Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1868-08-30
A wOA ANS REVENGE.
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la strange Episode In the Career Sf q q
~ teetiVe-
le From the New Orleans Picayure, a4th.l
N "P II tell you Of an incident 1 ney
II ren set on without regret" said Mr.. F.
as ne turned to the reporter Ia respon
to his request for another story
Il The life OF detective Is not one
8 excitement merely. IL is sometimi
e crossed with events as wild and startlin
. IS ever gave coloTing to romance. \
emotion, no passion, or phase Of ehara,
ter is hid frOA Us. We learn to pls
e upon the feelings, tine hates, and affe,
: tions or men and women, as uneFringI
r as the pianist on his instrument. Whfi:
the easuist would hesitate to take advau
tage OF this, the necessities we are unde
compel US to omit no opportunity whic
, may lead US to success.
! " say this because the Incident an
about to relate reveals what a womal
VIII do when excited by jealousy AM
thirsting for revenge.
We were on the track OF man VIII
had robbed Havana jsweler OF sImos
incsleuIAble wealth. He had fed to In,
United States, and We believed Wss II
the Southern country. At this tim,
New Orleans was fuIl of Cubans anC
visitors from all parts of the world. On,
couple, peculiar from the rest, exeitee
the attention of the fashionable world
and became the favored pets OF society
which in New Orleans that winter was
perhaps the most brilliant on the cont.
nent. Their lavish expenditures and al
most Eastern magnifcenee OF apparel and
eQuipsge, excited the admiration and en-
Wy, it may be, of their fashionable &C.
quaintance. They, too, were Cubans.
I The man, inheriting ali the peculiarities
+ Of the Spaniard, was, In personal APP
I pearance, type of his race. But can
not describe to you the woman that
passed as his wife. She was the most
beautiful creature 1 ever saw. The ideal
Of the poet, when he painted the dark
eyed maiden Khorassan, was realized
in her person. She seemed to 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 q wealth of affection; but they told,
too, Of q spirit resentful OF Injustice, and
fierce in wrath as the glare Of her
native sun. By the devious paths We
pursued, when on the trail of the crimi.
nal, We traced " our man 20 the city.
We knew he was here, and we searched
for him iUcessantly. But, as if to baulk
our exeFtiOns and put to shame our
efforts, this was ali we could learn. The
Spsniard was the only person who an
swered the description of the criminal.
But what folly to suspect him the
petted eourtier of soeiety-the million
aire-he would have laughed our suspic-
ions to seorn. But still We hung around
him. By strange, magical influence
1t was impossible 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 and ill-treated
by her husband. He had begun to ne
glect her, and pay sssiduous court to q
fashionable belle. One night we saw
him enter the thsater with fair Amer
lean, and entering a privste box was
paying her the most devoted atten-
ton. Shortly afterwards q woman
whom we at once perceived was
his wife but evidently disguised, en-
tered, and passing around the dress
circle, took 8 seat directly facing
him. By q strange coincidence she was
right By me. She looked at the couple I
ln the box long and earnestly; her face, |
which We could see from our position, I
gradually changing to an expression OF |
the most fearful aud vindictive passion / !
sver beheld. Accustomed ss I was to 4
every phase Of humsn emotion, it ap |
Dalled me. At last she arose and left the (
.heater, followed by an attendant Now I
was our time. l got up quietly and was /
Dy her side when she reached the street. |
was determined on stroke Of policy, 4
which il | read her countenance Alright
would place the man In our power. II /
was mistaken it could do no harm. Ac
uated by this impulse placed myself in
ront OF her and raised my hat.
Madam, pardon me
What do you wish, s.r, and who are
you ,"
My name is F. This Is my friend
Mr. +. We are detectives, and iu
earch OF the robber Of the Havana jew
der. We believe you can point out to US
he.man"
al can, csn!" 1t was almost q
hriek, so fierce and bitter hissed the
words, Come with me, come with
ne"
It is useless to detail what followed.
The next morning the fashionable world
vas shocked by the intelligence of the
rrest of Don C. R, but 1t was
till more surprising that he was betrayed
" his wife. We recovered nearly $780,
90 in jswelry and gold. But to the poor
VomAn the result was terrible. She was
,ut the victim of bis peFfdy but the
moment she saw him arrested, all of the
Id love that had ruined her returned.
ihe clung to his neck with wild, frantic
espair that was terrible to see. The an
uish of that young face will haunt me
0 my dying day. The next day she dis
ppesred, no one knew whittier; but 8
ew days afterward the body Of a beauti- {
Il unknown woman was picked up on
be lower eoast-a suicide.