Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1878-12-12

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that Geburon had been com.
pelled to remain there all night
in his place, pointed the finger
of suspicion at him.
This suspicion was strength
ened by the discovery that he
was not in the town, and that
he bad not been near his house
since noon of the previous day,
1t becomes a certainty when in
the ashes Of the bedroom fire
place was found the MISSING
MANS clasp-knife, besmeared
with blood. People no longer
doubted that he had assassina-
ted his mistress; perhaps in q
tit OF passion, most probably,
however, Judging from appear
ances, and from his notoriously
dissipated and improyident life,
in order to obtain money to
continue his debaucheries, and
fled with his spoil.
A description Of Dagoucin
was accordingly forwarded TO
every section Of France, and a
reward offered for bis apprelien-
sion, butllc was never found.
Twelve years later jacques
G .buron, dying in hospital of
injuries received by falling
beam in the foundry, confess, d
himself the assassin of bis wife
and her lover. On the night Of
the murder the furnace be tended
had not beeu in use. and. be had
banked the fires and started for
home without waiting for the ar
rival ol Dagoucln, overhearing lhe
parting between that worthy ard
his faiihless wife, as we have seer.
He had returned ut once to the
forge, passing Dagoucin on tbe
road, and when the latter appear.
ed. at the furnace lie found the
man whose hearth he had so late
ly dishonored sitting in bis usual
p )sition before the fire.
Utterly without suspicion the
doomed man exchanged some care
less words with his executioner,
and began 10 take bis wet jacket
of, when Geburon bounded upon
him like tiger and gripped him
By the throat.
The assaulted man read his fate
in the fierce eyes tf his enemy,
and struggled savagely to release
and save Himself; but the noise of
the foundry drowned his cries,
and he alone, powerful as be was,
was incapable a opposing the fu.
ny born strength Of the husband
be had wronged,
Then, amid the !hunders of the
busy hammers, the kissing OF mol
ten metal, and the roaring of the
fumes, there ensucd in that sell
tary corner, concealed from all
eyes by the heaps Of ashes which,
in CONSEQUENCE Of the bad wealth
ers ha not been removed that.
day as usuaB a trugedy which tile
red glare of the furnace Lighted
as contests of devils may be light
ed by the fres OF hell.
Stunned. by the blow from a
nj SIS Of slug, DAgoucin fell
When he recovered his senses he
was wrapped.from bead. to heels
in strips torn from his own blouse.
G4buron was calmly stirrirg Il g
furnace ire.
Consumed by a raging thirst,
the bound man prayed for drinl.
His enemy dipped a cnIial OF
scalding water from the. ash pit
under the crate aud dashed it in
his face.
Drink, The said, with the hollow
laugh Of a fisnd. at is the las t
chance you will have to do so
this side OF hell"
And, snatching his vic i'm up
as il he had been a.puppet rather
than stalwart man, lie Lurl' d
him into the furnace. Thea,
with folded arms, he watched the
body draw up aud shrivel, losing
shape, till all sitt was left oi IT
was a cinder, which he broke 10
pieces with a tap Of his poking
rodl This done. he banked the
fire again. and quietly sa. doSn
TO eIt the frugal supper he had
found. in the pocket OF the dead
mans blouse.
CHS SUPPER FOR NY WIFE
lie said to himself, with chuck
Ie. "Il's a fair trade, after all. "