The Leavenworth Case. Popular edition

Book I. The Problem

aurm t.u. I. "A Great Case" .... i II. The Coroner's Inquest . 12 III. Facts and Deductions ... , 18 IV. A Clue . . 40 V. Expert Testimony 48 VI. Side-Lights 57 VII. Mary Leavenworth 64 VIII. Circumstantial Evidence .... 73 IX. A Discovery 91 X. Mr. Gryce receives new Impetus . . ioj XI. The Summons 115 XII. Eleanore ....... . nj XIII The Problem 131

Book II. Henry Clavering

XIV Mr. Gryce at Home . . 141 XV Ways Opening 15S XVI. The Will of a Millionaire . . 168 XVII. The Beginning of Great Surprises . 174 XVIII. On the Stairs 187 XIX In my Office 196 XX. "Trueman I Trueman ! Trueman I" x>4 CONTENTS. CHAfT.ll. »»0* XXI. A Prejudice *" XXII. Patch-Work "° XXIII The Story of a Charming Woman . . 242 XXIV A Report followed by Smoke . . .254 XXV Timothy Cook . . . . . 266 XXVI Mr. Gryce explains himself . . 176

Book III. Hannah

XXVII. Amy Belden . tgo XXVIII. A Weird Experience 299 XXIX. The Missing Witness 316 XXX. Burned Paper 323 XXXI. Q 331 XXXII. Mrs. Belden's Narrative 344 XXXIII. Unexpected Testimony 378

Book IV. The Problem Solved

XXXIV. Mr. Gryck resumes control . 38c XXXV. Fine Work .... . XXXVI. Gathered Threads _2_, XXXVII. Culmination .„ XXXVIII. A Full Confession .... M5 XXXIX The Outcome of a Great Crime .

Book I. The Problem

I. "A ORKAT CASK." A deed ol dreadful note. Macbeth. I had been a junior partner in the firm of Veeley, Carr & Raymond, attorneys and counsellors at law, for about a year, when one morning, in the temporary absence of both Mr. Veeley and Mr. Carr, there came into our office a young man whose whole appearance was so indic ative of haste and agitation that I involuntarily rose as he approached, and advanced to meet him. " What is the matter, sir ? " I inquired. " You have no bad news to tell me, I hope." " I have come to see Mr. Veeley ; is he in ?" " No," I replied ; " he was unexpectedly called away this morning to Washington ; cannot be home before to morrow ; but if you will make your business known to me—" " To you sir ? " interrupted he, turning a very cold, but steady eye on mine ; then seeming to be satisfied with his scrutiny, continued, " There is no reason why I shouldn't ; my business is no secret.

I came to inform him that Mr. Leavenworth is dead." "Mr. Leavenworth ! " I exclaimed, falling back a step. Mr. Leavenworth was an old client of our firm, to say nothing of his being the particular friend of Mr. Veeley. " Yes, murdered ; shot through the head by some un known person while sitting at his library table." " Shot ! murdered ! " I could scarcely believe my ears. What ! the genial, whole-souled old gentleman, who, but a week before had stood in that very spot, twitting me with my bachelorhood and asking me in the same breath to come to his house and see what he had there to show me ' I stared at the man beside me, half incredulously. " How ? when ? " I gasped. " Last night. At least so we suppose. He was not found till this morning. I am Mr. Leavenworth's private secretary," he explained, " and live in the family.

It was a dreadful shock," he went on, " especially to the ladies." " Dreadful ! " I repeated. " Mr. Veeley will be over whelmed by it." " They are all alone," continued he in a low business like way I afterwards found to be inseparable from the man ; " the Misses Leavenworth I mean — Mr. Leaven worth's nieces ; and as an inquest is to be held there to-day, it is deemed proper they should Iwe some one present capable of advising them. As Mr. Veeley was their uncle's best friend, they naturally sent me for him, but he being •bsent, I don't know what to do or where to go." "Well," replied I, "I am a stranger to the ladies, but if I can be of any assistance to them, my respect for their Dncle is such — " The expression of the secretary's eye stopped me. Without seeming to wander from my face, its pupil had suddenly dilated till it appeared to embrace my whole per son within its scope.

" I don't know," remarked he finally, a slight frown testifying to the fact that he was not altogether pleased with the turn affairs were taking. " Perhaps it would be best. The ladies must not be left alone — " " Say no more," interrupted I ; "I will go." And sitting down I despatched a hurried message to Mr. Veeley, after which, and the few other preparations necessary, I accom panied the secretary to the street. " Now," said I, " tell me all you know of this frightful affair." "All I know? A few words will do that. I left him last night sitting as usual at his library table, and found him this morning, seated in the same place, almost in the same position, but with a bullet hole in his head as large as the end of my little finger." " Dead ? " " Stone dead." " Horrible ! " I exclaimed. Then after a moment " Could it have been a suicide ?

