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i* ^ - vieorgeDdrt CTCCTIVCS - TheMystery of the Hanoverian Coins. AnEpisode in the career of JamesFrazer one time Chief of Police of London. COPYRIGHT 1911 BY W. G. CHAPMAN. OME time in 1881, John Gold, a retired merchant residing at Preston Park, Brighton, England, who had been traveling abroad, was mysteriously effaced from the earth. He was an his way home and had taken a first ;!ass carriage on the afternoon ex press train. But when the train reach ed its destination he was not in it. And vo stops had been made at way tations! The railway guards said that, he was last seen somewhere be tween the Merstham and Balcombe tunnels. When Iho railway carriage arrived at Preston Park a man, who gave the name of Lamon, alighted and claimed that he had been the victim of a mur derous assault. He said that there were two other persons in the car riage with him, one of whom was dis guised as a countryman. They had talked together on indifferent sub jects, but when the train entered the Merstham tunnel some one had fired a pistol. Lamon said that before he knew what was going on some one struck him on the head and he fell senseless on the floor. He averred that he remained in this condition un til just before the train reached Pres ton, when he recovered consciousness only to find himself alone in the car riage. iiin aj'jnuu (luv u uuiu uuu oivi j . He seemed dazed. He had lost his collar and tie, and from the appear ance of his clothing these articles had been torn forcibly from his per son. The ticket taker at Preston Park said that Lamon was very em phatic in his denunciation of the rail way company. The agent also noticed that the end of a watch chain was hanging from the boot of the injured man. The police offerd to accompany the man to his home where they might get his deposition. Ha said he resided at Croyden, and that it was not neces sary for them to go with him. They insisted, however, and he went to a girl’s boarding school at that place, managed by his relatives. He asked permission to go into the bouse to change his clothes. The police grant ed this request and while waiting for him strolled about the grounds. At the end of 15 minutes they regretted been known to act foolishly under try ing circumstances. Chief Frazer recalled that the guilty man in the famous Briggs murder had been captured from the fact that his photograph had been published in one of the London newspapers. Indeed, this case resembled the Gold murder in many of its leading aspects. Mr. Briggs was thrown from a railway car riage and killed. A hat that was left by the murderer contained a lining on which was printed the name of a well known English hatter. This clue led to the discovery and arrest of the culprit, although it involved a pur suit across the Atlantic ocean. The chief felt that some similar clue might bo found in the present in stance. Accordingly he addressed him self to the work of a minute examina tion of the railway carriage. The first discovery exceeded his fondest expectations. Two Hanoverian coins were picked up from the floor of the vehicle. That was a good starting point. A detective was next sent to the neighborhood where Lamon re sided. Every shop-keeper in that sec tion was subjected to a severe cross examination. Most of them knew the man, but said that he had not made any recent purchases. A young clerk in a grocery store, how ever, said that he had talked with La mon only two days before. “What did he want?" asked the de tective. “He came here and bought a quan tity of tinned goods,” was the re "How did he pay for them?” "In gold." “How do you remember this?” “Because It is so unusual, sir. Aft er he had finished selecting his goods, he handed me two Hanoverian coins, saying with a laugh that he didn't sup pose we would object to that sort of money. We didn’t. We took them for gold and he was given 13s. 6d. in change." The toils were now closing in around I>amon. When Mr. Gold was discovered dead it was found that his watch had disappeared, together with about $200 in money which he had collected in London that morning as dividends on some stock he owned. Several persons were found who were willing to swear that they had seen G0LD6 BQDYMd FOt/HD MMR Trtf BFLCOMBB TUHHBL their generosity and went Inside to seek their man. But he had gone. Ills relatives—who were very distant ones—had no knowledge of hla move ments. He told them he had to see a doctor at once and then had quickly, If somewhat discourteously, disappeared through a rear entrance of the school building. The officers returned to Brighton ▼fry much chagrined. Here fresh and very startling Information await ed them, it was announced that Mr. John Gold had been murdered. His body had been found on the ground Bear the line of the railway within the Balcombe tunnel. The physicians *'ho examined the corpse said that death had been caused by a fracture of the skull. The theory was that he had been first shot by some one In the car, and that after