Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1868-11-19
A Woman's Confession.
A Leaf from a New Or
i leans Detectives -
Experience.
From the New Orleans Picayune.

\ From the New Orleans Picayune.
I A few days ago, said Mr.. !
intelligence reached us tina
a Milan banker had abscondel
with an immense amount of money
! 1t was believed that he hao
( fed to this country and taker
refuge in New Orleans. A young
Italian girl was the companion
Eof his fight. Together with g
/ description of the man wss Q
miniature of this girl. She was
very beautiful, and the inanimate
ivory pictured face so winsome
in its youth and innocence, SC
trustful, SO confiding, that my
heart ached as / looked at it.
Months went by in the fruit
less search for the criminal. If
here, his precautions were well
taken, and his concealment effec-
tual.
One night a report reached
the station that q drowned wo-
man had been drawn from the
river. She had been dead but a
few hours, it was said, and was
elegantly clad. and Young and
beautiful.
Why 1 could not divine at the
time, but | felt a strange desire to
see this girl. / mentioned the
fact to Mr.. /, and we walked
together to the river. The body
was laid out on a pier, and the
lovely upturned face was magnetic
in Its intense beauty. A wealth
of black wet hair fell back from
the broad low forehead, exposing
a face rounded and full in its
fresh, spring time beauty. The
long lashes dropped darkly over
the pale underlids, and the chisel-.
ed lips had not lost their delicate
curve and crimson stain. The
soft milky stain showed beneath
it the olive tint it had worn in
life. The clinging dress but i'm.
perfectly concealed each rounded
limb and the exquisite outline of
body. = J Gll-iAs
] felt strange attraction in
looking at this dead woman. She
must have been unsurpassingly
lovely when life was instinct in
the frame now so chill. The
warm sun of her native land could
not have been more lustrous than
her eyes were then. / felt that
l had seen her before. The con-
viction grew upon me as my eyes
became riveted on her features.-
The face haunted me. For an
hour my memory was at fault,
but it came at last. Like fash 1
recollection returned.
She sras she original of the pic |
'ure. =
Eagerly / bent forward and
raced again and again each out
inc of face and figure. There
could be no mistake-the LIMA
nents were the same. On exam
ming the body it was discovered
hat she had been murdered. A
leep wound penetrating in her
ide made with a small Spanish
lagger, which yet filled the cavi-
y, disclosed the means of her
Ieath. The knife bore the ini-
ials E. F. They did pot stand
or her name nor that of her be-
rayer. 1t was a costly weapon,
Or in the handle was "a brilliant
t value. / took the knife. to a
ieweler, and asked him to exam
ae it. The monogram arrested
be attention at once. He took
and examined it closely: Then
ON his desk he brought "a jewel
ct in gold, on which was a letter
recisely similar. - 4
.Where did you get this?" ] 4
sked. ....-... -. i
.Frroom . customer Of mine"
.HAlady?"1 Il y 4-l--AC1
.tYes." zg pwaggsFsE3kss /,
"Where is she to be found?"
he showed me the direction. Il
as that of o lady OF fashion; q
uban visiting in the city. = ss.as |
I. went to her at once. Ion ]
entioning my name she showed :
rident signs Of uneasiaess, and 3