Year: 1877

lks house, which was about a quarter of a mile away, and then leaving the guides to follow with our traps, we pushed rap idly on to our wagon. The next eve ming we reached the hotel, Mort nearly crazy with excitement, and 1 in q not much better condition.

 Now had not informed the farmer and his wife of having seen Rowland. Neither had told the guides, who had come up too late to see him.

 To each and all of these I simply re- lated the finding of the body of the young lady, who proved to be from Montreal, visiting the old farmer, who was connection of hers.

 I acted thus on both reason and i'm pulse, which worked together in this wise:

 Impulse and reason both agreed that as no human being but Captain Row. land knew how the young lady came to her death, any story which he-Captain Rowland-saw fit to tell must necessa- rily be accepted. Impulse alone sug- gested to me 8 possible means of discov- ering the truth of the occurrence, and as Mort had not seen the captain, but only the body and its surroundings, which so recalled his dream, I had only to keep my own counsel, and did. The farmer and his wife assumed that she must have wandered into the woods, as was her custom, and fallen accidentally into the pool, and I did not attempt to change their opinion. They knew nothing of her having had any visitor that afternoon, and left them mourn ing for the sad accident, and the pain fIl duty which had fallen upon them, of communicating the awful tidings to the young lady's friends in Montreal.

 At the hotel, the first persons whom we saw, were the Sanfields, accom- panied, as usual, by Captain Rowland. He seemed in his customary frame of mind, and, as I started messenger with telegram for New York, I ground my teeth in rage that time must elapse before 1 could expose him. Two days later package came to me by private hand, and that same evening invited a number of gentlemen in- cluding Captain Rowland to come to my room and examine rare painting. They came, the captain in excellent spi- rits. holding his eyeglasses in readiness.

 The painting stood upon an easel, and was shrouded with black velvet. Can dles, with reflector, arranged in front of it, threw brilliant light upon the gloomy covering. The gentlemen were arranged in a semi-circle ill front of the easel, Captain Rowland in the cen- ter, and l drew aside the velvet cover- ing.

 l saw Rowland start as though he had been stung; he gave a yell which was positively inhuman and sprang for the door. There he found me with a revolver pointed at his face, and in two minutes he was in the custody of two detective officers from New York.

 That evening he confessed every thing. Entangled with the poor girl, he had vainly tried to buy her silence, that he might marry the rich Miss San field. Failing in that, he had lured the girl to accompany him in a walk through the woods, and had ether pushed her into the pool.

 hoped to have the pleasure of see- ing him satisfactorily executed accord ing to law, but, in this he defeated justice. He bit hole in his arm while confined in the prison awaiting his trial, and bled to death.

 Thus Mort's dream-picture turned States evidence, but as to the secret power by which this silent but sufficient witness was created, months before the incident had occurred-I give it up.