" " No. The pistol with which the deed was committed is not to oe found." " But if it was a murder, there must have been some motive. Mr. Leavenworth was too benevolent a man to have enemies, and if robbery was intended — " " There was no robbery. There is nothing missing/' he again interrupted. " The whole affair is a mystery." " A mystery ? " "An utter mystery." Turning, I looked at my informant curiously. The in mate of a house in which a mysterious murder had oc curred was rather an interesting object. But the good featured and yet totally unimpressive countenance of the man beside me, offered but little basis for even the wildest imagination to work upon, and glancing almost im mediately away I asked, " Are the ladies very much overcome ? " He took at least a half dozen steps before replying.

" It would be unnatural if they were not," he said at last ; and whether it was the express,vm of his face at the time or the nature of the reply itself, I felt that in speak ing of these ladies to this uninteresting self-possessed secretary of the late Mr. Leavenworth, I was somehow treading upon dangerous ground. As I had heard they were very accomplished women, I was not altogether pleased at this discovery, ft was, therefore, with a certain consciousness of relief that I saw a Fifth avenue stage approach. * We will defer our conversation," said I. " Here's Jie stage." But once seated within it, we soon discovered that all intercourse upon such a subject was impossible. Employ ing the time, therefore, in running over in my mind what I knew of Mr. Leavenworth, I found that my knowledge was limited to the bare fact of his being a retired merchant of great wealth and fine social position, who in default of possessing children of his own, had taken into his home two nieces, one of whom had already been declared his heiress.

To be sure I had heard Mr. Veeley speak of his eccentricities, giving as an instance this very fact of his making a will in favor of one niece to the utter exclusion of the other, but of his habits of life and connection with the world at large, I knew little or nothing. There was a great crowd in front of the house when we arrived there, and I had barely time to observe that it was a corner dwelling of unusual depth as well as width, when I was seized by the throng and carried quite to the foot of the broad stone steps. Extricating myself, though with some difficulty, owing to the importunities of a boot-black and butcher-boy, who seemed to think that by clinging to my arms they might be able to smuggle them selves into the very scene of the tragedy, I mounted the Steps, and finding the secretary by some unaccountable good fortune close to my side, hurriedly rang the bell.

Im mediately the door opened, and a face I recognized as that of one of our city detectives, appeared in the gap. " Mr. Gryce ! " I exclaimed. "The same," replied he. " Come in, Mr. Raymond.' And drawing us quietly into the house, he shut the dooJ with a grim smile on the disappointed crowd without. "I trust you are not surprised to see me here," said he, holding out his hand, with a side glance at my companion. " No," returned I. Then with a vague idea that I ought to introduce the young man at my side, continued, " This is Mr. , Mr. , — excuse me, but I do not know 7our name," I said turning with a glance of inquiry to my companion — " the private secretary of the late Mr. Leavenworth," I hastened to add. " O," returned he, " the secretary ! The coroner has been asking for you, sir." "The coroner is here then," said I. " Yes ; the jury have just gone up stairs to view the body ; would you like to follow them ?

" " No," said I. " It is not necessary. I have merely come in the hope of being of some assistance to the young ladies. Mr. Veeley is away." " And you thought the opportunity too good to be lost,'; he went on ; " just so. Still now that you are here and as the case promises to be a marked one, I should think that as a rising young lawyer, you would wish to make yourself acquainted with it in all its details. But follow your own judgment." I made an effort and overcame my repugnance. " ] will go," said I. " Very well then," he replied, " follow me." But just as I set foot on the stairs I heard the jury de scending, so drawing back with Mr. Gryce into the recess between the reception room and parlor, I had time to re mark, " The young man says that it could not have been the work of a burglar."

" Indeed ! " fixing his eye on a door-knob near by. " That nothing has been found missing — " " And that the fastenings to the house were all found secure this morning ; just so." " He did not tell me that. In that case " — and I shuddered — " the murderer must have been in the house all night." Mr. Gryce smiled darkly at the door-knob. "It has a dreadful look ! " exclaimed I. Mr. Gryce immediately frowned at the door-knob. And here let me say that Mr. Gryce, the detective, was not the thin, wiry individual with a shrewd eye that seems to plunge into the core of your being and pounce at once upon its hidden secret, that you are doubtless expecting to see. Mr. Gryce was a portly, comfortable personage with an eye that never pounced, that did not even rest — on you, If it rested anywhere, it was always on some insignificant object in your vicinity, some vase, inkstand, book or but ton.

