Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1878-09-19
The Small Kid Glove.
The Shrewd Detective of Toulouse
"A Startling Discovery Under a
Pile of Saw Dust-Murder of q
Jealous Woman.

to himself, alter reading the morn
ing report Of his officers in his cab
met on the 81 of May, 1858.
"This is very strange for hereto
fore crimes were very frequent in
Toulouse and its envirous."
lie was interrupted by the ap
pearance OF very slender, middle
aged man, below the average
height, with an unpleasant, pock.
marked face, and a large, hawk
nose.
"Well, Mattiole," said the Pre-
feet to him, "what is it 2
"Moneieur," replied Mattiole,
"look at this small kid glove"
lie handed the Prefect a small
yellow kid glove. The Project
examined it somewhat superficial
Iy; then he said, almost contempt
uously:
81 see nothing about it, except
that it is soiled."
please, monsieur, look on the
inside"
81 see nothing, Mattiole." :"
"But | do replied the latter.
"Notice, Monsieur lie Prefect, those
two tawnish spots. have some
experience on the subject. Those
spots are caused by
HUMAN BLOOD
Now the Projects attention be-
came aroused.
"Are you sure Of that, Mattiole?'
he asked.
"As sure as | am standing be-
fore you now. Please put those
spots under your microscope.
What % you see now p
The Prefect examined the spots
closely for q moment. Then he
exclaimed
Eyes, you are right, Mattiole
Where did you find this glove 2
"On the sidewalk in front of
No. % Rue des Roses.
"That's a bad street. | believe ?
very bad. No % is the re
sort of the worst characters OF
both sexes
"IIumph !" calculated the Pre-
feet, musingly. Suddenly he said:
"PSha3. The woman that was
wearing this kid glove probably
scratched her hand and then threw
the glove away. | don't suppose
that there is anything behind it."
Mattiole, the oldest detective
Of the Toulouse police force, bowed
aud left the Projects cabinet. No
sooner had he left the Prefecture
building than he uttered a low
oath and muttered
ga fine Project be is, indeed.
[ believe have got him this
time, sure p
lie directed his steps to the
Rue DIS Roses. No. l Of that
street was a wine shop. Mattiole
entered it, ordered a bottle Of wine
and had it brought into the back
room. He said to the landlord ::
"Are you acquainted with the
people of No. %. in this street Z
81 know Nine. Deverine, the
proprietress-"
do you know the servant-girl
there q
"Yes. Her name is RISE Pig
alin."
"Here are FIVE francs. Send
for Rose Pigalin. Usher her into
the back room when she comes.
Don't admit any one else"
"You are 7"
GA member of the force"
"Ahi she will be here in a few
moments, Monsieur"
A few minutes later a hand
some young woman IN the attrac-
tive costume of the peasant girls
of Southern France was ushered
into the room, where Mattiole was
seated. She was
voLUPTUoUSLY FORMED,
Aud there was something decided
IL bold in her appearance.
eWhat do you want with me ?"
she asked.
"What woman was there in
your place yesterday that wore
yellow kid gloves 2
She changed color, which did
not escape tue vigilant detective.
yellow kid gloves she stam-
mered. 81 saw no such woman. "
"Woman, you had better an
swer my question, or | shall send
YOU Tor year to tue spinning
4. co,nmon hawd