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Logansport Pharos-Tribune from Logansport, Indiana · Page 7

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- A CUB A(|», THRU MAIBIATTHBTOfe ALL USING SANTA CLAUS MILLIONS D Sold everywhere. Made only by THE N. K. FAIRBANK COMPANY, CHICAGO.. 'IW1T MINUTES °r THREE. DETECTIVE HTM CIUNKLE. [Copyright, 1895, by Bacholler, Johnson nnd Hacliolle r. I CIIAPTICK I. On the 17th of March, 1878, Mr. Gustavo Prineveai! was shot and killed in his private conveyance while: returning from a drive with his wiCe. It was •bout five o'clock in tho afternoon, and carriage at the time was between, /y-sixth and Sixty-seventh streets on Fourth avenue, in > T uw York. Mr. 1'rincvean was seated on the left of liis wife in the carriage, which was a two-seated phaeton, arid was driven by their man, John Tccdson, who sat on the seat in front of them. Mr. -'Prineveau, who was sixty-three, died almost instantly, and the post mortem, : hold the next morning at ten o'clock, showed that he had been killed by a pistol bullet that had entered his heart at tho fifth intercostal space, glanced upward and severed the aosta. A small hole was found in his vest on tho left side corresponding to the bullet. Tho post-mortem examination was a long one. As it was impossible for cither of the other occupants of the carriage to have got round to the leit sido of Mr. Prineveau so as to have inflicted tho wound without accomplishing an unprecedented feat, that would havo been soon, and as thero was no assignable motive for such an act, the whole purpose of the examination was directed to finding out what incentive some other person might havo had to commit the deed, ' . Tho following facts were then elicited. Mr. Prineveau had been married a little loss than five years to a woman who, previous to that marriage, had been known as tho widow of a South American merchant who had died fortunes in his old age. Among hi papers were found receipts for over one hundred thousand dollars signed by un known persons and covering the fouj years immediately preceding his death i.lis relations with his wife had alwayi been of the most amiable and trustful kind. .None of tho servants knew of his ever having quarreled with her. Mrs. Prineveau looked after all his personal comforts, was continually solicitous about his health, accompanied him everywhere, and bore tho reputation of being a discreet domestic woman with un obvious affection tor a man who was twenty years her senior. There was in his house on Fifth avenue a servant who had been with Llicm for five years—her name was Rose Kenny, and she testified that about a week before the murder Mr I'rincveau had beun visited at night by the nephew Clarkson, whom she had let in, and who was seen by Mr. Prine- veau in the library, a small room in the wing at tho rear of the house. From appearance she thought the man had boon drinking. He wore a rough and soiled overcoat and an imitation astrakan cap 'pulled over his face. Ho stayed over half an hour in the library, and she heard him from the front parlor speaking in loud _ and angry tones. She admitted that she had listened, and swore that she heard him say: "Then look out for yourself, for you will not live to accomplish it.'' To which the old man in a soft voice made some kind of appeal ing reply. This was about ten o'clock at night, and Mrs. Prineveau, who had gone to a concert at Steinway hall with a party of friends, had not returned. She came back at ten minutes of eleven, and, upon making inquiries of the maid, Rosy, learned these facts and showed a good deal of indignation because Mr. Prineveau hud been subjected to the annoyance of a worthless and reckless scapegrace. Mrs. Prineveau herself corroborated this statement explicitly, but could give very little information about the habits or antecedents of Clarkson, except that she had learned incidentally from her husband that he was a drunkard with a wifo and two children, and, owing to his dissolute habits, had never been able to take care of himself or his family. It was also learned that on the afternoon of the 14th of March Clarkson had been scon by tho coachman hanging about the house, and the hall boy, who had been sent on an errand, encountered him on the corner and was there hold in conversation by him, Clarkson asking him, among other things, if Mr. Prineveau did not take a drive usually in tho afternoons. These bits of testimony led to tho police efforts to find Clarkson. Mr. Prinevoau was buried in the Trinity ME "WORE A ROUGII AXD SOILED OVERCOAT. while on a visit to Buenos Ayrcs. At the time of Mr. Prinovoau's marriage he ."was reported to be very wealthy, having amassed a fortune in coal speculations in Pennsylvania and !Naw York. lie, too, had be«n previously married, .by which