The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 1850-1873, 1872-10-04

"A man was singing . well-knowI
and popular air. Could it be tn
I the coachman In that case whs
should we do? The officer propose,
to creep up behind the driver, CARROT
him, aud, after pulling him dow
from the box, pretend to- rob him
while the ladies helped me TO get tn
corpse out Of the w1y. He would thel
take to his heels, and the coachmal
would mount the box again withou
knowing the trick played upon him
But would not consent 10 this plal
Of campaign.
"'Then what will you do?' aske.
the agent.
"'How can I tell?' 1 answered
first let us see the true state Of affairs ;
and, moving cautiously forward, CLAN
ced round the corner. The driver wa
fast asleep: the singer being . strang
er, who was fast disappearing in til,
direction of Pont st. Michel.
"While the officer ran back to tel
the ladies' they might advance, open,
ed the carriage door, got out the dead
body. and placed him at full length in
the shadow Of the parapet which runs
along the Quai des Orfevres, wedgine
him firmly with . couple OF stones, fol
the pavement was sloping. He was q
magnificent man, six feet, or six feet
one, at least; fair, el xant-snd such
clothes, such 1ineni AL this was done
in tho twinkling Of an eye. Tho two
ladies had now arrived, but they could
hardly crawl along; they were worn
out, and moro like shadows than hu-
man beings, and could not even get
into the carriage without assistance.
Such fright, such terror in their down.
ward looks, as they took their places
without uttefing . sound!
"'Monsieur,' said the countess to me,
seizing my arm with . force that left
the impfints Of her finger nails; you
promise me thst the body shall not be
outraged?
al swore, madame, that In . quar-
ter Of an hour NJ. de Karls should be
in his own bed he will be there
"And, bowling to the ladies, closed
the door with terrific bang, and then
jumping upon the wheel, l woke the
coachman. 4-G. W
"'You sleepy scoundrel,' I cried,
can't you hear the ladies? They've
been calling out to you to start for
more than q quarter OF an hour
".All right, all right he muttered,
gathering up the reins. Where to I?
where tor ..e..-...
"'Home, Of course, you idiot-Rue
Bellechasse.' era''7'. on a 80
"The carriage dashed off at full
speed, the horses feet striking fire
from the stones In their mad gallop; u
few minutes later, and all was quiet.
"WithOut loss OF time ! led the in
apector 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
Pont Neuf. My idea was this. POnt
Neuf is vast thoroughfare, into which
all the principal streets empty them
selves, and where it Is impossible for
any one to say with certainty from
which part Of Paris the wayfarer may
have come. From the city-from the
Faubourg st. Germain-from the
Greve-Or from the Faubourg st. JAG
ques-he cannot say. I further in
tended to throw off the scent any ul-
terror search as to whore NJ. de Karls
had passed the night; hence my choice
of the POnt Neuf. As soon as we ar
rived opposite the Place Dauphine, /
decided to stop and wait for the first
passing 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, i
told the inspector to initiate the
singingof o drunken man, and do
so as well as he could in German jar
gon. l had hardly given the order,
when he burst forth in splendid style
with an SAlsatian drinking song, in
which / joined heartily as one could
wish, and in such a manner that the
cabman could not fail to
think us both intoxicated. As soon as
the cab came within few yards Of us
1 cried out, Here, my man, can you
take this gentleman 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. Florentln,
first large house on the right; and look
alive.' And he did, whilst we struck
up our song again, as two drunken
men will when they part from o COM
panion.
"The trick was done.
I. '1When the cabman got to his jour.
ney's end he was not at all astonished
to find his fare fact asleep; but expert
encing very great difficulty in awak-
enlhg him, he began to think some.
thing was wrong, and rang the bell
fiercely. The door was opened; the
porter and his wife came out, TecOg-
nized NJ. de Karls at once, although
his face was still more drawn and dis
and in q few moments the
whole household was up, in dreadful
state of dismay and CONSERVATION. The
driver, examined by M. de Kails'
valet, told all he knew-the gentle
man was completely drunk when he
was put into the cab on POpt Neuf by
two other gentlemen hardly less in-
toxicated, who went off singing "a soon
ss they had put him in f; and that was
all-everything. -.
Z s"The dead man was carried up stairs
to his room and laid on his bed-sO
that I kept my word to the countess
while the next day the papers men
toned the unfortunate death OF Nj. de
Karls, young man OF noble family,
who was seized with apoplexy while
going home in . cab. What took place
on the countess's return home / can.
not tell you, for I never heard but
few DAYS after she was obliged to at
tend the funeral service in the Made
leine, owing to the counts official re-
Tation with the Austrian embassy.
What q torture it must have been to
her I? Obliged to appear calm and in
different, not daring to weep or to pray,
while her whole soul went out in sOr-
row to the beloved dead.
sShe returned home, and never
again left her house alive; her sorrow
turEed to melancholy, then 10 depress-
ed languor, then came illness, doctors,
and lastly death. She lived in her
love-that dead, she died too. Que
But she had not for
gotten her promises. Caron received
secretly aalarge sum of money; the
servant, independent for life, now
lives at Villev0rde on property of her
own; nor was 1 OverlOOked-this beau
Iiful diamond was my reward, and /
would not part with it for millions
no, nor for tens of millions-it is rivet-
ct to my finger.
"The count left Paris, and, after