Waterbury evening Democrat., 1903-06-06

kCt a1ou& well. next talked 10 the tramp in jail, but was soon convinced that he knew less than any one about the case. learned that the town had been we'll guarded against tramps and suspicious strangers, as the railroad had special man there to watch their yar0s, and all tramps were arrested. 1 stayed in town two days, but accom- plished nothing and left there for home more puzzled than ever. After long talk with my chief at the agency my chief said the only man that could have done that job was young Weeks. You go and get in with him and get a confession from him. That is the only way that crime will ever be explained. l have forgotten to say that Weeks had left his home town shortly after get tng the insurance money and was at this time in Cincinnati. I left for there at once and lowing his address the next day I was a fellow boarder of his. We soon were fast friends and at the last of the week became room mates. I told him of some assumed troubles had and seemed to have got ten into his confidence. He told me of the murder of his family, but his story did not differ from the one he told the night of the crime. Another week passed and we had talked of the crime dozen times, but had gained noth- ing. I received a letter from the agency on Wednesday morning tell ing me to drop the case Saturday If not successful before then, as the funds subscribed to work the case had about run out and it did not look as if could accomplish anything. That afternoon John and were walking down side street when he stopped in front of house that had sign in the front win dow which read Madam Pela, clairvoy- ant. John said let's go in just for the fun of the thing; l have heard of her and they say she is good. A thought came to me so quick that it made. me dizzy but managed to say not to-day, I'm not feeling well; we'll come round to- morrow, afternoon. As soon as we reached our room ] made an excuse to Weeks, and in ten minutes was talking to Madam Pela. In half an hour she had from me sum of money for her services and the details of the crime that wiped out the Weeks family. My plan was this, she was to tell my for tune first. as I had told my past to Weeks, and then she was to go into a trance and in as dramatic manner as possible tell the story of the murder and wind up by seeing John Weeks as the murderer with smoking gun in his hand, gloating over his work.
 The next day at 9 p. n. I, had two central detectives hidden behind cur tain in the clairvoyant's room and soon after Weeks was sitting beside me hearing the clairvoyant tell my story. He came next. After few common place remarks she began the tale of the murder. It was the most dramatic thing l ever saw. She sitting back against the red curtains, the subdued light on her pale face, the metallic sound of her voice, Weeks leaning for ward in his chair, trembling, great drops of sweat rolling off his forehead, and as she ended, accusing him of the murder, he gave cry and fell prone upon the floor in dead faint. I told her to leave the room and soon brought him to. He said In scared whisper. "You heard her, its true.''
 That night in the jail he made a full confession which was written down and signed by him. The details are too gruesome to tell. He only intended to kill his stepfather, but the others having seen him he killed them all- his motive, the insurance. He was electrocuted month after. I am now trying to find where priceless neck lace of a rich woman has gone.