The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1911-03-19

Hamburg rawlers, all contributed to the
ever-chansing but never wearyinE pano-
approach TO London through the mists
of the Essex marshes. AS we ap-
preached our dock, however. and the
picture became clearer. we saw moro sor-
opium dens disclosed themselves; an Ash
attic hurrylng into a rag and bone shop
with a parcel under his arm, glanced
furtively round as though the world was
his enemy But all my speculations and
impressions were killed abruptly when.
at the moment OF docking, a messenger
rushed UP and thrust telegram into my
hands. l tore it open and read:
Claude Bamwell found guilty wiiful
murder Godalming assizes. Judge re-
fused postponement till your arrival, on
TO Fairview instantly
II was signed by the attorneys for the
defense, Mcssrs. Clayton and Pole. From
the urgent nature OF the summons TO
all hope had not been abandoned.
Crewe shook his head dolefully when
showed him this missive. Although he
would not say SO I could see that he
Claude Bamwells life We took the
train for Fenchurch street and, half an
the Godalming local. Al that after
noon we arrived at Fairvtew, small and
unDretentlous place. but in good taste
and a typical English gentleman's coun-
try seat.
We found Mr.. Clayton in charge.
Lydia. the cousin was prostrated. and
under medical care. Hardly had we
taken our seats for conference. how
fore us, arrayed in black. her hair dis
hevcled. her eyes tear-staincd,
You must save Claude. Mr. Lang
killed his father. Tell me that YOU have
not come all the way across the ocean
fruitessly."
Slight as my hope was. I could not
y viii do my best" said II under
stand an appeal is TO be taken 10 the
court Of criminal appeal; J can testify ,,ty
In America are fabricatlons. l VIII save
him If he can be saved
Mr.. CLAYTON took Lydia by the arm and
effort" he said.
She seemed to collapse Mr.. CLAYTON
led her 10 her room. while We waited in
upon a photograph that stood upon the
Wantel
THAT is SeHm. the Indian servant" I
lNeNplained 10 him. II had duplicate COPY
| Of IT, but unfortunately left II at home In
the hurry of packing. Pleasant looking
| fellow. isn't he?"
Crewe made no answer His eyes were
| closed: he seemed to be calling mp some
| memory. Al this Iuncture Mr. Clayton
Now. gentlemen" he said briskly--I
| had already introduced MIR. Crcwe to him
| as my confidential assistant-'I must
confess that matters look very black in
deed. In our English courts convtc
| tion for murder is practically never re
| verscd and justice moves with appalling
| swiftncss. Let me say, however that
am assured a hideous wrong has been
! done and that the real criminal is the
| Indian. But for his perinued evidence
a verv different verdict would have been
What most Impressed the jury was
| the fact that prussic acid compound
was found in the bodies of both Sir
| proved That Claude had bough; prus-
sic acid al the village drug store, Then
| there was the motIvc--icar that the will
| would be revoked. But what clinched
| the Jurors in their decision was Scim's
| evidence that Claude had approached him
| with the project OF destroying his IA ather
| and sharing the money that might he
! left irrespective OF the viii. Seir had
| been n faithful servant for many Years.
! Of vllest character in America. The
| Judge who Is old and testv. refused 10
| walt until YOU could put In evidence in
| rebuttal OF this, on the ground that ii WAS
| immaterial In law. Perhaps il was--hut
| In fact IL undoubtedly decided the iury's
| verdict"
And where is Seim?" ] asked
| Living al the village hotel" said Mr..
| Clayton. Living there braZenly. SAYS
| he VIII remain on the spot until his dear
| master has been avenged. and Is the OBJ
iect Of universal solicitude. as ST., Claude
| Is Of cXccration."
And now | said what part did the
cigars play In this mystcrys"
None whatever" answered Mr.. Clay