CHAPTER LXV.

FROM "THE LITTLE BUSY BEE."

"The sensational incidents in the Bishop Street Police Court to-day,

where two innocent men were charged with the murder of Samuel Boyd of

Catchpole Square, were in keeping with the startling developments of

this monstrous crime which we have recorded from day to day. A full

report of the proceedings appears in our columns, and we challenge the

masters of sensational fiction to produce a story so remarkable and

extraordinary. Writing at high pressure, we have neither the time nor

the space for a careful consideration of all the features of this

Mystery-murder--no longer a mystery, thanks to the doings of the

child-heroine, Gracie Death, and of Richard Remington, who, with the

son of the murdered man, almost fell a victim to one of the vilest

conspiracies in the history of crime. To-morrow we shall go fully into

all the details; to-day we must content ourselves with supplementing

the report of the police court proceedings and incidents by such

further particulars as have come to our knowledge.

"Mr. Ezra Lynn is in custody, and will be brought before the

magistrate on Monday. There are rumours that he intends to make

confession, with the view of showing that he was not the actual

perpetrator of the horrible crime. We make no comment upon this

rumour, confident that justice will be done.

"Dr. Pye, otherwise Louis Lorenz, is dead. Upon his body were found

the brands mentioned by Pitou, proving him to be the notorious

criminal, Louis Lorenz. Of this monster's character it is difficult to

speak; from the little that is known of it a strange study is

presented to the psychologist. Undoubtedly a man of high attainments,

it seems to be certain that he was an earnest student in the science

of alchemy, which, vague and imaginative as it has been proved to be,

is the parent of that higher and positive science of chemistry, to

which mankind owes so much. The times are past when astrology, magic,

and alchemy were seriously considered. Religion and philosophy once

acknowledged them, but does so no longer. But there are still in the

world dreamers with diseased imaginations, and one of these appears to

have been Louis Lorenz, who, with his love for ancient art, regarded

even the most horrible crimes as but a means to further his visionary

ends. We shall at present say no more of him except that it is to be

deplored that he has escaped justice, and does not live to expiate his

crimes on the scaffold.

"What shall we say of little Gracie Death? History supplies no sweeter

and more touching example of courage and devotion. In saying this we

but echo the public voice, for so great was the enthusiasm when she

issued from the police court that the people would have carried her

through the streets on their shoulders. This was sensibly avoided, and

she and her parents were taken to their humble home in Lady Wharton's

carriage. All honour to this brave child, at whose feet we lay our

tribute of admiration. Let some recognition of the noble qualities she

displayed be made in our modern manner. Let us lift her family from

poverty. We are already in the receipt of letters anticipating our

wishes in this direction. The correspondence will appear in our

to-morrow's issues, but we append a list of the donors, their

contributions ranging from the modest sixpence to the regal sovereign.

We esteem it a privilege to head the list with a contribution of five

pounds."

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