marriage thero had been two sons, one of whom had died threo Tears before tho father, in California, 'and tho other of whom was still living .somewhere in Ohio. The only other relation that could be traced wns a nephew, Jarod Clarkson, about twenty-eight years old, who was a scapegrace, and had lived for several years upon the .bounty of Mr. Prineveau, but whose •\vheroabonts at the time of Mr. Prine- veau's death could not be ascertained. It was shown that tho deceased had been a man of singularly weak character in the management of his estate; that he gave away vast sums of money, was. easily frightened or cajolod, and _ that from all accounts his wife's ad- 1 vice and influence alonersaved him from many foolish speculations and mis CLARK30X WAS SEES 1IAXGIXG ABOUND THE MOUSE. cemetery on the 10th. His funeral was attended by many old New Yorkers, and public attention was turned to the efforts made by Mrs. Prineveau to discover the perpetrator of the crime. On the 21st Clarkson's wife and children wero found in a miserable lodging- placo in Varick street. But Clarkson had disappeared. His wife promptly acknowledged that he had come homo lato on tho afternoon of tho ITth, had hurriedly changed his clothes and gone out. She had not seen him or heard of him since. But she strenuously denied that he had committed a crime, and refused to be 'influenced oy : any 61 ine damaging circumstances. • Here the affair threatened to end, as so many others of its kind have ended, in idle curiosity, police inefficiency and ultimate forgetfulnoss. But on the 23d Clarkson was discovered in' hiding in Troy. He was brought here and lodged in the city prison, and then it became loiown to the public that tho police had found in the rooms of Mrs. Clarkson in Varick street a small French revolver with five chambers, one of which was empty, and the bullets of this pistol corresponded in size with the one taken from the body of Mr. Prineveau. ; CHAPTER IX At this stage of the' affair I was called into it, oddly enough. I received a note from that eminent lawyer, John Grevc, with whom I had studied, asking me to call and see Mrs. Prineveau ut her Fifth avenue home. He had taken the liberty, he said, of recommending, me in a matter that would perhaps be of great service to me. Perplexed as I was at this, knowing that John Greve was Mrs. Prineveau's lawyer and did not need associate counsel, I nevertheless called promptly upon the lady. I found her to be a very handsome woman with great dignity of person, a charming self-possession and all the evidences of a refined and estimable character. "This unfortunate affair," she said, "has perplexed me in moru ways than one. That wretched man, Clarkson, as you doubtless know, is in custody and is now here. The circumstances appear to leave little doubt of his guilt. But hu has a wife and two children. Their abject misery is made all the more acute by the wifu's belief in her husband's innocence. It is a very dreadful state of afl'aivs. but I shrink from the responsibility which justice _imposes on me, oi' hanging that helpless wrutch without giving him a show for his life. Ilu is not able to employ counsel, and I am at tho best only a woman. I propose to pay yon to try unc! do the bust yon can fur him, and, of course, I do licit wish anything said about it. I took the advice of Mr. Uruve. and ho said that in any case the man was 'entitled to good counsel and advised me to employ you. it seems in such a foregone conclusion a small concession to give him tlu: benelit of the law. At all events it will relieve me from the reproach of having been influenced entirely by a vindictive feeling." I do not now remember all that was said at this interview, but I recall that I was consciously affected by the woman's sympathy for a man that she saw had Itttle or no chance for his life, and who wanted to soften her own share in the prosecution by not permitting him to say he had no chance to prove his innocence. I promised her to go and see the accused man and to send her my decision as soon thereafter as was possible. This interview was on the 25th. On the 20th I went to seo Clarkson in his cell at the city prison. I found a woman in the warden's office who had also come to see him. It proved to be his wife. She was such a picture of abject misery that she arrested my attention. She must have been a very beautiful girl, although now she was at least twenty-five THE WABDES TOLD ME WHO SUE TVAS. and suffering had drawn its lines across her white face. I could see that she was made of the finest material, was in fact one of those delicate, sensitive, emotional natures that shrink from the world, but are capable of the greatest sacrifices and measureless heroism when a crisis comes. She was wretchedly clad from the biting spring weather, and