a struggle had been throwu from the train, thus receiving the wound which caused his death. James Frazer, the chief of police of London, gave the case his careful at tention. He realized from experience that there were no problems more dif ficult to solve than these mysteries of railway carriages. But ho was also aware that the merest trifle sometimes points the wav to the guilty man. The finger of suspicion in this case point ed very strongly to Lamon, but up to the time Frazer was called in It was merely conjecture. His flight was against him, but Innocent men have the watch In I^amon a possession, toe man wan very bold, for he left a per fect trail of gold along the chops where he had spent the money. Rut when the police came to the grocery store. It was as though they had reached the end of a blind alley. No further trace of the fellow or his money could be obtained. It has been said that there Is no place In the world where a man can lose his Identity more thoroughly than In tho city of London. Lamon had disappeared as completely as though he had been swallowed up by the earth. Not only the city police, but also the detectives from Scotland Yard, were given orders to look out for Lamon. Day after day went by and they had only their labor for their pains. A photograph of Lamon was now published in one of the daily newspapers with the announcement that he was wanted by the police. With this was given a brief account of tho murder of Gold. At this time there lived in a Step ney lodging an engraver of the name of Park. He was quiet and retiring in his manner and seemed to have no desire to mix with the other lodg ers. lie was greatly esteemed by his landlady, not only because he was reg ular in his habits, but also (more im portant) because he was regular in payment for his lodgings. He kept h*s blinds down constantly, saying quite frankly that he wished to escape ob servation and also that rest and quiet were necessary for his work. On the morning the newspaper pic ture of Lamon was published the Stepney landlady passed it over to her lodger and asked him if he did not think it was a remarkable case. He looked at the picture intently and also read the summarized account before he replied: “No; I don’t think there's anything wonderful about it.” “Goodness gracious, Mr. Park,” she protested, with the volubility of her class. “I think it’s the most romantic thing I ever heard of in all n.y born days.” Tlie engraver merely smiled. “You needn't laugh,” she cried; “just imagine a murderer being at large in the streets of London!” “There are many of them,” he com mented dryly. "Yes, but we may be passing this Lamon on the street for all we know.” "Quite likely.” “And you don’t think it's wonder ful!” Ho shook his head. ‘‘Only a clever criminal getting the best of the stupid police.” ‘‘They say murder will out,” re marked the landlady sagely. "Don’t you believe it,” retorted the engraver. "That's one of those copy book maxims that sounds well, but it won’t bear the test.” "But this fellow—this Lamon—will be caught sooner or later?” “Why?” “Well, everybody will be on the lookout for him after this publication.” The lodger threw his napkin aside with, a gesture of dissent. "He'll be safer now than ever,” he said; “he'll bo on his guard.” "You talk as if you knew him.” “I do,” he confided to her, “and from my knowledge of the man he will not let the police get him.” That afternoon the landlady met a friend who was a policeman, and re peated 4he conversation she had had with her lodger at the breakfast table. The policeman in turn reported it to his official superior, and before twen ty-four hourB had elapsed Mr. Park, engraver, was being shadowed by one of Mr. James Frazer's plain clothes men. But he stood the test well. He came and went silently but there was nothing in his daily life that did not seem to stand the severest scrutiny. The secretive lodger had a work bench in his room, supplied with tools, and at times he could be seen at work with a green shade pulled down over his eyes. Once or twice the man who was shadowing him lost the trail, but as the Bhadowed one promptly reap peared no great significance was at tached to these temporary lapses. One day Chief Frazer learned that a stranger had been seen in the Vicinity of Preston Park, Brighton, making in quiries concerning the Gold murder. The unknown person asked all Borts of questions and was particularly anxious to know the whereabouts of the ladies who kept the girls’ boarding school near Croyden. ThiB, It will be recalled, was the place where Lamon had gone directly after leaving the train, and whence, on the plea of changing his clothes, he had made his escape. It so happened that the school was closed for the short holi day, The pupils were at their homes and the ladles in charge were spend ing a few days in London. There was great consternation the following day when it was learned that someone had entered the school. The thief had broken open a side win dow, and after ransacking a number