hich statement was supported by THEIR respective evidence.

One of the jury shrewdly observed, that the circumstance of Mr.
Tisdall's having sustained so heavy a loss might have suggested to some
ill-minded persons accidentally hearing it, the plan of robbing him,
after having murdered him in such a manner as might make it appear that
he had committed suicide; a supposition which was strongly supported
by the razors having been found thus displaced, and removed from their
case. Two persons had probably been engaged in the attempt, one watching
by the sleeping man, and ready to strike him in case of his awakening
suddenly, while the other was procuring the razors and employed in
inflicting the fatal gash, so as to make it appear to have been the act
of the murdered man himself. It was said that while the juror was making
this suggestion Sir Arthur changed colour.

Nothing, however, like legal evidence appeared against him, and the
consequence was that the verdict was found against a person or persons
unknown; and for some time the matter was suffered to rest, until, after
about five months, my father received a letter from a person signing
himself Andrew Collis, and representing himself to be the cousin of the
deceased. This letter stated that Sir Arthur was likely to incur not
merely suspicion, but personal risk, unless he could account for certain
circumstances connected with the recent murder, and contained a copy of
a letter written by the deceased, and bearing date, the day of the week,
and of the month, upon the night of which the deed of blood had been
perpetrated. Tisdall's note ran as follows:

'DEAR COLLIS,
'I have had sharp work with Sir
Arthur; he tried some of his stale tricks, but soon found that _I_ was
Yorkshire too: it would not do--you understand me. We went to the work
like good ones, head, heart and soul; and, in fact, since I came here, I
have lost no time. I am rather fagged, but I am sure to be well paid
for my hardship; I never want sleep so long as I can have the music of a
dice-box, and wherewithal to pay the piper. As I told you, he tried some
of his queer turns, but I foiled him like a man, and, in return, gave
him more than he could relish of the genuine DEAD KNOWLEDGE.

'In short, I have plucked the old baronet as never baronet was plucked
before; I have scarce left him the stump of a quill; I have got
promissory notes in his hand to the amount of--if you like round
number