she stood with her face turned toward the wall, but through all 'her shabby integuments there was a proclamation of natural symmetry and even of character. When the warden told me who she was, I went to her and made myself and my mission known. She grasped my hand with her long cold fingers almost convulsively and sweeping away the veil that had partly concealed herl face looked at me so searchingly and imploringly with her sad gray eyes that 1 started a little. "0, sir!" she said, "bad as my husband may be, he is innocent of this, and he has two little children that ho loves. You have come to save him. I feel it." I patted her hand and tried to say something that was encouragingly noncommittal. "We shall see, we shall see. Things are often not as bad as they look. I am going to have a chat with him. In the meantime, save your strength. You are not friendless." She paid no heed at all to what I She,- was lookins at me with Perfect health is maintained by expelling- from the body the decayed product of digestion. Constipation, with the terrible results following- ths absorption of excreta, is quickly relieved by LEMON TONIC LAXATIVE. 'The refreshing properties derived from. Lempus with the Ionic and Laxative principles of select vegetable p.-oducts form an eleg-ant tasting liquid Laxative, i Ladies will find it of priceless value. Many cases of supposed Uterine Enlargement prove to ^/IX^. - / i be bowel accumulations. Gentlemen will find it productive of Appetite, Energy and a Clear «.» a JertiStuVe'for Indigestion, Headache and Biliousness. LARGE BOTTLES. 50 CTS. AT ALL DRUGGISTS. LEMON -TON 1C• LAXATIVE those gray eyes very much as t£ sne saw something- behind me, and hanging to my hand like a drowning person. "Yes, yes!" she said, with a sob; "you will save him," and then she began to cry convulsively. 1 had not the heart to tell her how hopeless it all looked. I wished that I had been spared this so that my judgment could come to the interview with the accused man unperturbed. She made me go up and see her husband first. She would wait. 1 found Clark-son to be the very antithesis of his wife. He was a large, muscular and slightly bloated fellow with a purplish face, the result of debauchery, but withal a rather handsome man or what would have been a handsome man in normal conditions. He -sat on the edge of the iron bed when I entered the cell, his head between his hands, and he did not look up until I had spoken to him, and then i.t was with such a flabby despair that I felt rc- pcU:d. Hero was one of those large vital natures that appear to have no internal resources, I could see in an iustant, why his life had been a failure, lit was made up of unregulated appetites and sensibilities without volition enough to control them. Just the sort of man to do a desperate deed in the frenzy of drink, without a motive -before it or a rccoileetion after it, but as devoid of methodical vmdictiveness us a mastiff. I told him I had come to talk with him in view of conducting his defense. '•Bah," he said, "there is no defense. Can you defend me against God?" "Let me ask of you," 1 began, '"not to talk in that reckless manner. Try and be cool. Blasphemy may relieve your feelings, but it will not help your case." •-.My case is helpless," he said, with every fleshly indication that it wns. "IJut if it is worth while to make a plea at all, it is not necessary to announce your guilt in advance." ITo spniujf up from the bod—he was six foot at leas!, in height—anil with a clenched list, uplifted shouU.-u: ••I am not guilty, but 1 might us well br, for God has dCvreed that everybody shall think so.'' A little gleam of hope suddenly had shot out of the darkness of this reply. The man might be in some degree insane, and irresponsible. ••If you are not guilty there are possibilities of defense. I don't think Heaven will object to our availing our- selrcs of them." "Much you know of Heaven," he replied, "No man could have made such a set of circumstances to fit into my doom. It requires the subtlety and cruelty of a god. I might as well have killed that man and given myself up. The result will be the same. Hut I'm too d—d weak to kill anybody. So 1 am to be killed. This is in accordance with eternal practice." He looked'at me with a glaring eye. His words were hot with a burning arraignment. There could be no mistake about the earnestness and sincerity of'his emotion. "Either this man is innocent or mad," I said to myself, and then hastened to disavow the thought to myself. "I tell you beforehand," he went on, "that you cannot do anything with the circumstances. .Bid I go to Mr. Prineveau and use threatening words- yes. Did I happen to have a pistol in my possession whose bullets exactly correspond to the one found in the man's body—yes. Did I disappear after