|Newspaper Title||Evelyn Observer, and South and East Bourke Record (Vic. : 1882 - 1902)|
|Trove Title||O'Neil McDarragh, The Irish Detective; Or, The Strategy of a Brave man|
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Hie lughcd outriglht. " Those are not Harry Trendall's clothes," be said, in a cool tone, n soon as the first burst of excitement had subsided. " I know it," maid J,ike, "3ly ginger, they ain't the same cl)then that w thalt found in the bag," txclaimed Tom; "Not by a darned tight," eobccd Jake. "I'll be hl.ngtd it they nin't the very samo clothes e:o Dutchman wore when we arrtsted him." Reeorted Tom, "R lew did they get in the' bag, thoen ? asked tho justioe, in a doubting tone. "That ito tihe tarnatio misblhiet of the whole tlhing," oried Joke. "That Datehman must Ihavo been 31d Nick himself," interjected Tom. " Listen to me,ono moment,if you, please, gentlemen," said Bill, who was the clearestP headed of the three men. In a straightforward manner the man told over again all that had ocourrod, minutely describing the clothing which had been found in tho hag, During the narration the justice had been examining the bag. All at once, with a try, ha drew an article forth. It was a white linen collar, There was a name on tihe inner side of the collar, written in indelible ink. "Woant name is that?" naked the omiloer, who wEe short.sighted. A gentleman standing near iold the collar to the light, and pronounced the name ' II. TnuNa.Lr,." "Is that the name written on the collar ?" asked the jsetice. "That is the name, and it is as distinct ne print." At this mpment a sOartlLg quBstion w?H asked'by one of tthose tanditg in the rearJ of the apartment: "Who is the owner of the cabin where this bag was found ?" Jaohnke onward the quection: " We caught theo DUthman in Indian Jack'u oabin, which stande in the cenotr of the woods." A dead silence followed this question and answer, which was tinnily brouen by Mr. Turner, who strangely cj aculated: "ladian Jack has not occupied that linut for thie last aix months," " How do you know 1" came the question.in clear, distil.tt tones, from the lower end of the room. " Who asks that quesation in such an nsoe. lent manner?" demanded the rich MIr. Tur. ner, in ni indignant tone. " I do," onme the response. $ \Will you please step forward and let youorelf be seen ?" " I winl." "Do so." There was a break in the crowd, and the old man whom Bill and Tom had mot in the woole, after the eecape of the prisoner,oamo forward,. No onu present know tihe old man, and the first question put to him by MIr. turner was: O , " Who are you, and what right have you to askl questions in this matter?" " It makes no d.fl:renco who I am; and 1 have the same right to ask questions as any one present." " May I be jerked up a tree as a malofae. tor if that isn't the chap we met in the woods shortly after the escape of the prisoner," said Tom. Upon hearing this decolaration, the justice, who was a very shread, cunning man, bright ened up, and he asked, abruptly: "Were you in the woode,and did you meet thee genatlemen, as they state 1" "Yes, sir," " What were you doing in the woods I" "I was taking a short out to this town. ship." " IId you business to transacset hereo" "No, sir." "Why were you coring here, then ?"' " I do not know ats am bound to toll." While the old man wiho speaking Bill had been eyeing hint itiarply, nod at length he all at once exolaimed: "Tae mystery is oxplinlad Seize that old man," "What doyouy mean ?" cried the justice. "TtIoEE STANDS Tnt MUIoDEEont I" " How do you know f" "He is the Datchman whom we arrested. I know that eye. 1'l swear hi was in die. guiso as the Dutchman, and he it was who exchanged the clothes in the bag; it could have been mo one cle.'' " What have you to say, old man 7" askled the justice. "I say that fellow is a fool," was the reply. t"Am I?" exslaimed Bill, and noa he epoke he leaped toward the ald man, and belore any one could divine his motivo he clutched the other by hie grey looks, To the avtonsthment of averybody, the grey looks, hat and all, came off, and a head of shbortoropped, coal-black hair appeared in view. Itwould be impossible to describ the ton. fuaecn and excitement whioh followed this astounding revelation. Tihe justice rapped for ilience. It wnes some time, however, ere ce could succeed in quieting the excited people. " My man," said he to the prisoner, " what leave you to say 1" " Nothing, only that I know no more about the murder of the youth Harry Treodall than any man present." "IIow do you account for being in this die. gulso?"asked the justice. "I have no explanation to offer." "I will have to commit you to prison," " You may do your pleasure." At this moment an unlooked-for incident took place. 0 , Daring tile whole exciting scene Jonathan Turner had exhibited more xcitement and looked more like a frightened man than the asouned. His face was pale, his lips wero tremulous, aud his eyes glared wildly, \\'hien tile J.P. oMid, " I have to commit you," Mr, Turtler cexolnimed: " I think it would be an outrogoto commit the man1 to prison," " I should thltik, ir, that you of all meul wouldl be Ill most anxtous to have him OnItC to priosa." " I au not, on the charge you intend tq prefer Igatinilt him." " I[ al eCertil, sir," raid the mngitrnta e 'You opulniisn ime. t'videnco lhan been no: llluonio d ni:a illht this Illn c lmoo t o i lll. cientl to mlllnke 0 cooolulcvo case aalnnst himu " 1) tyoullliean for the murder of harry Tredall l1" " Yee, iir." Mr. T'lrner louglcd--tho laugh was a IfIorcd It 'e, sill it was a llttlh-- n he con. ' Thiis whle matnter is a Ireat farce." "A lifrcoe" ''exoltloid the other, Ildig. un\'t 4, ler." 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upon your rugqection. I shall hold this man on suspioion of betog a nlurderer, and in no doing eetl that I but fulfil my duot." Without further ado, he mado out a war. rent of commitmont, and ordrred a con. stable present to take O'Neil l! D trragh into custody. 1l Tha cillier obeyed his instructions at none by placing his hand on the detcotiv''e ehoul. der, raving: * You are my rinsonor." A few mionutes later, O'Neil 3['Dorrghb, whlore businces it was to run down caiminals, was hIimelf led off to prison as n suspected felon, Thes crowd at once dispersed, and the cx oiling cvento of the day were discussed far and wide. Th'ro was one remarkablo fact in the whole affair. Althouph the prisoner had been captured in Indian Jack's hut, with the blood.stained clothes in his po3casion, the half-breed's namo had not once been associated with tho murder since the final capture in the oourt. houEe. Another mysterious matter wasn what had become of the blood-3toincd clothing ? The woods had been scorched through and through, not only for the clothes, but the body of the victim. Two dao panooed, when it was determined to employ two experienced detectives from Sydney. No one know when they were to come, bnt eo bright morning a couple of emart. looking n?n dropped in upon the magio. irate. Their flrst request was to noe the pri. honer. Half an hour icter tlh, oflleoornpresented thenieclvcls at the prison. They were admitted.