Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1869-05-14
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DODGEvILE, WISCONSIN, FRIDAY MAY H., 1862 a@ @

shutters and locked doors; none but
chimney-sweep could have dragged tn.
body of that poor girl SO far up the chin
ney."
"Ah, those foolish people are wiser thi
time than we pupils of Monsieur Vidocq
Why, of course, none but chimney sweeI
could have done the murder Let us look
then, among the most suspicious chimney
sweeps of Paris. rs~~7 gzs .~-.s se
F. And so saying, the police went among
the chimney-sweeps. They found The
very one who had last swept Madam,
rEsparaye'sa chimney-Francois Ramel
He, they learned farther, had, on the very
day Of the murder, cleaned the chimney
of q house in the Rue Morgue, in the i'm
mediate neighborhood of that occupied by
madame and her DAUGHTER.
The police were in high spirits There
could be no doubt now. They had vindi
Gated their, reputation. Arresting Ramel
they gave Adolphe le Bon his liberty
They had more promising candidate fol-
the guillotine.
But their triumph was destined to bt
short lived. Nevertheless, every day they
discovered fresh grounds of suspicion
against the chimney sweep On close
examination of his person, they found or
his arms and legs, but especially on his
knees, many little scratched wounds
from the finger-nails of the victims of his
murderous frenzyl q~ -s-
How did you come by these scratches
Francois ?"
"They are not scratches every chin
ney-sweep has such marks always. We
get them from slipping and climbing in
narrow f1ues where the SCOT is sharp"
"Bah /! that IS poor mskeshift. What
were you doing at three o'clock on the
night of the murder?"
81 was at home asleep in my bed"
Scan you prove it?"
"Oh-oh-well, I really believe-I
don't just know-but the truth is, no one
saw me in bed, for everybody inthe house
was asleep too" - - 4 G.
Every good, my friend. We know you.
You are the very man. You have already
been punished twice for fightiDg-evi-
IDENTIFY with intent to kill-and your un-
<0vernable temper was on both oc
casions the cause of the difficulty. Come
now; you see the police know everything,
so be brave and confess that you muir
dered Madame pEsparaye and her daugh-
ter. There is no use in lying. Come, out
with the truth %
But the chimney-sweep, Francois Ramel,
was without doubt most hardend sinner.
He stoutly persisted in asserting his inno-
cence, declaring that he had never so
much as set eyes on either Of the muir
dered women. E
The abandoned miscreant was thereup.
on thrust into solitary confinement, and dai
ly subjected to a sharp cross-examinatiou.
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 ob1uracy.
Nevertheless, Paris consoled Itself with
the reflection that he would certainly be
condemned and executed.
X x X X X
Several weeks subsequent to the terri
BILE murder the mystery of which, since
the chimney-sweep, though strongly sus-
pected, still adhered to his fl st story, was
yet unexplained-tb Parisians read in
a morning issue of the Monde the follow
ing advertisement:
6 EAPTURED-Early sn the morning of the
~ 18th of Ju'y,zea very large. dark-vellow
The lawful owner can obtain pos; 7;
charges, including the cost efshis advertisement,
by applying at No 81 Rue de-Faubourg St. Ger
main, third story, left-hand door"
In the evening Of; the same day, man,
still young, was thoug ghtfully
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 lister, as if expect
ing some one Hearing nothing, hewould
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
q 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 myste-
rious tragedy in the Rue Morgue, Mon
sieur Allard was frequently to be seen f1
that ill-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 go through
the house on his respectfully asking their
to do so.
What had been unnoticed BY the crafty
pupils of Vidocq, Monsieur Allard's closer
revealed: window behind
the bedstead could be raised almost by a
feathers weight; the bolt, which was yet
sticking in the window-frame, had
been broken off in the middle. alt
is very probable that the murderer got in
at this window and out of it also" said
Monsieur Allard to himself With the
utmost care and nicety 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 careft lily folded in paper and
put in his pocket Of the dark blue spots
on the daughters neck he made a close
and accurate drawing. Undoubtedly ten
sharp tinger-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. GEl-4g1E
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
ladder, could have scaled it. But hold |!
Yonder at the corner of the house runs
rod. i. 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
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