the deed—yes. Is my life and character just such as would fit me for such a deed—yes. And yet I tell you that I was not there, did not kill him, and never had such an act in my mind." "Easy," I said. "If you were not there, you were somewhere else. We ought to be ab]e to get at that," "Yes, we ought to, if we were not fighting against destiny. But just at the time that I ought to have known where I was I was unconscious." "Then you might have been there unconsciously and irresponsibly," "Yes. Some demon may have robbed me of myself and worked this thing through me.. That's the safest theory, You'd better stick to that. You'll get some credit for it after I'm hanged." "Clarkson," said I, "I met, your wife downstairs; she made me come up and Bee you first." He staggered against the wall in the corner of the cell and broke down. "Poor girl! Poor girl!" he said, with reat sobs. "I've been the curse of her life." "She believes in your innocence." "Of course she does. She knows me, poor old sweetheart. She Ttnows that, "POOR GEBI., POOE GIBL," HE SOBBED. weak and worthless as I am, I never killed even an insect." "She believes that. I was sent to— to give you valuable assistance." . "Yes. She believes in a good God. You wouldn't think it, with such a husband as I am, would you? So did I, i till .He wound this 'mesh around me!" j "Tut, tut, man! Pull yourself to- \ Aether and let your reason work. Sit down there and answer my questions." , He wiped his eyes with his coat, sleeve and sat down <again, helplessly, on thc.edjre of the bed. What is Castorla is Dr. Samuel Pitchers prescription for Infants and Children. It contains neither Opium, Morphine nor Other Xarcotic substance. It is a harmless substitute for Paregoric, Drops, Soothing Syrups, and Castor oa It is Pleasant. Its guarantee is thirty years' use by Millions of Mothers. Castoria destroys Worms and allay* feverishness. Castoria prevents vomiting Sour Curd, cures Diarrhoea and Wind Colic. Castoria relieve* teething troubles, cures constipation and flatulency. Castoria assimilates the food, regulates the stomach and bowels, giving healthy and natural sleep. Castoria is the Children's Panacea-the Blotters Friend. Castoria. "CMtorls is an excellent medicine for children. Mothers hare repeatedly told ma of its good effect upon their children." DR. Q. C. OaaooD, Lowell, Mass. " Castoria is tha test remedy for children of which I am acquainted. I hope the day is not far distant when mother* will consider the run! interest of their children, and uso Castoria in- Btead of the various quack nostrums which aro destroying their loved ones, by forcing opium, morphine, soothing syrup and other hurtful agents down their throats, thereby sending them to premature graves," J. I". KTNCDKLOS, Comvay, Ark. Cattoria. " Castoria is so we!! adapted to children tta» I recommend it assujyiortoanyprogcripUo* known to me." H , A . AncmcR , M. D.. 111 So. Oxford St., Brooklyn, N. T. " Our physicians in the children's department have spoken highly of their experience- in their outsido practice with Castorla, and although wo ouly baro among our medical supplies what Is known as regular products, yet wo are f reo to confess that tb« merits of Castoria has won us to look with favor upon it." UNITED Eospvr.ii. ANO DisrrasAHY, Boston, Jlasa. AU.KN C. SMITH, Pro., Th. Contour Company, T» Murray Street. Itor Yorh City. "Xb'w, you don't Itnow whore you were at four o'clock on the afternoon of March IT ?" "No. The last thing I remember was going down Vescy street toward the river." "Where had vou .been?" "I had been drinking on Sixth avenue at several places." "And when .you recovered your consciousness where were you?" "In Troy." . "Humph! Had you over been to Troy before?" "No." "Did you know anybody there?" "No." "Did you have the pistol with yc that was found in your house?" "No. I never carried a pistol in my life." "Did not your wife then know that the pistol was in the -house at the time this murder was committed up-town?' 1 "No. She did not know anything about it." "Where did you get it?" - "I took it in pledge from a little Frenchman who boarded in the house and who wanted to raise money to go home. I threw it in a chest of drawers, saying I could get five dollars on it any time at a pawn shop, for it was handsomely silver mounted." "How long was this before the murder of Mr. Prineveau?" Thejnan turned round and looked at me with a blank face and said, slowly: "It was about five days before, and the day after I had had the words with Mr. Prineveau'in the library." I confess that both his looks and his words had a knell-like effect. In spite of myself I felt staggered. "Do you know of: anybody whose interest would be advanced by the death of Mr. Prineveau?" He hesitated a moment: Then he said: "No. Mr. Prineveau's