The herald and mail. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 1873-188?, 1878-07-12
The Story Of a womsn's Revenge.

"PIl tell you of an incident I never
reflect on without regret" said re-
tired old detective the other day
| while reciting some of the stirring oc.
currences of the early days Of San
Francisco.
"The life of detective is not one OF
excitement merely. 1t is sometimes
crossed with events as wild and start
ling as ever gave colOring to romance.
No emotion, no passion or phase OF
character is hid from us. We learn
to play upon the feelings, the hates
and affections of men and women as
unerringly as the pianist on his instru-
ment. While the causist would hesi-
tate to take advantage of this, the
necessities we are under compel us to
omit no opportunity which may lead
us to success.
81 say this because the incident
am about to relate reveals what a
woman will do when excited by jeal-
Ousy and thirsting for revenge.
"We were on the track of a man
who had robbed a Havana jeweler of
almost incalculable wealth. He had
fled his native island, and we were in
formed by the Cuban authorities that
in all probability he had made his
way to this coast. At that time this
city was full of Cubans and adventur-
ers from all parts of the world. One
couple, peculiar from all the rest, eX-
cited the attention of the then limited
fashionable world, and became the
pets of society. Their lavish eXpendi-
ture and almost Eastern magniticenCe
of apparel and equipage excited the
admiration and envy, it may be, of
their fashionable acquaintance. They,
too, were Cubans. The man, inherit
ing all the peculiarities of the Spani-
ard, was, in personal appearance, a
type of his race.
F'But | cannot describe to you the
wOmVn that passed as his wife. She
was the most beautiful creature | ever
saw-th9 idea of the poet when he
rassen, was realized in her person,
She seemed to me like some living,
beautiful idol for men to worship. The
tint of the olive was on her face and
brow, and in the dark, luminous eyes
a wealth of affection; hut, they told,
too, of spirit resentful of injustice,
and fierce in wrath as the glare of her
native sun.
"By the devious path we pursued
when on the trail of the criminal, we
traced 'our man to this city. We
knew he was here, and we searched
for him inOessautly, But, as If 10 halk
all our eXertinns and put to shame all
our efforts, this IL all we could learn.
The Spaniard was the only person
who answered the description of the
criminal. But what folly to suspect
him!-the petted cOurtier of society
the milliOnaire-he would only laugh
our suspicious to Sc9rn. But still We
hung around him. BY strange mag
ical influence, it was impossible to di-
vorce ourselves from the belief that he
was the party we were in search of.
This constant attendance at the places
he frequented, this hQveFipg around
the sphere in which he moved, made
US at last acquainted with the fact
his wife was unhappy and ill-treated
by her husband.
"He had begun to neglect her, and
pay assiduOus court to fashionable
nynlllh da pare, One night we saw
him enter the theater with the fair
box, was paying her the most devoted
attention. Shortly afterward a wo-
man, whom we at once perceived was
his wife, but evidently disguised, en-
tered, and, passing around the dress
circle, took seat directly facing him.
BY strange coincidence she was
right by me. She Looked at the cOu-
ple in the box long and earnestly; her
face, which we could see from our po-
sition, gradually changed to an ex-
preston of the most fearfnl and vim
dictive passion l ever beheld. Ac-
customed as was to every phase of
human emotion, it appalled, me. At
last she arose and left the theater, fol-
lowed by an attendant. Now was
our time. got up as quietly, and,
was by her side when she reached the
street. / was determined on a stroke
of policy, which, if l read her cOunte
nance Alright, would place the man in
our power. If | was mistaken il could
do ma harm, Aotuated by the inn
pulse, placed myself in front of her
and raised my hat.
MADAM, pardon mew
"'What do you, want, sir, and who
"fMy name is -. This is my
friend, Mr.. -. We are the detec-
tives, and i'll search of the rohher of
the Havana ieweler, We believe you
can pOiI,t out to us the man.
Il can! | CAM
at was almost shrek, so fierce
and bitter were the words.
Come with me-cOme with men
at is useless to detail what follow
ed. The next morning the fashiona-
BILE world was shocked hY the intelli-
geppe of the arrest OF Don D
r., but it was still more surprised
to hear that he was betrayed by his
pretty wife. We recovered nearly
one hundred thousand dollars in jew
elry and gold. But to the poor wO-
man the result was terrible. She was
but the viptim of his periidy, hut the
moment she saw him arrested, all the
old love that had ruined her returned.
She clung to his neck with a wild,
frantic. despair that was terrible to See.
The anguish of that young face will
haunt me to my dying day. The
next Gay she disappeared-nO one
knew whittier; bat few days after
ward the body of beautiful, un-
known woman was picked up OH the
lower coast suicide
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