've been dividing it ever since.
He used to go up to The Grange and
threaten to give the old man up to JUS
tice and talk about hanging until Mars
den nearly died of fright, and then he'd
say how much he wanted to keep quiet
I've rad sc, 900 as my SHARE
''Six thousand one hundred and fifty
dollars. Dobsonl'
y. sir. / saved the $3.50 myself,
Dobson mournfully answered, and OAR
rent almost burst into laughter at the
sudden transition from the sublime to
the ridiculous
well, go on. Get to the night Of
the MURDER
ION the night Of the murder was
On my round, and as L passed The
: Grange about l saw some one stand
ing at the window could tell it was
not Marsden, and I walked up to the
door, and as / reached there Gosnell
opened it>'' =.
''What did he say2''
''He said, Keep off, or I'll brain
you.
~ said. It's Dobson,' and he said:
'Ohl was just coming for you There's
been murder done here Then he took
me in and showed me the old man lying
dead on the floor. He said that he came
there to get some more money out Of
Marsden. and as he came up to the
front door a man rushed out, nearly
knocking him over and took to his
heels said: Then it's young Mars
den He's back WELL, he answered,
we don't want to be in this, and we'll
clear out. but not the front way, in
case we run against any one and get
suspected Come on. know how to
escape And then he took me through
the conservatory at the back Of The
Grange, out down fight of steps and
along a tunnel to the river.'
"Wen2'
Next morning l had fearful feel
ing that Gosnell had done the murder
himself. and went over to his cottage
about and told him So
what did he say?''
HE laughed and said was mad an6
then took a paper from his pocket, the
paper gave you, Mr.. Darrent, an6
said. I found this in old Marsden's
hand when went into the library
THAT was the paper that accused
AstrayY'
Eyes, sir
"Well,, go on
swell, he gave ME the paper and ad
vised NE to say nothing about it to tn.
authorities, but to keep it quiet, as i
would be worth thousands to bleed
A>trAy with. So later on, when tn
woman Gadsden fetched me, I pre-
tended to take the paper out of oil
MarsGen' s hand"
"You re a nice blackguard, Dobson.
Eyes, MI. Darrent, but I did no
commit the murder''
Nov, then, come on,' cried Oar
rent Lets see if we can find Mr.
6ilas Gosnell.'
He began to realize that he had bee
too welded to one set of incidents alone
bad ignored all other clews, and Will
he had been forging the chains aroun
sn Innocent man the guilty wretch ha
had time to put thousands of miles be
fween himself and JUSTICE
"Where does Gosnell liver"
''At a little house opposite Til
Grange, on the other side of the river.
Come on. Look sharp"
Together they started off and, aft
looking in at the police station for
chisel, made straight for the abode
silas Gosnen. There was no answer |
their repeated knockings.
Gone, curse himl'' Darrent mu
tered. Now, then, Dobson, put yo1
shoulder to it. Go on. Now. together
eh!"
With a splitting. splintering cras
the frail door gave way beneath the