The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1875-12-22

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tive I1 &haps ynrl have
surn2 her money, or
da.e(f 4 meannc%S Of
ro'%Ied ''"Ir -; his HS fit t"t'$y' at i5s
company i. 4, ~S' pbody ventrred
to h:.zard s.S,ryn&"I<, he cleared his throat
and went Ca.
"Wnat the yourg gentleman wanf"l,
have. w"r" papers family papers which
he knew 20 be- il the possession of the
widow 70 become master OF these he in
spects everything - emptias the oaken
presses, unfolds thr linen, Snashes the old
wriing-d-sk, Of which he cannot get the
key. and rips open the mattress. At last
success crowns his elforts--he finds what
he seeks. And do you know what he does
with these papers Il? He burns them. Not
in the Fireplace. but in the little stove in the
front room. The end he had in view heing
now accomplished, what is his next move Z
To fly from the scene Of his crime, and in
taking with him every olj jcct of vau" en-
dravnr to put jlStice off the scent by ind
eating robbery rs the motive Of the murder
Having mad. Il collection of every portable
;!r;'lc IL" can put his hand on, he makes Il
lu:nl" of them III The tablc-napkin intend
cd Ior his ise Il; dinner. blows ont the can
de shut, and locks the door behind him,
tlraH>, u" key into the ditch i'y the road
eil". and ;h"n--anl hen, gentlemen
that's ail I"
So Sm>i%g. Monsieur Tabaret. with
slr'I-. a',!up y s,ihsiicl into Il clair, and
w:,"% Iii f. "!r;l with all old red silk
porNa: -ha;ld!irrchirf.
"Ul"m my word. Monsieur Tabarct." said
the magistrate, Il rnrst compliment you
upon ynur inquiry into thi.; business. In
fact. from lis h"irls ~ c"ar, 80 precise, and
70 probable, | am inclined 10 think
that YOU are on The rai:"
"liurr;,l.! Didn't | ,:y >o?' cried Leroq
spi'ingin- from hi' clair, AMI f"rsc'Enl for
moment Of IA" presence Of MG.~-rr l>:,-
hur". slipping his t,i.!. in his cn'hi~ia*m.
"pi,lnl | say he'd 'ira~ the cork, if amy one
niE,2'
"Yc~." said ,;"vIol, with ill-concenlrd
irony; "i'a'ily rahsr"i has r"rtainl; An in
vrnive "i,l!'y, ;i,9I. il "nl';ra;"'l, wul!d
make IL" fo,trne Of a novelist l}nf l'1A a
little doubtful about that I:rrrl "i goods he
spoke Of irst now. Fanr! Young swell
walking rl"ut viii. 4 iuu,!lr rlrr'"l"d III
Iahl"-rarkin, a. if he were t;i,mg his
own linen 20 the waol"
81 can't fancy it mt ALL returned Old
Corkscrcw, quietly. "Iou vii! agree with
ne, suppose, that he wouldn't lave been
50 !io:ic as to have taken the omnibus at
Mnrly!'
"Of course not" ac1nipsccd Grvrol.
"Now, my impression is that Ii" vent on
foot by the short cut TO the banks of the
Seine, and therc--,nlrss he has over
matched me in cunning, and bail!el Inc al
together-that h, got rid Of his suspicious
looking aud troublesome bundle by throw
ing il into the river"
"Do you think SO, Daddy TabaretH' asked
Gevrol, renectively.
think so, III bet you anything you
like upon it; and the proof is / have sent
three men under the direction of agen-
darme, 70 drag the river at the spot have
Indicated If they find the bundle they
shall be handsomely rewarded, 1 can tell
YOU"
"You don't mean to say you're going to
stand the damage on your own acconntf
"Yes, Monsieur Grvrol; I shall pay the
reward from my own purse, and for my
own satisfaction" said the old enthusiast,
grandly.
at would indeed be q lucky chance if
they found the bun de" commenced the
ma: strate; but before he had finished
what he was about to say, a genda!me en-
tered the room, and placed The very bundle
in question upon the table.
1t was dripping with water, and contain
ell llnte, money, and some jewelry.
"One hundred francs was the reward
military salute, he dropped the cEukii'g
trophy on the table.
Daddy Tabaret, with nm air of intense
satisfaction, drew from his pocket bulky
and somewhat greasy pocket-book, from
which he extracted a bank-note. and handed
it to the gendarme; then, after annih!lati.1g
Gevrol with a look of triumph impossible to
describe, he turned to Monsieur Dub,lron.
"Now, sir, will you permit me to ask
your opinionl"
"Well, really" said the gentleman ad-
dressed, with difficulty repressing smile
at the grand air Of the little old man, "your
ro"ers of penetration are so extraordinary
that"
But here again, before he could complete
his sentence, the doctor who had been sum-
moned to make the post m0rtem examina-
tion presented himself.
He simply contil med the assertions and
the con lectures of Monsieur Tabaret. He
agreed with him in his opinion that there
had been Il struggle previous to the fact,
which accounted for the position in which
the body had been found; and as con-
tirmaton of this, he pointed out blush
circle faintly visible round the throat Of the
victim, as though produced by compress
sion; and lastly, he stated that the Widow
* ~ ;2nge hd.nar'aken of food about three
~ death.
=, :. amained only a few odds and
Z. .fF'r.idence to be collected, which
might he Of use at a later period in con-
vic,ing the murderer.
Old Cortscrew, with the most extreme
care, again examined the inger-rlails of the
dead woman, and with the most infinite pa
tience succeeded in extracting from be-
Meath them the few atoms of the kid glove
he had spoken Of. Infnitesimnlly small
IA these atoms were, yet the color of the
glove was still easily TO he distinguished.
He also put aside the pieces of pe'tic"at
upon which the assassin had wiped his dag
der These, with the bundle which had
been found in the SeiEe, and the divers
footprints extracted by the old man, we're
the only traces left by the murderer.
Slight material enough; but slight ~ il
may appear 10 us, in the eyes Of Monsieur
Dalrron il was of very great Importance,
and his spirits rose with his hopes.
The rock that the police in general split
upon in crimes of complex and myste%t
ouS nature is an error as to the motive Of