The Plymouth weekly Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1860-1869, 1869-05-13

on thrust into solitary confinement, and dali
lv subjected to sharp cross-examiDatiou.
Week after week passed away, but the
prisoner showed no signs of yielding. No
confession could be extorted from him.
All Paris was shocked by his obduracy.
Nevertheless, Paris consoled itself with
the reflection that he would certainly be
condemned and executed.
Several weeks subsequent to the terri
BILE murder-the mystery of which, since
the chimney-sweep, though strongly sus-
pecttd, still adhered to his Il st story, was
yet unexplained-the Parisians read in
morning issue of the Monde the follow
ing advertisement
=" "CAPTURED-Early on the morning of the
~ 18th of July, a very large, dark-yelow
session of the animal on the payment of all
cha ges, including the cost of this advertisement,
by applying at No % Rue de Faubourg st. Ger
main, third story, left-hand door,"
In the evening of the same day, man,
apparently still young, was thoughttully
pacing the floor in the apartment desig-
mated In the advertisement given above.
Every now and then he would stop at the
head of the stairs and listen, as if expect
ing some one. Hearing nothing, he would
resume his promenade. Plainly yet neat
ly and tastefully clad, there was quiet
unobtrusiveness in his appearance which
nevertheless was in itself an attraction.
The people in the house called him Mon
sieur Allard, and only knew of him that
a great portion of his time was taken up
in reading learned books. Any farther
than this with respect to their taciturn
lOdger they had not troubled themselves
to find out.
Soon after the occurrence of the mystic
rious tragedy in the Rue Morgue, Mon
sieur Allard was frequently to be seen in
that i'll fated street, inspecting with the ut
most minuteness every spot of blood,
every stick, every straw, every nail, every
fragment of fallen plaster. The police
looked upon him as an ordinary curiosity
hunter, but allowed him to 60 through
the house on his respectfully asking their
permission to do So
What had been unnoticed by the crafty
pupils of Vidocq, Monsieur Allard's closer
examination revealed: window behind
feathers weight; the bolt, which was yet
sticking in the windOw-frame had
been broken off in the middle. ut
at this window and out of it also" said
Monsieur Allard to himself With the
utmost care and nicely he examined the
wounds of the victims and then their
hands, looking for some trace of the fear
full struggle they had made in defence of
their lives. A few short yellow hairs still
adhered to the finger nails of the mother
These Allard reilly folded 10 paper and
put in his pocket OF the dark blue spots
on the daughters neck he made q close
and accurate drawing Undoubtedly ten
sharp finger-nails had been pressed deeply
into the flesh Allard tried to place his
own nails in the nail marks drawn upon
the paper, but he could not 1t must
have been the iron grasp of giant by
which the wretched young woman had
suffered strangulatiOn.
Allard next examined the exterior wall
of the house under the window through
which alone he inferred the murderer
could have made his escape. 1t was high
and perfectly smooth; no man, without a
ladder. could have scaled it. But hold
Yonder at the corner of the house runs q
lightning rod. A person of more than
ordinary strength and activity, such as the
murderer of the L'Esparayes evidently
was, might have ascended this rod and then
swung himself into the window, which, it
was more than probable, had been stand
ing open.
Allsrd had his own thoughts as he re-
turned to his quiet room in the Rue de
Faubourg st. Germain. Taking down
his Button and Cuvier, till late in the night
he studied the natural history of the apes
Then and there, and from that time on,
Ilxy in Eic chril1 Of
agony or terror, such as those present on
that night of blood at the house of
Madame L'Esparaye had heard and de-
scribed it.
His studies in natural history compelled
him gradually to the convic' ion that the
great yellow orang outang of the East
India islands, so remarkable for it's gigantic
stature, its strength and activity ami its
bloodthirsty ferocity and rare powers of
imitation, could alone have been the
murderer of the l. 'Esparayes. There was
a savageness about the tragedy scarcely
possible even for the most cruel and de-
PRAYED of men. And would any man,
after committing the murder, have so USE
lessly wasted time and strength in drag
ging the young woman's body into the
chimney, only, at last, to leave the four
thousand francs lying upon the floor?
But the deep, angry voice, with its
"Cursed devilw and "My God!" which
had been so plainly heard, did that also
belong to an orang outang, Monsieur
Allard?
No, probably to the apes owner. But
first let US look for the orr ng-Outang, some
of whose short, yellow hair was left in the
hands of Madame LISP .raye
nd 6au flor dow lie II Dotianflu road
over the Paris papers in search of an ad-
vertisement of the lost orang.outang
But he saw none "Very we'll" said he
to himself, eve must now advertise an
orang outang found. My belief that an
ape only committed that murder is not to
be OverthrOwn. If the owner of the
orang Outang, which | am sure must in
any event have made its escape, is limo
cent he will undoubtedly be on the look
out for his precious animal"
And thereupOn, without making a soul
a sharer in his suspicious or his investiga-
tions, he published the advertisement
which appeared in the Monde.
AT length, one evening, he heard heavy
step upon the stairway. There was a
bright CLEAN of Joy in his eyes as he
glanced into the side pocket of his coat
HIS revolver was all right.
There was timid, hesitating knock at
the door.
"Come in = said Allard in a friendly,
yet listless tone.
A tall, powerful fellow, with sun-brown-
ed face almost hidden in long, black
beard, in the gsrb and with the rolling
gait of sailor, bowling awkwardly and
glancing fearfully around, entered the
room. "Am l right, sir? Are you the
gentleman that caught the orang-