The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1878-02-22

| YET titne HI twenty minutes WAS Delng
| whii led through the envrons of Paris, on
| my way tn Dublin.
| | would examine the letter which re-
| quested Messrs. Goeff 81 Sons to forward
| the money tn Paris.
Twp days later / was seated in the
| bankers uffice with the letter before me-
Two other letters, written by the deceased
| one from Londonderry, another from
| Belfast, relative to trivial matters-were
also placed before me. The letters we've
! written a few days after the deposit had
| been made.
| An Italian stranger arrives in Dublin,
| from whence is not known. He deposits IA
large sum OF money with a reputable
| banker. After a while lie leaves Dublin.
| and is next heard of in London, from
whence he mites a letter of inquiry to- h s
| banker in Dublin, and speaks of shortl,
! going to Paris, and in due season is heard
! from in Paris, where he lodges in the Rue
| Rampant. AT his written direct ion, his
| banker in Dublin RENTS to him enor-
| nous sum of money. On the 3D. of Febri-
| any, after proper iden ifications, he receives
| the money from a prominent banker in
Paris the same day he leaves his apart
ments, saying that he is suddenly called
| away, without stating whence. Fourteen
| days afteraard his body is discovered float
| ihg in the Seine, with few francs in his
pocket and the marks Of blow over bis
| left temple.
| Through channels known best to the pro-
| fession, l traced my man to Tavistock
Hotel in Covent Garden. 1t was near the
! Haymarket-the place where the night
side of nature luxurIateS-the hauuts of
| brazen women aud bold, bad men. where
wild revelry and mad orgies rule the mid
| night hour where the treacherous sire lis
weave theiI fatal webs where the wid red
| wine gurgles DER the goblet; where the
| Slt hlIu faSt nd t,.,ly
rears its hydra head.
| | began to weaken i'll my work when |
! discovered that Zauone had plunged into
| the vortex of dissipation.
| | don't know why. but | take keener
interest i'll my work when it leads the into
| better scenes. However. a detective cam
atfuId to spend his time moralizIng.
A few judicious inquiries put me in pos
| session ot the fact that Z,none bad become
fascinated with beautiful English girl
| not unknown TO the police on account of
| her utter reck lessuess.
| Had | at las struck the trail of this
| Labyrinth of vice which would lead TO the
solution OF the mystery?
! Ouce more the voice reason whispered the
| answer
| The woman aud the money were linked
| iuseparably together.
! Inch by inch | traced Ter with her VIC
| tim. Step 10y step followed them he to
| the destruction which was inevitable, she
| To the cousummatio ion of this most blood,
| deed. They left London together. On
| the evening of January Goth, 1866, they ar
| rived in Paris.
Before leaving the depot examined my
notes. ''On the 2lst OF January, Zanone,
| alone, had engaged apartments in the Rue
| Rampar'. HIS landlord said he seldom
went out-Saw no company"
l was dunbfounded. The woman then
dropped from the drama that night Nj,
theories aud my conclusions, then, were
false. | was bew ildeIed. The MYSTERY
| thIckened.
The mists of doubt and uncertainty arose
about me, and Left me idly and iIopeles>ly
| specializing upon the new phase that now
| presented itself. had been confideuu that
| through the woman would track the VIC
tim. had felt | was on the verge of dis
| covery--when lo the woman disap pears
I'll confess that | had got my match in
Elise Cameron. | kne~ something of a
woman's cunning. Therefore | 6eterm in
ed To proceed to my apartments, dismiss
| the mater from my mind for the night and
eLjpy comfortable evening and refresh
| Ing sleep befoie proceeded further.
Chance led my footsteps through the
Rue Rampant. passed the door of No.
! 1OO where Zanone had lodged. Without
exactly knowing why, entered and asked
for NJ Saborir,, the landlord. His wife an
! swered:
Monsieur will be in directly.''
| Madame was but Thirty her eyes were
bright she was faul,lessly formed her
| smile was sweet aud very encouraging.
| determined to chat with her until monsieur
| returned. L felt that | must make an ex
cuSe of some kind, and SO | inquired if she
| remembered Monsieur Zanoue, who had
lodged with her.
Madame blushed very red, and dropped
her eyes. Presently she said she did, and
that monsieur was a very handsome young
man-''so quiet and SO young
perceived at once that she could not be
speaking of Zancne, for he Was at least
forty years of age; SO I added that | refer
| red to Nj. Zanone, the Italian gentleman,
who had departed so suddenly.
! Madame once more dropped her eyes as
( she returned
Il know Monsieur Zanone but you are
| wrong-he was IA very young gentleman"
! Light at last T. before the rays of which
| the msts ut doubt and uncertainty rolled
silently away. ] groped no longer, child
| like. in the dark. | reeed like IA drunken
man as the truth broke upon me. Victory
| at last
1t VAS clear the noon day sun.
| The voice of was right. The
woman and the money ~eIe linked iusep-
| arably together.
|
| scheme was ldid-Subile was her deviIsh
work-carefull, as all the details were car
ried out, the London courtesar was uu-
| masked, and | compreheu0ed the whole
| tragedy.
1t was she, Elise Cameron, who had pei
| sonatcd M,n,ico Zanone. at NJ. 100 Ru
| Rampar il was she who had written h..
letter du. citing the e15. 600 Ia he forwarde,
| to Paris it WAS size Who had drawn til.
| money from W. Godeau. in the Rue RIvoli
Aud once more the voice of reason criet.
| aloud. 1t was she who caused the death
| Of the Italian.
They had arrived together in Paris ot
the night "f January Goth. On the 2l>
| she had assumed the character of Zau"ue.
and engaged the apartments i'll the Ru,
| Rampant.
| Where, then, was Zrnone? Futile que--
| tion, The unknown Italian with crushed
skull, was lying stalk and dead beneath
the water Of the Seine the morning oi
the 21st, when the London coultesan dis
appeared and emerged again in the char