These things he would seem to take into his con fidence, make the repositories of his conclusions, but you —you might as well be the steeple on Trinity Church, foi all the connection you ever appeared to have with him 01 his thoughts. At present then, Mr. Gryce was, as I have already suggested, on intimate terms with the door-knob. "A dreadful look," I repeated. His eye shifted to the button on my sleeve. " Come," he said, " the coast is clear at last." Leading the way, he mounted the stairs, but stopped on the upper landing. " Mr. Raymond," said he, " I am not in the habit of talking much about the secrets of my profession, but in this case every thing depends upon getting the right clew at the start. We have no common villainy to deal with here ; genius has been at work. Now some times an absolutely uninitiated mind will intuitively catch at something which the most highly trained intellect will miss.

If such a thing should occur, remember that I am your man. Don't go round talking, but come to me. For this is going to be a great case, mind you, a great case. Now come on." " But the ladies ? " " They are in the rooms above ; in grief of course, but tolerably composed for all, I hear." And advancing to a door, he pushed it open and beckoned me in. All was dark for a moment, but presently my eyes be coming accustomed to the place, I saw that we were in the library. " It was here that he was found," said he ; " in this room and upon this very spot." And advancing he laid his hand on the end of a large, baize-covered table that together with its attendant chairs, occupied the centre ol the room. " You see for yourself that it is directly op posite this door," and, crossing the floor, he paused in front of the threshold of a narrow passage way, opening into a room beyond.* "As the murdered man was discovered sitting in this chair, and consequently with his back to wards the passage-way, the assassin must have advanced through the doorway to deliver his shot, pausing let us say about here."

And Mr. Gryce planted his feet firmly upon a certain spot in the carpet, about a foot from the threshold before mentioned. " But — " I hastened to interpose. " There is no room for but," he cried. " We have studied the situation." And without deigning to dilate upon the subject, he turned immediately about and stepping swiftly before me, led the way into the passage named. " Wine closet, clothes closet, washing apparatus, * For those who are interested in the details of this affair, is giren : — the following diagran a. ISbnrj Table, a. Chair. J. Pauage-waj. 4. BeJ. 5. Shaving Stand towel-rack," explained he, waving his hand from s.'de to side as we hurried through, finishing with " Mr. Leaven worth's private apartment," as that room in all its elegance opened upon us. Mr. Leavenworth's private apartment 1 It was here then that it ought to be, the horrible blood-curdling /'/ that yesterday was a living breathing man.

Advancing to the bed that was hung with heavy curtains, I raised my hand to put them back, when Mr. Gryce drawing them from my clasp, disclosed lying upon the pillow a cold, calm face looking so natural, I involuntarily started. " His death was too sudden to distort the features," said he, turning the head to one side in a way to make visible a ghastly wound in the back of the cranium. " Such a hole as that sends a man out of the world without much notice. The surgeon will convince you it could never have been inflicted by himself. It is a case of deliberate mur der." Horrified I drew hastily back, when my glance fell upon a door situated directly opposite me in the side of the wall towards the hall. It appeared to be the only out let from the room with the exception of the passage through which »ve had entei ed, and I could not help won dering if it was through there the assassin had come on his roundabout course to the library.

But Mr. Gryce seem ingly observant of my glancr, though his own was fixed i pon the chandelier, made ha ;te to remark, as if in replv to the inquiry in my face, H Found locked on theinside ; may have come that way and may not : we don't pretend to say." Observing now that the bed was undisturbed in its arrangement, I remarked, " He had not retired then ? " " No ; the tragedy must be ten hours old. Time for the murderer to have studied the situation and provided for all contingencies." " The murderer ? Whom do you suspect ? " I whispered. He looked impassively at the ring on my finger. " Every one and nobody. It is not for me to suspect but to detect." And dropping the curtain into its former position he led me from the room. The coroner's inquest being now in session, I felt a strong desire to be present, so requesting Mr. Gryce to in form the ladies that Mr. Veeley being absent from town, I had come as one of his partners, to render them any as sistance they might require on so melancholy an occasion, I proceeded to the large parlor below and took my seat among the various persons there assembled.

