The Eaton Democrat. (Eaton, Ohio) 1875-1903, 1878-01-17
VOL. XI--NO. 8.

entered shop in the Rue du Temple,
where he is well known. The woman
remembered the circumstance, because
though he always smoked sou cigars, he
bought the London ones"
"How did he appear?'
"He seemed very thoughtful, the
shop-keeper told me. 1t was through
her learned he often went to the Cafe
Ture. l went in and was told he had
been there on Saturday evening. He
took two glasses of brandy and con-
versed with his friends. He appeared
depressed. The gentleman, the waiter
told me, talked all the time about life
insurance. At $3.50 o'clock our man left
the cafe with one of his friends, Mon
sieur Blandureau. | instantly went to
this gentleman, who told me he walked up
the boulevard with Monsieur Jandidier,
who left him on the corner of Rue
Richelieu, pleading business engage
ment. He was out of sorts, and seemed
troubled with the darkest presentiment."
"Very we'll, so far" murmured the
magistrate.
"On leaving Monsieur Blandureau l
went to Rue du Rio-de-Sicile to ascer-
tain from somebody in the house
whether Monsieur Jandidier had any
customers or friends; there was only
his tailor in the Rue Richelieu. went
to his tailor. He saw our man onSatur-
day. Monsieur Jandidier went to his
shop after nine o'clock to order pair of
pantaloons. While his measure was
being taken he noticed that one of the
buttons on his vest was ready to fall of,
and asked to have it sewed on. He was
obliged to take off his overcoat to permit
the little repair to be made, and as at
the same time he took out the contents
of the side-pocket, the tailor noticed
several hundred-franc bank notes.
"Ahl that is cluel He had large
sum of money with him?"
"Not large, but considerable. The
tailor estimated it at one thousand two
hundred or one thousand four hundred
francs"
"Go on" said the examining magis-
trate.
while his vest was being repaired
Monsieur Jandidier complained of sud-
den illness, and sent little boy out TO
look for carriage. He had to go to see
one of his workmen who lived a long
distance off, he said. Unfortunately,
the little fellow had forgotten the num-
ber of the carriage. He only remem-
bered that it had yellow wheels and was
drawn by a large black horse. This
afforded clue. A circular sent to all
the livery stable keepers put me on the
track. 1 learned this morning that the
number of the carriage was 6,0n7. The
driver, on being questioned, distinctly
remembered having been stopped about
nine o'clock on Saturday evening in the
Rue Richelieu by little boy, and hav-
ing waited ten minutes in front of the
Maison Gouin. The description of his
face suited our man, and he recognized
the phstograph among five others l
showed him"
Maitre Magloire stopped; he wanted
to enjoy the approval he read in the
magistrates face.
"Monsieur Jandidier," he continued,
"was really driven to No. 4S Rue
dArras Saint Victor, where one of his
workmen lives, a man named Jules
Tarot"
The manner in which Maitre Magloire
pronounced this name was intended to
arouse, and did arouse, the attention of
the magistrate.
"You have suspicionsT' he asked.
"Not exactly; but these are the facts,
Monsieur Jandidier dismissed his car
riage at the Rue TArras, and went to
Tarot's room about ten o'clock. At
eleven o'clock the employer and work
man went out together. The workman
did not return till midnight, and here 1
lost track of my man. Of course, /
didn't question Tarot lest I might put
him on his guard"
"Who is this Jules Tarot%'
"a worker in mother of pearl; that
is, man who polishes shells on grind
stone to give them a perfect luster. He
is a skillful fellow, and helped by his
wife, to whom he taught his trade, can
make hundred francs week."
"They are in easy circumstances,
then?"
"Ohl no; they are both young, they
have no children, they are Parisians,
and, zoundsl they amuse themselves.
Monday always squanders all the other
days bring"
Two hours after Maitre Magloire's re-
port several police officers went to Jules
Tarot's lodgings to make a search. At
the sight of them the worker in mother
of-pearl and his wife turned paler than
corpses, and were seized with an attack
of nervous trembling that could not es-
cape the practiced eye of Maitre
Magloire. Yet the most careful search
having failed to discover anything sus-
picious, the policemen were about to
withdraw, when the detective saw
Tarot's wife anxiously watching a cage
that hung near the window. This was a
ray of light. Inan instant Magloire had
taken down the cage. Twelve hundred
franc notes were found between the
boards of the floor. This discovery
seemed to crush the workman, while his
wife began to utter terrible shrieks, pro.
testing that she and her husband were
innocent. On being arrested and taken
to the police station they were ques.
toned by the examining magistrate
that very day. Their answers were pre-
cisely the same. They had acknowledged
that they had a visit from their EN-
ployers on Saturday evening. He hac
seemed so ill that they had offered hin
something to take, which he refused. HI
had come, he said, on account of an i'm
portant order which he proposed tina
Tarot should undertake. hiring his owr
workmen. