The Shasta courier., 1866-12-08
Love and Murder--An Incident of New
York Society.

i" Satanella," the lively correspondent of
the S. F. Call, in New York, furnishes us
with the following interesting little bit of life
in the Empire City, under date of Novem-
Der /:
A MARRIED LADY TOO LIBERAL OF HER AZ
FEcTIoN-A JEALOUS HUSBAND AND SPY.
There has been curious love-atfair here,
leading to assassination of clandestine
love in good sooth, mental jeaously, grave
apprehension, terribly close chance of dis
coyerv. and murder as means of escape
A certain gentleman of wealth and position.
with an interesting wife and family moving
in fashionable circles, happened to be "a con
frmed roue. His appetite for woman is in
satiable. and it is only paraleled by his
success amongst them, for | am sorry to say
it. but thousands of my sex do love male ad
miration to excess, and thousands aciH in
dulge in firtations who are otherwise unex-
ceptionabein their conduct, and firtations
too often lead to shame and disgrace. The
gentleman in question, besides being opu
lent is good looking, well made, of pleasing
manners, and Just the kind of PERSONS to be
called lady killer" He is always sup
posed to have dozen affairs of gallantry on
hand at time, but on this occasion he was
specially engrossed in one a married woman.
whose husband had been put on the watch
qua rire, by somebody, and who was deter
mined to make an example of him. Busi
ness, however, compelled said husband to be
frequently absent at night, and hence he
needed spy. This spy be at length pro-
cured in a night patrolman, or policeman,
whose "beat'' or walk included the house of
the jealous husband.
Our policemen are armed with revolvers as
well as clubs and this one was directed to
pursue the Don Juan as ne issued from the
house, arrest him as a burglar, club him
severely if he resisted, and shoot him down
if he persisted in trying to escape. Our
Don Juan was known to lie both bold and
brave. 1t was not likely that he would allow
himself to be captured and Gagged without a
desperate struggle, in order that he might be
put up as public show, pillorie1, as it were,
for the common gaze, exposed, tried, and
covered with opprobrum. His death, there
fore, seemed inevitable. The policeman was
faithful, and watched the house well. Still
our Don Juan got in and out again several
times, despite all espionage. The policeman
had to travel over his beat, or rounds, and
the moment of his absence from the street
was always chosen by Don Juan for his
ingress or egress. He watched the police
man as closely as the policeman watched
him. Until the other night, therefore, the
public had no inkling whatever of the . fun
on the tapis," and the neighbors had only
their gossip, and their hints. and their sus
picions.
DON JUAN NABBED AS BURGLAR-HE SHOOTS
MURDERED POLICEMAN.
Finally, though. the policeman resolved to
earn his reward. He played 'possum." -
About three A. NJ, he pretended to 90 around
the corner, but he didn't. He ensconced him
self behind tree box instead. The ruse
succeeded Don Juan fancied the coast was
clear, and looked out of the window only
half dressed. He was not certain his spy
was out of sight, and so he stepped out on
the balcony. Hal ha , exclaimed deep
voice from behind tree, and prestol out
stepped the policeman. "Ha! hal you
bur glar what are you doing there % ex-
claimed the policeman. Pc got you l''-
But he hadn't. Don Juan nimbly jumped
to the ground, and while fastening his clothes
up, darted up the street. Before he had
gone three steps the policeman grabbed him.
and violent but quiet struggle ensued be-
tween them. The policeman carried too
many guns for him, Don Juan discovered,
so he instantly drew pistol and fired. The
policeman staggered, but did not fall Don
Juan ran and the policeman followed. There
was now no time to be lost. The report of
the pistol would soon bring a number of
policemen to the spot, as well as the startled
neighbors. Don Juan therefore stopped sud
denly, fired again at the policeman, saw him
drop to the pavement, and then serenely
walked away as if nothing had happened
A crowd soon gathered around the body of
the PROSTATE man. A number of fellow
policemen came to the spot, but the spy was
dead | He was stone.dead.