The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1871-05-13
F0IhED By 4 WO5gAN
OR,
The Story CT a Detective.


than fear and the lady sSood before me like
Il lioneSs at bay Even then l could not but
help note the splendid beauty of this grand
lady. Tall and slender, eyes black and
flushing, almost lurid now, the spectacle she
presented, standing there in the middle of
the apartment, was more the appearance Of
q queen than hunted criminal.
Il must" replied. q do not doubt your
innocence. Looking into your face, 1t is
impossible that any one could couple it with
guilt; but l am compelled to do my duty,
madam, however unpleasant it may be to
my feelings"
/ "Wi.I You allow me to change my dress?"
she said, in tone almost pleasant. The
hand lines around the mouth relaxed, and
the passionate glow on the face gave way
70 IA more pleasant smile.
"Certainly; I will wait here"
81 wish, also, to send messenger to q
fricnd-wiII you permit him to pass ?''
Certainly"
This was my interview with Eugenia
Coruille. 4ad seen her for months the
leader Of our cayest and most fashionable
soriety. In her splendid mansion she dis
pensed the most proruse and elegant hospi
,ality.
y 'panish lady-a widow she had repre-
sent. d hersel-and had been resident here
almost a year No one ever suspected her
of being aught than what she seemed, until
one day was ordered to arrest her as a
murdrress
1t was now alleged that this young beauty
vas n" other than woman who had poi
Isoned her hnSbanI in Havana, and fed
with all h's wealth.
/ An immense reward was offered Cor her
IapprehemsIoH, and tie circumstances that
haI come to our knowledge pointed her out
/ beyond all doubt as the person we were in
search of Yet the person who recognized
J her the evening before at the theatre ad-
vised rs to be careful lest she should escape
Us. | laughed at the idea. Mr. I. and my
self were surely sufficient to capture the
lady. We were old enough in the ways of
cunning to defeaGsuch an attempt. When
the lady left me I stepped to the window
ana said to Mr.. L. who was waiting at the
/ door:
/ The lady desires to send a messenger
for friend; suffer him to pass.
! Almost at the instant the door Of the
apartment opened and a youth-a muIatto
boy-came out, and passed through the
room into the hall Thinking it would take
some time for the lady to complete her
/ toilet, picked up a book and commenced
reading. Nearly an hour passed, and still
the lady aid not make her appearance, nor
did the boy make his reurn. The friend
she had sent for must live at some distance,
or the lady is unusually careful about her
! toilet, thought l, and so another hour went
/ by. At last | grew impatient and knocked
at the door.
Madam, J can wait no longer"
/ There was no reply. [ knocked repeat
edly, and at last determined to force an
entrance Strange fears harrassed me. l
/ began to suspect knew not what. 1t took
but moment to drive in the door, and once
in the apartment the mystery was revealed.
! The robes of the lady lay upon the floor, and
scattered over the room were suits Of boys
clothing, similar to that worn by the mulat~
to boy. On the table was a cosmetic that
would stain the skin to light, delicate
/ brown.
/ was fjiled for a surety; the lady had
escaped in the disguise Of messenger. l
/ felt humilated, and determined to redress
the error ] knew she would not remain in
the city an instant longer than she could
get away. | hurried to her bankers, but
found that she had already, an hour before,
drawn the amount due her.
''Who presented the chcck?o l asked of
the clerk.
"a mulatto boy. It was made payable to
bearer"
There was yet a chance The French
Steamer left within an hour; it is possible
she would seek that means Of escape. l
/ jumped into a cab and arrived there ten
minutes before she left the wharf-just in
time to assist aged, decrepid gentleman
into the cabin. There were few passengers
and none of them answered the description
Of the person l sought. ! stood on the
wharf watching the receding vessel until 1t
disappeared l was in the act Of turning
away when hackman approached with the
remark:
"Mr +, did you sec that old man on
board? lie had long white beard, and hair
that fell on his shoulders"
"Yes"
"Wen, there's something curious about
( him
+ "Why?'