of rooms had escaped by the rear door. Drawers had been pulled out of their places and the contents thrown about the floor. But the amaz ing feature of it al^ was the fact that nothing had been stolen. At least, that was the assertion of the ladles, and they were in a position to know what they were talking about. They were maiden ladles and very precise and systematic in their habits. They had a little book which contained a list of every article in the house. This Included not only the furniture but also svery ornament, every book and every particular article of wear ing apparel. They made a careful sur vey of the establishment and found everything intact. Thus, but for the fright and the inconvenience of hav ing their property disarranged, no damage had been done. The police were at their wits’ ends. The murder was bad enough, but this useless housebreaking—to their official minds—seemed worse. It was sug gestive of the supernatural. It got on their nerves. But Chief Frazer, in his London office, was thinking and pre paring to act. The day after the second scare at Croyden he sent for a trusted officer and gave him minute instructions. That morning a plain clothes man called at the Stepney lodgings and asked for Mr. Bark. “I’m sorry,” said the loquacious lady, "but he’s gone to town.” “Then I’ll wait.” The landlady was delighted—and more talkative than usual. She gave the visitor many details concerning tbs daily life of Mr. Park. She was \\ P/tW THRUST H/S HMDS OUT UHTUmMGWMD /HR FL RSH ft Pm OFHMD CUFF6 MD BFF/f 3L/PPFD a oummsrd | especially impressive concerning the workshop of her lodger and even con sented to let the visitor take a peep into the sanctum sanctorum. “Oh,” he murmured with a satisfac tion that could not be concealed, “it’s just as I thought.” This emboldened the landlady. “Might I ask why you wanted to see Mr. Park?” “Certainly,” retorted the obliging caller, “I want him to tell me what he knows about the murder of Mr. Gold.” At this point In the conversation Mr. Park came Into the house. ‘‘My friend," said the officer, without any ceremony, "I want you to help me to arrest the murderer of John Gold.” The lodger smiled, showing a set of shining teeth. “My dear sir,” he replied, "your re quest is preposterous!” “Not so much as you think," laughed the officer. “Let me see the backs of your hands.” Mr. Park thrust his hands out unthinkingly, and the next moment a pair of handcuffs had been slipped on his unresisting w-rists. Mr. Lamon, alias Mr. Park, alias many other names, had come to the end of his string. Some contend that it was caused by his second foolish visit to the Croyden house whence he went to secure some of the booty he had concealed on his first call. Others —and they are in the majority—lay it to his imprudence in leaving the two Hanoverian coins on the floor of the railway carriage. MAN AND WIFE ARE ONE No Other Such Unity Between Two Pereone—Home Impoeelbie to Either One Alone. (Copyrighted by J. S. Klrtley.) Ideally speaking, a man and his wife are one; actually, they may be no more one than they always were. Marriage was designed to make them one, Is capable of doing bo and will actually accomplish the stupendous task, unless, at least one of them Is so abnormal as to be Incapable of go ing Into the unifying process or Is un willing to pay the price of such a de sirable consummation. In that case unity Is Impossible and marriage Itself is the most hideous of human abnor malities. Whatever the exceptions to that law of the wedded life, whatever the seri ous violations of it, we all know that its profound purpose is to take two and make them one. The poets have sung of that unity; we all dream of It, In our higher aspirations; the Book of books declares it true; the Man of men affirmed it with almost tragic ear nestness; the whole world considers them one, for its laws unite them in legal unity and, publicly and privately, they are embraced in the same judg ment. What is perhaps equally Inter esting to us Is the fact that every in-1 formed person knows many Instances that prove the claim true. There is no other such unity be tween two persons; it is the one sub lime instance of the unification of life, Its Ideals, its interests, its aims and Us activities. Of course no one can shut his eyes to the fact that some marriages are only a union, never a unity; and the number of them is all too large. Whether such is due to the abnormal character of one or both of the parties to the marriage or to the unwilling ness of ono or both to promote that unity, such marriage, to adopt the words of Talleyrand, is worse than a crime, it is a blunder. It seems a pity that those who are foredoomed to make a wreck of mar riage for either of the reasons given, cannot be restrained from the tragic step. But one* the Btep is taken there is no release of the worthy ono from any of the responsibilities of the vows voluntarily taken, and there is nothing to do but to cultivate all the virtues they both need and supply to the de linquent