death was a deprivation to me. He was the best, and in fact, the only friend I had." "Why did you go to him that night a week before his death?" "To get money." "Did you get it?" "Yes. I always got it." "By threats?" "No. It was absolute charity. He gave me a twenty-dollar bill. He always felt sorry for me. I was flush with that money and bought the pistol, not because I wanted it, but because tho Frenchman was hard up." "Now tell me what the conversation was with your uncle that night." "I cannot tell it clearly because I had been drinking, and I am effusive and foolish when I have liquor in me." "Was there not a quarrel?" "No. He may have upbraided me; he always did. and I may have talked fast and"loud." I always do, but there was no other quarrel." This man puzzled me completely. There was nothing in his information that at all removed the fatal circumstances. 1 had to confess to myself that any gushing sentimental lout, however guilty, might present this. view of the case. But there was something in the fellow's face and tones that went past my reason and awakened some instinct that he was innocent. When I left him I was in "a curious quandary. I could not put my finger on a piece of evidence to be used in rebuttal of the circumstances, and yet I found some inarticulate voice in me saying: "That man is innocent-" I thought the matter over that night without coming to a conclusion, and went to bed saying I would sleep over it, which, of coarse, is very much like saving in the face of a dilemma that yon wiU toss a penny up. In. both cases there is an acknowledgment that something outside of your own will may determine for you. [TO BE COSTDfCED.] NO DISEASE IN BANKNOTES. Thr Hummus of Dirty Money Nut »c All Diitijferoua. There is no place in the world where more dirty money is handled from day 1 to day than in the national bank redemption division of tho treasury department. Thero aro in existence some thirty-five hundred national banks, each of which has outstanding bank notes ranging in amount from two or twelve thousand dollars up to nearly half a million. Every dollar of these notes passes through the hands of the men and women employed in the national bank redemption division. This office has been in existence now for about thirty years. There are employed in the division somewhere about twenty- five girls and women. They handle "untold millions" of bills in the course of a year, and if there was any danger from contagious and infectious diseases in old banknotes it would seem as though this would be the place to find symptoms. Yet Mr. Rogers, who has been chief of the division for ten years, and who has been connected with it since it was organized, assured a Washington Post- Express correspondent the other day that there has never been a case of infectious or contagious disease contracted by one of the employes of his office. Every one of them handles the bills sent in for redemption. They are counted and sorted tiino after time. They are the dirtiest specimens of money to be found in tho country. London'! Wild Dock Dog*. A tribe of wild dogs exist at the London docks which have a real claim to the title, since they belong to no one and have passed through several-generations literally "upon their own hook." The dogs arc not destroyed, as they are useful in killing rats, and they feed upon what they can find from tho refuse of the ships. One peculiarity of this breed is that they can climb with .almost catlike dexterity. The wild dogs of the docks are by no means savage; indeed, they are timid, and seldom show themselves. Wh»t All«Kl Him. A young Sundayrschool teacher in one of the Philadelphia churches has successfully cultivated the acquaintance of the little ragamuffins of the district and has organized a class ol seven bright but untutored boys. One Sunday he secured an addition and mentioned to the class that an eighth member would be present the next Sunday. The boys protested earnestly that they didn't want a new boy, but the teacher was inflexible. Then, one after another, the boys remarked: "Tie can't sit 'side uv me," and the teacher addedr "Well, he can sit by me." This settled the" dispute until after Sunday school was over, and one little fellow lingered to catch the teacher's eye. Putting his mouth close to her ear, he whispered: "You'll soon get tired oi him. lie's got fleas. " MERCURIAL POISON remits from iheusual trcaimentof blood tronblej by which the system is fllle<l tritb mcrcurj and polish mixture*— more to be dreaded than th« 8i«ea»e— and in a short wbDe is in iiVforae condition than before. RHEUMATISMip and aching Joints make life miserable. &&.B. * a reliable cure for raeicurial rheumatism, «nA affords relief evem after — — — all elie tas failed, atitnte. 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