The Morning herald., 1878-04-24
Saved By Truth.

over when recall the circumstance that
came SO near consigning my friend, Pierre
Soue, to felon's cell for life. Yet there
WAS time when could have shed tears of
blood if that would have saved him; and
even now, when view the case in all its
surroundings, cold shiver of horror creeps
over me. And when I think what might
have been, and how. it might all have
ended but for the honest candor and truth
expressed by friend Pierre to the detec.
hves who worked up the ease against him,
thank again and again that Being, who is
too wise to err and too good to be unkind,
for his watchfulness over all his creatures
on earth. e.. Nv. So ..a'..r.a .n.a
Pierre Soule was an operator In the en-
poy Of the Western Union Telegraph
Company, situated at H, and for many
years my most intimate and trusted friend;
and was generally known among that class
Of professionals as one of the fastest
writer's and receivers in that system Of
signals. n ~
So implicit was my confidence in him
that when absent from the city, my bust
ness was always left in his care. At that
time was in the employ of an Eastern
exporter for the purchase and sale of
grain, stationed at H. I acted as
Western agent for Mr.. c., of Philadel-
phia and for many years all my messages,
numbering many thousand, and all in
cipher, had been received and transmitted
by Pierre Soule without error or break;
and so ii was came to know and love him
asa brother. .,. ysTa.ra na.
During the long summer evenings, for
want of pastime and excitement to beguils
the hours away, we used to indulge in the
lnnocent-as We considered it--playing of
cards Casino" Don Pedro" "Old
Sedge," and the other games common with
cards, occupied our attention for time.
The friends of eur circle often called, and
during evenings at my Office, we would
continue those fascinating games until, one
evening" 1t was proposed by some one that
We should play "draw poker"
The proposition was accepted by all, and |
TOR many months it was no unusual circum-
S'nce for party of us boys to congre-
gate and indulge in this sxtravagant amuss-
ment.
low well I recall the night on which the
sequel of this story ID bassd-and but for
which it would never have been written
twas the night before Thanksgiving. A
friend of mine, Harry Melville by name,
meeting me on the street, had invited me
into the Paris restaurant to lunch with
him. " faa7at .611a,I ~r, ..... ...
We had just completed our evenings re-
past and were debating the propriety Of
adjoining to some billiard hall for recrea-
uon, when tall individual, stranger to
MySelf, entered and accosted Harry. A
or'ef conversation ensued, and In short
uuie Harry came and informed me that the
stranger was an old acquaintance Of
lib and had asked him for game of draw
POKER" TO this proposition I readily as
sensed, and in less time than ii takes me
W lndite this, we were all seated In my
'H'e' eagerly scanning she cards dealt off
to ous.
tn' game had probably been in progress
W. n0"r' when, by certain signal on the
s0of' we knew some Of our companions
NAa Seen the light and called to partici-
p''s In the game. On opening tho door I
" SaS not surprised to meet my friend, Pierre
D0ule' He Immediately took . seat with
=. w. and soon was as deeply Interested in
~s game as ourselves. - l.
No' many hands had been dealt of,
W. "Asn fisrrs and the stranger each picked
v Nnat is known in poker as two pair;
's'n ,'. drew card, and as II was Pierre's
M ya' the stranger had the first bet.
h.. w stranger-who was called doctor
~ my friend Melville, made small
s'.', ~ ana was in return raised by Pierre
xa4'' large sum. The stranger studied a
NoneAt, and In turn raised Pierre. The
'"s .s','f drew from his pocket q ,bank, mote
and called the play. --.-,.-s-...-..,
n, Ace full," e0olly rssponded ths doc
!, !. inat wins" rsjoinsd Piers; ma tho