One of them was addressed to "William Amos, McDonald, New York," and the other to "Newton Edwards, Denver, Colorado, care Windsor Hotel." Here was a dilemma! Could it be possible that Newton Edwards, knowing that the detectives were upon his track, would continue to use his own proper name, and have letters addressed to him in that open manner?
This was certainly a most foolhardy thing for a sensible man to do, who was seeking to evade the officers of justice.

Was it not more reasonable to think that Mrs.Andrews, taking alarm at the possibility of the actions of herself and family being watched, and being fully aware of the crime her brother had committed, would be advised to direct her letter to him under an assumed name?
A glance at the inside of these neat little envelopes would have satisfied all doubts upon the question, but with a delicate regard for the privacy of individual correspondence, William would not have opened them for any consideration.
"This is very clever," said he; "but I am afraid Mrs.Andrews is not quite sharp enough for us this time.

However, we will sleep upon the matter, and see what will turn up by to-morrow." The next morning all doubts were set at rest.

Mr.Warner, my son William and myself, were seated in my office discussing this question.

We were unanimous in our opinion that the letter addressed to Newton Edwards was a decoy; and with Everman's information before us, that Edwards was hiding somewhere in New York state, which began with a "Mac," all of us were convinced that the second letter alone was deserving of serious attention.
While we were thus debating the question, the mail brought us a report from William Everman at Woodford, that settled all doubts.