THK CORONER'S INQUEST. The baby figure of the giant mass Of things to come. TKOILUS AND CRESSEJA. For a few minutes I sat dazed by the sudden flood ol light that greeted me from the many open windows, then as the strongly contrasting features of the scene before me began to impress themselves upon my consciousness, I found myself experiencing something of the same sensa tion of double personality, which years before had followed an enforced use of ether. As at that time it appeared to me that I was living two lives at once, in two distinct places, with two separate sets of incidents going on, so now did I seem to be divided between two irreconcilable trains of thought ; the gorgeous house, its elaborate furnishing, the little glimpses of yesterday's life as seen in the open piano with its sheet of music held in place by a lady's dainty fan, occupying my attention fully as much as the aspect of the throng of incongruous and impatient people, huddled about me.

Perhaps one reason of this lay in the extraordinary splendor of the room I was in ; the glow of satin, glitter of bronze and glimmer of marble meeting the eye at every turn. But I am rather inclined to think that it was mainly ■». 13 THE PROBLEM. due to the force and eloquence of a certain picture that confronted me from the opposrre wall. A sweet pictuie — sweet enough and poetic enough to have been conceived by the most. idealistic of artists: simple too — the vision of a young, golden-haired, blue-eyed coquette, dressed in the costume of the First Empire, standing in a woodpath look ing back over her shoulder as at some one following — yet with such a dash of something not altogether saintlike in the corners of her meek eyes and baby-like lips, that it impressed me with the individuality of life.

Had it not been for the open dress with its waist almost beneath the armpits, the hair cut short on the forehead and the pei section of the neck and shoulders, I should have taken it for a literal portrait of one of the ladies of the house. As it was, I could not rid myself of the idea that one, if not both of Mr. Leavenworth's nieces, looked down upon me from the eyes of this entrancing blonde, with the beckon ing glance and forbidding hand. So vividly did this fancy impress me, that I half shuddered as I looked, wondering if this sweet creature did not know what had occurred in this house since the happy yesterday, that she should stand there smiling so invitingly, — when suddenly I became aware that I had been watching the little crowd of men about me, with as complete an attention as if there were nothing else in the room but themselves.

That the face of the coroner, sternly intelligent and attentive, was as distinctly imprinted upon my mind, as that of this lovely pic ture, or the clearer-cut and more noble features of the sculptured Psyche, shiniqtffti mellow beauty from the crimson-hung window at his right. Yes, even that the va rious countenances of the jurymen clustered before me, commonplace and insignificant as most of them were, the trembling forms of the excited servants crowded into a fai corner, and the still more disagreeable aspect of the pale faced seedy reporter, seated at a small table and writing with a ghoul-like avidity that made my flesh creep, were each and all as fixed an element in the remarkable scene before me, as the splendor of the surroundings which made their piesence such a nightmare of discord and unreality.

I have spoken of the coroner. As fortune would have it, he was no stranger to me. I had not only seen him be fore, but had had frequent conversation with him, in fact knew him. His name was Hammond, and he was univei sally regarded as a man of more than ordinary acuteness, fully capable of conducting an important examination with the necessary skill and address. Interested as I was, or rather was likely to be in this particular inquiry, I could not but congratulate myself upon our good fortune in having so intelligent a coroner. As for his jurymen, they were, as I have intimated, very much like all other bodies of a similar character. Picked up at random from the streets, but from such streets as the Fifth and Sixth avenues, they presented much the same appearance of average intelligence and refinement as might be seen in the chance occupants of one of our city stages rolling down Broadway, with its quota of business men.

Indeed, I marked but one amongst them all who seemed to take any interest in the inquiry, as an inquiry ; all the rest appearing to oe actuated in the fulfilment of their duty by the commoner instincts of pity and indignation. Dr. Maynard, the well-known surgeon of Thirty-sixth Street, was the first witness called. His testimony was mainly concerning the nature of the wound found in the murdered man's head. As some of the facts presented by him are likely to prove of importance to us in our narra tive, I will proceed to give a synopsis of what he said. Prefacing his remarks with some account of himself, and the manner in which he had been summoned to ;he house by one of the servants, he went on to state that upon his arrival, he found the deceased lying on a bed in the second-story front room, with the blood clotted about a pistol wound in the back of the head ; having evidently been carried there from the adjoining apartment some hours after death.

It was the only wound discovered on the body, and having probed it, he had found and ezracted the bullet which he now handed to the jury. It was lying in the brain, having entered at the base of the skull, passed obliquely upward, and at once struck the medulla oblongata, causing instant death. The fact of the ball having entered the brain in this peculiar manner, he deemed worthy of note, since it would pro duce not only instantaneous death but an utterly motion jcss one. Further, from the position of the bullet hole and the direction taken by the bullet, it was manifestly impossible that the shot should have been sired by the man himself, even if the condition of the hair about the wound did not completely demonstrate the fact that the shot was fired from a point some three or four feet distant.

