Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1866-12-08

smoke curl up from the hand i held. liz
struggled to free himself from my grasp
but held him with grip of iron, ant
fastened my case upon him. ...
I've found you, have II drawing m,
pistol, and cooking it. Il will simply in
form you that am an officer of Prefec
ture, and that l have been hunting fol
you. just offer particle of resistanc,
and bullet goes through your BRAIN
Now give me that weapon
The young man was frightened ant
trembled violently.
1T is only a tobacco pipe he said, as
he handed it to me.
And certainly it looked like nothing
more; but i had seen enough of it tc
know that evil was in it. 1t appeared to
me like an ordinary meershaum pipe, the
bowl being colored as though by long
use, only the amber mouth-piece was
missing. did not stop to examine it
then, but turned my attention to it's own
er. L saw he was still trembling with
fear, and knew that now would be the
time to work upon him.
so you are selling your soul to Mons.
Louis Cazaubon p / remarked, by the wav
OF letting him know that was thorough
ly informed. He started, and | saw verv
plainly that he knew just what meant /;
but he tried to recover himself, land assert
ed that he did not know anything about
the individual had named.
you need not lie to me- sternly re-
piled, for | know all about you. Louis
Cazaubon has been watched by me when
he did not dream of such a thing. He
thought / was a tradesman. But you
are young and | would save you. Con-
fess everything to me and promise your
life shall be spared
saw that he wavered. and followed
up my advantage, and ere long i, had
him bent to my wishes. | made him un-
derstand that held his life in nv hands,
that could protect him from the ven
geance of any one whom he must crimi-
nate, and that he had everything to gain
and nothing to lose by full confession.
He came to it gradually and reluctantly,
but my wit finally triumphed and gained
the secret.
His name he said, was Henry Dupin.-
He was born in Paris, but never knew
who his parents were. He went to live
with Cazaubon when quite young, and
had been with him ever since. He said
Cazaubon used to be chemist, and did
some business in that line; and that it
was in Paris he invented the internal ma
chine they had since used with such fatal
effect. About two years previous to the
present time, they left Paris together, and
spent nearly year in travelling over the
kingdom, numbering and robbing for
living. Finally they came to Castellone,
where the master got his present situa-
ton. Cazaubon marked the victims that
were to be robbed, and the young man
did the work. He used various articles
to carry out his plans, but the usual one
was the one he tried on me.
The young man then tried to explain
to me the secret of the pipe. Only the
outer surface was of meerschaum With
in it was pistol of the finest steel, and
of the most exquisite workmanship The
stem was the barrel, and the lock was
concealed within the bowl, and covered
| with tobacco. A thin plate of metal
protected the curiously contrived lock,
and upon which the tobacco rested. A
pressure of the thumb or finger upon this
plate discharged the weapon. In order
to cock it the plate had to be removed
And now comes the internal feature of
the contrivancc. The powder used in
the barrel was of Cazaubon's own manu-
facture, and very powerful. For wad
peice of felt was used and on the top OF
this was placed the missile that done the
mischief. The young man had two of
them with him, stitched up in the lining
of his cap He took them out and show
| ed them to me.
The projectile was tiny arrow, not
larger than cambria needle, with one
end sharp and the other beat down to a
thin feather. 1t was of fine steel, but
coated with Greenish yellow substance,
which was the most virulent and speedy
poison that the chemists art could con-
coct. The needle once within the course
of the blood, and death was already at
the heart. Its wound no mortal eye
could detect. 1t punctured the skin not
so palpably as the prick of a pin. He
who sent it on It's fatal errand made sure
of his aim, generally striking his neck,
and the victim would fall insensible ere
he could comprehend what hurt him.
| returned to Castellane with my pris-
oner; having left him in charge of the
Sub Prefect, took gendarme along
with me, and went to the factory. Mon
sieur Cazaubon was surprised to see me
back again so soon; but he was more
surprised when asked him to take a
walk with me; and when l called ia the
officer and bade him put the handouts
upon the agent, he was ready to sink to
the floor. We had secured him before
he had sense enough to resist, and he was
conveyed to the SubPrefect without
trouble. At first he denied everything
but when he found that this would not
avail him anything, he swore he would
kill his accomplice.
In due time Monsieur Louis Cazaubor
was tried and condemned to death, anC
the Prefect of Dinge took possession o
the Internal machine Before the villain
was executed he confessed his crimes, toiC
how many years he had worked to per
feet his fatal instrument and produce tn
poison-and also owned that the younl
man had been driven to help him through
fear of his life.
So the rascal was executed. Henr,
Dupin, his accomplice, spent two week
in confinement, and was then set free, anC