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A Detective's Story

by E.H.K.

It was my fortune during the summer months to be traveling up the Hudson River; on the trip I made the acquaintance of one of New York’s ablest Detectives. At my request he told me the following story. I give it in his own language as nearly as possible, with the exceptions of names, and dates: 

“Most of my earlier years were passed near the town of S––––, in New York State, where I was born. I never shall forget the morning of the twentieth day of August 18––––; it was my eighteenth birthday. On reaching school at nine o’clock all the scholars were present; but the old schoolmaster had not made his appearance. After waiting ’till ten three of the boys, besides myself, agreed to go to his house to see what delayed him; (it was his first absence in his whole term of teaching something over ten years.) 

He lived alone in a piece of woods some mile from the schoolhouse, keeping bachelor’s hall.  

On arriving at the place we found the house closed in front, and no marks of any living thing stirring on the premises; no response came to our knocking except the growling of the old man’s dog who was in the building. We knocked again but received only a similar return. We paused and looked at each other wondering what it could mean, but coming to the conclusion that the owner was at the barn we went towards it; on our way there one of the boys called my attention to the dog who stood in the open doorway of the house (the back door); the animal knew us immediately, and sprang towards us with evident manifestations of delight, but on reaching us he commenced to moan and whine piteously, and pull at our clothing: at first we could not make out his meaning, when he again commenced to pull one… Read More