The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1871-01-12
OUR PASSENGER.


I was stopping at the Windsor, In the
Rue de Rivohi. Paris.
One morning was smoking in the
collooade when tall, elegantly dressed
gentleman asked permission to light
his cigar by mine.
I saw at once that he was . French
man, although his English was nearly
perfect.
"Have you heard the nsws:" he in.
quired.
mo"
us it possible: Why, all Pari. is
alive with it at this moment"
"What has happened"
1.-THE Countess de Marville-the fairest
of the fair-was found murdered last
night, her bureau broke open, and ten
thousand francs missing from it. All, 1t
was terrible! There were marks of fingers
on her throat; the brute who did the
deed effected his entrance through the
window Of the chamber, near which,
unfortunately, was q tall tree, planted
years ago by the distinguished grand
father of the Countess. Little did. he
imagine the terrible use that would be
made oft. All, monsieur, you had
ever seen the Countess you would won
der still more. She was beautiful, beau
tiful as an angel" he added, stroking
his whiskers with an unmistakeable
air of vanity, II knew her WE'LL"
"Indeed!"
"Oh, yeA There are in Paris few pop
ular women unknown to me.h
His manner was now decidedly con-
ceiteti, aud felt disgusted with him.
My GOODNESS evidently repelled him, for
he soon left me.
Afterward heard from other accounts
Of the late tragedy.
Among the details Of the affair was
one which peculiarly impressed me, and
which my frst informant had not spo-
ken of-an oversight that surprised me,
a. the incident which he had not men.
toned would be apt to strike the
fancy.
Upon the throat Of the Countess, the
murderer, in throttling her. had lefta
mark from the ring he wore-the i'm
preston of chariot wheel. with star
in the center.
This" said my last informant "may
lead to the discovery Of the murderer.
Jean Mosqueau is ALREADY visiting the
jewelers. shops to fnd out from which
aud by whom ring with . chariot
wheel device was purchased.
"Who is Jean Mosqueau?"
''What, monsieur, have you not heard
OF Mosqueau, our famous detective? al.
though his courage IL well known, you
would not, to look at his girlish face aud
delicate form, believe he could fight
gnat."
A week later, was aboard the steam.
er bound from Calais to Dover. Among
the passengers, beheld one whose face
had familiar look. was not long in
recognizing the person A. the same one
I had seen in front of the Hotel Wind
sor, aud who had first informed mo Of
the murder Of the Countess. He was
certainly very handsome man, al
though his conceited air was blot upon
his good looks. He moved languidly
hither and thither; now and then turn.
Ing his pretty brown eyes admirintly
upon the pretty lady passengers, while
stroking his whiskers with one white
hand, upon the middle finger Of which
was superb diamond ring.
lam ofa rather susp picious nature,
which. combined with lively imagina-
ton, has often led mo into serious
errors. Now It moved me to advance
and hold out nay hand to man whom
I had Involuntary disliked from the
first, In order that might have =
chance to glance At the ring! Somehow
the idea had possessed me that 1 should
discovera chariot wheel device upon
the glittsring baubIe.
The stranger at first did not recog-
Dize me. He soon did, however, and
frankly extended his left hand, which
was not the one containing the ring.
Ny brain fairly reeled, the mans
behavior was conviction Of my suspic-
ions. 1.-THE other hand, II you please" !"
I said, In . low, stern voice.
monsieur will s1cuse II he please,