what Is lacking. A great power will come from such a disci pline and from such altruism. In time the effect of the example may be felt, as a new nucleating point Is found for common interests and activities and a unifying process started at last. That Is a kind of triumph no ono is ambitious for, but, as the alternative of utter disintegration, It will be a heroic achievement. We get a clearer Idea of the nature of this unity from the Incompleteness of either the man or woman alone— "useless each without the other.” Each Is a fraction vexed with the pain In completeness till they combine to form an Integer, each restless and homeless till they unite In making a home. That something which we call home is Impossible to either one alone. Each knows that the other Is neces sary to complete the life. To be sure there are great souls who seem provi dentially called on to render service to mankind, which can only be done by sacrificing home and those fellow ships that are to be found In the mar ried life. In that list wo place the Incomparable Paul and many noble women like Florence Nightingale and Mary Lyons and Jane Addams and Clara Barton. Perhaps we may write Michaelangelo and Beethoven in that list. And we all acknowledge love as the adequate "melting pot” In which the reconstruction can take place. Given, then, the Incompleteness of men and women without each other and love as the universal solvent and unifier and the unity to which they are in vlted is not only a necessity but a never-falling fascination. But there are two other facts that should give the aspirant for such life a salutary pause. One is that not ev ery ono of the fractions that seem available to him or her is capable of uniting with him or her in the forma tion of an integer. Both may be such large fractions that they will together foot up more than one, or so small they will only bo aiiothor fraction; or one will be so small a fraction as to furnish too little to the sum total to win any notice at all; or one may be long so Irretrievably to the class of irregular or defective or vulgar frac tions as to/ tiate the whole result, / % I A ; --.V The other fact is that, when on* unites with another to form that In teger, that is only the beginning, and unification must be made the one great business of the two, to be studied and planned for and carried forward, with the wisdom and skill and determiner tion required in the greatest enter prise ever undertaken by two human beings. Railroading and bookkeeping and shoemaking are sinecures beside this. Mutual assimilation is difficult enough, even though that Is what na ture has arranged for and assists In, but when special differences In tem perament and training and ♦—fclTl to be reckoned with, the process Is still more complex. Besides, there are so many things that make for dis integration it keepa two people watch ing all the time—so many ontalde In terests, social and recreational and professional, that there are apt to he two struggling fractions in the home Instead of a growing and triumphant Integer. One and one never equal one unless they both Intend to bare It ao. Each must take over the other’* Interest* and liabilities, foible* and fault*, strength and weakness, virtue* and vices; each to appropriate and ap* prove the virtue* of the other, a* if they were hi* own, each to bear with and overcome the fault* of the other as if he were dealing with hi* own faults. That excludes fault finding. Two are required to perfect that mutual life. One may put in his whole time in integrating work, but if the other is engaged in the disintegrating business, it will be a failure. Before marriage there may have been exter nal attractions, like music or a dash of the heroic or an interest in the money Involved, and the mask be laid ofc afterward, revealing the demon or the skeleton. It only makes for the inno cent one a greater task; but his only hope is in the awakening of the d»w lict Nor can there be unity when either one Is the “One” and the other noth ing. The accord of two, even though It take time to produce It, 1b required rather than the complete dominance of one. There are spheres In which each one Is to be completely In charge; there is a sphere In which ev erything is mutual. Both wills and hearts must be preserved entire. One a tyrant and the other a slave—that l| not unity. A deliberate choice of all the things they can have and think about and do In common, confidence in and confi dences with each other are necessary. It will promote that unity to assum* It always, whether It has yet reached Its ideal stage or not; before ths w-orld, for the sake of all concerned; before the children, for the sake ot all tho members of the family. The radical expression of disharmony in their presence is a sign of hopeless disintegration. Ix>ve, out of which the unity first began to grow, will accu mulate all strength and sweetness. At first they loved each other for what was to come; now they lovo for their common tolls and sufferings and trea* urea.