Litchfield enquirer., 1862-01-02
Alisfellal1l).
From the N. Y. Evening Courier.1 THE DEVIL IN PARIS.
Translated from the Leipsic Chronique.

a gentleman of good appearance called upon the Portier of house in Paris situated the near the Church of the Madelaines.
 My dear sir" said the stranger, who seemed possessed of very polite manner, "have you rooms to let'?"
 Yes answered Monsieur Portier, taking off his cap at the sight of the red ribbon decorating the button hole of his visitors coat l Will you be kind enough to show them to me?
 1 With pleasure, sir; but we have many Which will you look at There we have the First Floor. most excellent and convenient, with l tapestries of the latest fashion, and English chimnies-'
 It would not suit mel interrupted the Un- known.
 | Well then, We have rooms on the third floor, very comfortable. There are four apartments with kitchen. gentleman of the Chamber of Debates once resided here-' But my dear man.. said the stranger, again interrupting the voluble agent, a member of the Debates residing here at some time or other does not fit the apartments for me. Besides it is not the first, nor the second, nor the third floor that want. 1 wish to hire the garret of you.'
 The garret 2 echoed the Portier.
 Yes, sir the attic. Is it so singular thing for man to hire an attic?'
 No monsieur; but it is hardly habitable- All the winds have there their rendezvous. It is the lodge of all the concentrated rheumatisms of the world
 'Ce Ia ns est e,gal-uow high is the rent?
 Pardieu if you will have it-one hundred francs per year you shall take it for. But for gentleman like you. it seems to me-
 My dear sir said the Unknown, I have no time to trouble myself about what seems to you want to take possession of your garret immediately
 With these words, the mysterious tenant threw a louisd or before the astonished Portier, and to that worthys increasing wonderment en- tered an elegant carriage which at this moment drew up to the door. as if it had called for him, and which immediately drove away.
 l. appears to me, said the Portier to his wife, when the Unknown had gone away, that this is not all right
 What do you care,' answered shea very wise woman by her reply if he only pays, what is inc rest to us?'
 The room was arranged, the cobwel,s cleaned away. aud the only two remaining paEes of glass in the windows washed very bright ; in short the garret was made as hahtable as possible 4 few hours afterwards, the stranger again came this followed ny carrier, with smal! trunk of ebony wood and of q very singular shape-re scmbling much the furm of clli!d's coliiil The man followed his employer up stairs and on his way back. as hc Was passing the Portier says that worthy to him : What was in that trunk? Do you know?' Not bit do 1. said the other. All know is, it was devi1ish heavy" And he went away. Suppose it q human hody? said tho Porticr to himself; but that is not possible l will only receive one person here, said the nh, ,,tt thut unt tanned tho ptrfi. i.,r on the shoulder, as if he had issued from he wall, so noiselessiy had he came in. You will recognize him easily. He is tall young man. with dark and perhaps sinister face, good ap- pearance otherwise, but of rather rough manner. Can you not tell his name ,? No, do not wish to have it known at all But may 1 not know some other means by which to distinguish him from others who might call 2
 Well, then you will know him by the pass word he will give you'
 And what is tllat?'
 He will say, / arant 10 90 10 tue deuH!
 The Portier and his wife were almost paral- yzed at these words and the almost Satanic calmness of the stranger but the Unknown as cended unconcernedly to his garret. On the same day the expected visitor called for the first time. He was, indeed, being of gloomy physiognomv. Long black eyelashes and fringed eyes. filled with an extraordinary fire, which gave to the rest of his face wered fantastic expression. 1 | wish to go to the devil " he cried | P ass on. with pleasure, monsieur! said the Porter. with slight accent of sarcasm. | On many succeeding days the same person called and went up to the mysterious Unknown. Their meetings lasted through the greater rart of the day. during which, it appeared to the Por- tier. they passed their time in singing unholy songs. Towards five o'clock, generally, they both went away together, and returned again, separately. the following morning. These things l lasted perhaps month. At last the Portier, his curiosity and impatience to know something of his tenant and his mysterious visitor becom- ing uncomfortable, determined to find out what all of this singular business meant. l For this purpose. the next time the Visitor came, he followed him noiselessly up stairs, and when the two-tenant and guest--were locked in he placed his ear to the keyhole of the attic door.
 'Only courage he heard the Tenant say, as the other seemed to be clearing his voice previ. ous to beginning one of his songs.
 You talk easy 9 suid the Visitor.
 Do you believe any one can play the Devil as he likes?'
 'Iknow it is difficult, but with you it becomes possible.
 But even cannot represent him this way said the other.
 Good God murmured the Portier who did not quite overhear everything. They are two Rascals who are in league with the Devilv I My dear frierd,' remarked the Unknown the part you have to play is much more beauti full than you think at first. You are to make the dead arise from this grave" Holy Virgin, how terrible muttered the trembling Portier.
 You will challenge Satan and all his cohorts and all the demons will answer your voice. Heaven have mercy on your souls! howle6 the terrified listener, tumbling in the wildest excitement down stairs.
 He ran as fast as he could then, out of tho house and to the Commissary of Police, to whom he described the arrival of the stranger, his mon strously shaped black trunk, and all the details of the affair.
 The Commissary immediately put on his cock ed hat, and cooked it we'll on the side of hi; head then he went along with the Portier tt the hel[sh garret, and in a few minutes the Con , spirators hear distinctly the novel summons
 Open in the name of the King! The door is instantly opened, and the Com
 missary demands the name of the Unknown. GIoAcoNo MEYERBEER, answered he loudly.
 And yours demanded the Representativ, of the Police of the Visitor who had given ss
 much uneaslness to the Portier. <; LE VAssEUR! first bass of the Grand Opera
 You are accused of Black Mapistry. gcntle D men said the Commissary, politely taking of
 his hat in the presence of the two celebratet ? men. l little needed the accusation of on
 frightened friend here, in the first place. but