The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1873-08-01
MistelIaneOns SeIettiOns.
OUR PASSENGER.
BY A TRAVELLER.

I was stopping at the Hotel
Windsor, at the Rue de Rivoli,
Paris.
One morning I was smoking in the
Icolonnade, when a tall, elegantly
dressed gentleman asked permission
to light his cigar by mine. 1 saw
at once that Ire was a Frenchman,
although his English" was nearly
perfect. ..
"Have you heard the neWs2" he
Inquired.
"No."
"Is it Possible! Why, all Paris is
lalive with it at this moment"
"What has happenedPo
"The Countess de Marville, the
lfairest of the fair, was found muir
dered in her bed, last night, her bu-
reau broken open and ten thousand
francs missing from it. 1t was ter
Irible! There were marks of fingers
on her throat. The brute who did
the deed effected his entrance
Through the window of her chamber
near which, unfortunately, was a
tall tree planted by the distinguish
led grandfather of the Countess
years ago. Little did he imagine
what a terrible use would be made
Iofi it." j.a4G
"This is bad news. How any
man could harm a woman thus in
lcold blood is more than l can ina
Igine."
"Ah, monsieur, if you had ever
Iseen the Countess you would won
der still more. She was beautiful
beautifal as an. angel" he added,
stroking his whiskers with an un-
mistakable air Of vanity. II knew
her we'll" H.afs al Ii
"Indeed.n l4U 1ast
30, yes. There are in Paris few
popular women unknown to me.''
His manner now was decidedly
conceited, and / felt disgusted. My
GOODNESS evidently repelled him, for
he soon left me. rraf 54itl
Afterwards / heard from other &C
counts of the late tragedy.
Among the details of the affair
was one which peculiarly impressed
me-and which my first informant
had not spoken of-an oversight
which surprised me, as the occur
renee he had not mentioned was of
that kind which would be most apt
to strike the fancy.
Upon the throat of the Countess,
the murderer, in throttling her, had
Ileft a mark from the ring he wore
the impression Of chariot wheel
with a star in the center.
"Thls," said my latest informant,
I"may lead to the discovery of the
murderer. Jean Mosqueau is al
Iready visiting the jewelers. shops to
lind out from which and by whom a
Iring with a chariot wheel device
was purchased"
"WhO is Jean MOsqueaup
"What, Monsieur, have you not
heard of Mosqueeu, our famous de
Itective2 Although his courage is
we'll known, you would not, to look
at his fair, delicate face, and form,
believe that he could fight gnat!m
A week later l was aboard the
steamer, bound from Calias to Do
/; yer.
Among the passengers I beheld
one whose face looked familiar to
me. i was not long in recognizing
this person as the same had seen
in front of the Hotel Windsor, and
who had first informed of the muir
der of the Countess.
He was certainly very handsome
man, although his conceited air was
blot upon his good looks.
He moved languidly hither and
thither, turning his brown eyes ad-
miringly upon the pretty lady pass
engers, while stroking his whiskers
with one white hand,upOn the middle
finger of which was q a superb dia-
mond ring.
l am rather of a suspicious ma
, ture, which, combined with lively
imagination, had often led me into
singular errors.
Now a strange impulse moved nj