Still further, considering the angle at which the bullet had en tered the skull, it was evident that the deceased must not only have been seated at the time, a fact about which there could be no dispute, but he must also have been engaged in some occupation which drew his head forward. For, in order that a ball should enter the head of a man sitting erect at the angle seen here, of 45*, it would be necessary not only for the pistol to be held very low down, but in a peculiar position ; while if the head had been bent forward as in the act of writing, a man holding a pistol naturally with the elbow bent, might very easily fire a ball into the brain at the angle observed. Upon being questioned in regard to the bodily health of Mr. Leavenworth, he replied that the deceased appeared to have been in good condition at the time of his death, but that not being his attendant physician, he could not speak conclusively upon the subject without further ex amination ; and to the remark of a juryman, observed that he had not seen pistol or weapon lying upon the floor, or indeed anywhere else in either of the above-mentioned rooms.

I might as well add here what he afterwards stated, that from the position of the table, the chair and the door b* hind it, the murderer, in order to satisfy all the conditions imposed by the situation, must have stood upon or just within the threshold of the passage way leading into the room beyond. Also, that as the ball was small and from a rifled barrel, and thus especially liable to deflections while passing through bones and integuments, it seemed to him ev'dent, that the victim had made no effort to raise or turn his head when advanced upon by his destroyer ; the fear ful conclusion being, that the footstep was an accustomed one, and the presence of its possessor in the room either known or expected. The physician's testimony being ended, the coroner picked up the bullet which had been laid on the table be fore him, and for a moment rolled it contemplatively be tween his fingers, then drawing a pencil from his pocket, hastily scrawled a line or two on a piece of paper and calling an officer to his side, delivered some command in a low tone.

The officer taking up the slip, looked at it for an instant knowingly, then catching up his hat left the room. Another moment, and the front door closed on him, and a wild halloo from the crowd of urchins without, told of his appearance in the street. Sitting where I did, I had a full view from the window of the corner. Looking out, I saw the officer stop there, hail a cab, hastily enter it and disappear in the direction of Broadway. FACTS AND DEDUCTIONS. Confusion now hath made his master-piece | Most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope The Lord's anointed temple and stolen thence The life of the building. Macikth. Turning my attention back into the room where I wa% I found the coroner consulting a memorandum, through a very impressive pair of gold eye-glasses. " Is the butler here ? " he asked.

Immediately there was a stir among the group of ser vants in the corner, and an intelligent-looking though some what pompous Irishman stepped out from their midst and confronted the jury. " Ah," thought I to myself as my glance encountered his precise whiskers, steady eye, and re spectfully attentive though by no means humble expression, " here is a model servant who is likely to prove a model witness." And I was not mistaken, Thomas, the butler, was in all respects one in a thousand — and he knew it. The coroner, upon whom as upon all others in the room, he seemed to have made the like favorable impression, proceeded without hesitation to interrogate him. " Your name, I am told, is Thomas Dougheity r ' " Yes, sir." ' Well, Thomas, how long have you been employed :n youi present situation ?

" " It must be a matter of two years now, sir." " You are the person who first discovered the iody of Mr. Leavenworth ? " " Yes, sir; I and Mr. Harwell." " And who is Mr. Harwell ? " "Mr. Harwell is Mr. Leavenworth's private secretary, sir ; the one who did his writing." . " Very good. Now at what time of the day or night was it that you made this discovery ? " " It was early, sir ; early this morning, about eight." " And where ? " " In the library, sir, off Mr. Leavenworth's bedroom We had forced our way in, feeling anxious about his net coming to breakfast." " You forced your way in ; the door then was locked ? " " Yes, sir." "On the inside?" " That I cannot tell ; there was no key in the door." " Where was Mr. Leavenworth lying when you first found him ? " " He was not lying, sir. He was seated at the largo table in the centre of the room, his back to he bedroom door ; leaning forward, his head on his hands."

" How was he dressed ?" " In his dinner suit, sir, just as he came from the table last night." THE LEAVENWORTH CASK " Were there any evidences in the room that a struggle had taken place?" " No, sir " " Any pistol on the floor or table ? " " No, sir." " Any reason to suppose that robbery had been at tempted ? " " No, sir. Mr. Leavenworth's watch and purse were both in his pockets." Being asked to mention who were in the house at the time of the discovery, he replied, " The young ladies, Miss Mary Leavenworth and Miss Eleanore, Mr. Harwell, Kate the cook, Molly the up-stairs girl, and myself." " The usual members of the household ? " " Yes, sir." " Now tell me whose duty it is to close up the house nights." " Mine, sir." " Did you secure it as usual, last night ? " " I did, sir." " Who unfastened it this morning ?