The Opelousas journal. [volume] (Opelousas, La.) 1868-1878, 1868-08-29
A Detectives Experience.
A WOMAN'S RE Y E N G 4
,(From the New Orleans Picayune.)


to his request for another story. /
g The life of detective is not one OF
excitement merely. 1t is sometimes
crossed with events as wild and startling
AS ever gave coloring to romance. NO
emomotion, no passion or phase OF char
acter, is hid from us. We learn to play
uvon the feelings, the hates and attec-
tions of men and women, as unerrlngly
as the pianist on his instrument. W mlst
the casuist would hesitate to take ad-
vantage of this, the necessities we are
under compel us TO omit no opportunity
which may lead US to success.
Il say this because the incident l am
about to relate reveals what a woman
will do when excited by jealousy and
thirsting for revenge.
"We were on the track OF man VINO
had robbed an Havana jeweler of almost
incalculable wealth. He had fed to the
United States, and we belived was in the
Southern country. At this time New
Orleans was full of Cubans and visitors
from all parts of the world. One couple
peculiar from the rest, excited the atten-
ton of the fashionable world, and became
the favorite pets of society, Whlch III
New Orleans that winter was perhaps
the most brilliant on the continent. Their
lavish expenditure, and almost Eastern
magnifcence of apparel and equipase'
excited the admiration and envy, it may
| be, of their fashionable acquaintance.
They, too, were Cubans. The man,
inheriting all the peculiarities Of the
Spaniard, was, in personal appearance,
type of his race. But [ cannot de-
scribe to you the woman that passed as
his wife. She was the most beautiful
creature I ever saw. The ideal Of the
yoet, when he painted the dark-eyed
maiden Khorassan, was realized in her
person. She seemed tc me like some
living, beautiful idol for men to worship
The tint of the olive was on face and
brow, and in the dark luminous eyes
wealth of affection; but rhey told, too,
of spirit resen.ful of injustice, and
fierce in wrath as the glare of her native
sun. By the devious path we pursued
when on the trail of the. criminal, we
traced "our man y to the city. We
knew he was here, and we searched tor
him necessarily. But, as if to baulk
our exertions and put to shame our efforts,
this was all we could learn. The Span
lard was the only person who answered
the description of the criminal. But
what folly to suspect him the petted
courtier of society-the millionaire-he
would have laughed our suspicious to
scorn. But still we hung around him.
By a strange, magical Influence it was
/ imp Jssible to divorce ourselves from the
belief that he was the party we were In
search of. This constant attendance at
the places he frequented, this lowering
around the sphere in which he moved
made us at last acquainted with the fact
that his wife was unhappy andill-treated
by her husband. He had begun to
neglect her. and day assidious court to
fashionable belle. One night we saw
him enter the theatre with the fail
American, and entering private box
was paying her the most devoted atten'
ton. Shortly afterwards woman, whom
we at one perceived was his wife, but
evidently disguised, entered, and passing
around the dress circle took seatsdi
rectly facing him. BY strange coin
cidence she was right by me. She
looked at the couple in the box long ane
earnestly her face, which we could see
, from our position, gradually changing t.
an expression of the most fearful ano
vindictive passions I ever beheld. Ac
customed as l was to every phase O
human emotion it appalled, me. At las
she arose and left the theatre followed
by an attendant. Now was our time.
! got up as quietly and was by her side
when she reached the street. was. de
termined on stroke Of policy, which i
I read in her countenance Alright woule
place the man in our power. 1t | was
, mistaken it could do no harm. Actuatee
by this impulse placed myself in from
of her and raised my hat.
Madam, pardon me y
"What do you wish, sir, and who arr
i you"
y my name is F.. This is my
!, friend Mr.. l.. We are detectives
! mud in search of the robber of the Ha
7 vana ieweler. We believe you can poin
out to us the man
e Il can, I can - It was almost
shrek, so. fierce and bitter Kissed til,
! words, . come with me, come with me 7
: It is useless to detail what followed
The next morning the fashionable worlt
= was shocked by the intelligence Of th
:. arrest of Don C. R; but it wa
7 fstiIl more surprised that he was betraye'
2 fby his wife. We recovered nearl,
: si0o, 900 in jewelry and gold. Bat t
:. the poor woman the result was terrible
= She was but the victim OF his pe-fdy
J but the moment she saw him arrested
9 all Of the old love. that had ruined hel
: returned. She clung to his neck with
wild frantic despair that was terrible t
see. The anguish of that young fac
is will haunt me to my daying day. Th
# next day she disappeared, no one kne'
4 wh.ther, but few days afterWard tn
II body Of a beautiful unknown woma
IS was picked up on the lower coast
i suicide.
; "A single coffee plant, taken from Arab
/ to Paris, in l61A. was the parent stock {
& all the coffee plantations IN the West Indie.
1 AT Sheriff. sale in the parish Of Poir
Coupee, few days ago, corn sold at /