American Detective Fiction    April 1841-July 1891

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  PPublished in
Fond du Lac [WI], September 12, 1850
Wisconsin Argus, October 22, 1850

This story was originally published as “Recollections of a Police-Officer: The Pursuit” in Chambers' Edinbugh Journal on July 13, 1850.

This story was later published in the collection Recollections of a Police-Officer by William Russell, under the pseudonym Thomas Waters (London: J.& C. Brown & Co., 1856).

Prior to the British publication of this volume, a pirated collection of the stories--also titled Recollections of a Police-Officer--was published in America (New York: Cornish and Lamport, 1852).


"The Pursuit," continued from p. 9

country.—The letter went on to state where a large amount of banknotes and acceptances which he had been unable to change or discount, might be found.

“This letter,” said I, “is a very important one; but where is the envelope?”

Mr. Thompson searched his pocket book; it was not there. “I must have dropped it,” he exclaimed, “at my lodgings. Pray, wait till I return. I am extremely anxious to convince you of this unfortunate young man’s innocence. I will not be more than a few minutes absent.” He then hurried out.

I looked at my watch; it wanted five-and-twenty minutes to eight. “I have but a very few minutes to spare,” I observed to the still passionately grieving wife; “and as to the letter, you had better place it in the hand of the attorney for the defense.”

“Ah, sir,” sobbed the wife, raising her timid eyes toward me, “you do not believe us, or you would not be so eager to seize my husband.”

    “Pardon me,” I replied, “I have no right to doubt the truth of what you have told me; but my duty is a plain one, and must be performed.”

“Tell me frankly, honestly,” cried the half-frantic woman, with a renewed burst of tears, “if, in your opinion, this evidence will save my unhappy, deeply injured husband? My father, I fear, deceives me—deceives himself with a vain hope.”

I hesitated to express a very favorable opinion of the effect of a statement, obnoxious, as a few moments reflection suggested, to so much suspicion. The wife quickly interpreted the meaning of my silence, and broke at once into hysterical lamentation. It was with the greatest difficulty I kept life in her by copious showers of water from the decanter that stood on the table. This endured some time. At last I said abruptly, for my watch admonished me that full ten minutes had been passed in this way, that I must summon the waiter and leave her.

“Go—go,” said she, suddenly rallying, “since it must be so. I—I will follow.”

Continued on p. 11


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