The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1872-05-21

downward looks, as they took their places
without uttering sound
Monsieur" said the countess to me,
imprints of her nails you promise me that
the body shall not be outraged?'
81 swore, Madame, that in quarter of
an hour NJ. de Karls should be in his own
bed he will be there
! And, bowling to the ladies, 1 closed the
door with terrific bang, and then jumping
upon the wheel, l woke the coachman.
"You sleepy scoundrel," / cried "can't
you hear the ladies? They've been calling
out to you to start for more than quarter
of an hour"
GAN right, all right, " he muttered, gath
ering up the reins. Where to? where to ?''
Home of course, you idiot-Rue Belle
chassc'
The carriage dashed off at full speed, the
horses feet striking fire from the stones in
their mad gallop; few minutes later and
all was quiet.
Without loss of time, led the inspector
to the place where had put the dead man,
and, raising him up, we placed his arms
within our own, and carried HIM away as
though he was dead drunk; but, although
we were both strong men, it was with the
greatest difficulty that we could keep from
slipping as we made our way to the Pont
Neuf My idea was this: Pont Neuf is
vast thoroughfare, into which all the prin-
cipal streets empty themselves, and where
it is impossible for any one to say with
certainty from which part of Paris the way
farer may have come. From the city, from
the Faubourg ST. German, from the Greve
or from the Faubourg st. Jaqiies, he can
not say | further intended to throw off
the scent any ulterior search as to where
NJ. de Karls had passed the night; hence
my choice of the Pont Neuf. AS soon as
we arrived opposite the Place Dauphine, |
decided to stop and wait for the first pass
ing cab; and any one who knows Paris can
easily imagine that we had not to wait long
AS soon as we heard the sound of wheels,
| told the inspector to initiate the singing
of drunken man, and to do so as well as
given the order, when lie burst forth in
splendid style with an Alsatian drinking
song, in which joined as heartily as one
could wish, and in such manner that the
approaching cabman could not fail to think
us both intoxicated. AS soon as the cab
came within few yards of us I cried out,
"Here, my man, can you take this gentle
man home; we've neither time, nor are we
sober enough to do it ourselves ?" Without
waiting for an answer, | opened the door
and thrust in the dead body, not being very
particular, you may imagine, whether he
was seated comfortably or not, and banging
the door to, gave the driver five francs for
his journey, and told him the address:
"Rue st. Florentine, first large house on
the right, and look alive" And he did,
while we struck up our song again, as two
drunken men will when they part from
companion.
The trick was done.
| When the cabman got to his journeys
end he was not at all astonished to find his
fare fast asleep; but, experiencing very
great difficulty in awakening him, he began
to think something must be wrong, and
T rang the bell fierce ly. The door was open
ed; the potter and his wife came out recOg-
nized NJ. de Karls at once, although his face
was still more drawn and disfigured, and in
a few moments the whole household was
, up, in dreadful state of dismay and con-
sternation. The driver examined by M. de
, Karls valet, told all he knew; the gentleman
was completely drunk when he was put in
to the cab off Pont Neuf by two other gen
tlemen hardly less intoxicated who went
off singing as soon as they had put him in;
that was all; everything.
The dead man was carried upstairs to his
, room and laid on his bed-so that had
r kept my word to the Countess while next
day the papers mentioned the unfortunate
death Of NJ. de, Karls, a young man Of
4. noble family, who was seized with apoplexy
| while going home in cab. What took
{ place on the Countess return home can
. not tell you, for never heard but few
> days after, she was obliged to attend the
funeral service in the Madeleine, owing TO
I the Counts official relation with the Aus
/ trian Embassy. What torture ii must
, rave been to her? Obliged to appear calm
5 and indifferent, not daring to weep or to
, pray, while her whole soul went out Ia
, sorrow to the beloved dead.
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