The Findlay Jeffersonian. [volume] (Findlay, Hancock County, Ohio) 1870-1881, 1876-09-22

| siue VI tue story before JuOying he
You who have risked your lite to save
mine, and who have.treated me with
such generous kindness, will not surely
turn your back upon a weak woman
without lending her hearingl" .-
Certainly not.
what l am about to tell you is,
assure you, the truth in every detail
am the murdercss of Etienne Lang
laume." -
81 thought so."
MY name is Charlotte Couchois.
was a milliner. and lived at No. Is, Rue
de Temple, where Langlaume first met
Ine at ball at Sceaux. He offered me
money. professed love, and promised
to marry me. What followed you may
guess"
Three months ago my child, his
child, was born"
The speaker laid ber face in heI
hands for a moment, and then went
on.
"Up to the birth of the child we liv.
ed together four days out of the seven.
The others, lie alleged, were spent on
business in the country. After the
child was born he disappeared, leaving
ne destitute and in debt. so much SO
that | was compelled to resort to the
streets for food for myself and COM
forts for my child.
Last month the child fell i'll, and /
went in search of its father to obtain
money for medicine for it, I did not
find him until the night of the goth of
October, when met him going into a
house in the Rue de Rivoli with q lady.
81 asked the porter who they were
and he told me NJ. LangIaume, the
great restaurateur, and his wife. His
wife! / staggered away sick and faint.
Badly as he had treated me had Low
ed him until now-but nowl
81 returned home to find my poor
baby dead. had not sufficient money
to bury the poor waif, and as last re-
source went to the Rue du Rivoli, and
demanded to see NJ. LanglauWe. He
denied ever having known me, defied
my threat to expose him to his wife,
and ordered ME out of his house."
THAT night l met a rich Prussian
at the Mobile, who gave NE sufficient
money to bury my poor dead baby.
Next night / met him again, and we
drank and rioted, as if my heart had
been anything but the lump of lead it
wa, and my thoughts anywhere but
with the poor little grave in the gloomy
under the cold rain. At mid
night we parted. He to go to a gam
ing house on the Boulevard, l to go
home"
my way led Inc through the Rue de
Rivoli, and as passed his house a grim
idea took possession of my maddened
brain. | caused the facre to stop, dis
missed the coachman, and returned to
the house where the monster who had
ruined ine dwelt. l had no trouble to
pass the porter, who recollected NE
from the day before, and probably
Inc some new mistress of his
employer, and was soon in the room
where l had parted with LangIaume
''He had evidei t:y spent the even
abroad, for he was lying on the lounge |
FULLY dressed, and breathing heavily,
ike drunken man. What followed |
8 very indistinct to me. / remember |
noting the glimmer of weapons in a |
cabinet in one corner of the room, and |
next recollection is of standing with a
gun in my hand, and the
'mell of powder in my nostrils. The
'ound of the report had deafened me,
put had not aroused him. He lay just
Is he had when | entered. He must
,ave been instantly killed.
'This is my story" Charlotte eau
'hois resumed after pause. "What
ollowed you know better than l. /
lave concealed nothing from you, and
ARE not what use you make of the
knowledge. You can imagine, fromwhat
'ou saw of me a few days ago, that
lfe is not of much value to me.
Cal'rion rose with a respectful bow
"You have nothing to fea- from me,
he said. II have two thous-
nd francs, which are entirely at your
ervice, and a passport, which was
made out two weeks ago for my sister,
Eho expected to leave Paris for a bust
less visit to Germany. She is too i'll to
ravel. 1t would be pity that the
'assport should be wasted, especially
S train leaves at ten o'clock to night.
After dark that evening a cab drove
p to the door OF the Hotel de rOdeon
nd received a gentleman and lady,
losely veiled, who drove up to the
ermiDus of the Northwestern Railroad
t Neuilly. Few words passed between
hem. The gentleman purchased a
icket for Kehl, and installed his COM
anion in first class carriage. AS the
thistle sounded for departure, he put
is hand in at the window and bade her
lrewell |,
'Adieu, Monsieur. How can / ever i
hank yon, generous, noble heart"
''By not thanking me at al. You 6
erved the rascal right" (
With a rush the train was off, and i
abrion turned away. Two days later
e was arrested foi assisting a felon 10
scape, for the murder had been traced
D Charlotte Cauchois. He made no
font to conceal his guilt, but told the
tory of the woman as she, now safe ,
cross the border, had told it to him.
lie Judge was interested, and the iu
7 were SD moved that they returned a
erdict of mot guilty" without leaving
Ieir seats. As Cabrion left the Court
BON lie was met by two of the Judges =,
ho shook him by the hand.
The case was an othoGox nine-days I,
onder in Paris, and Cabrion was for I
lat time a lion. His salary on the r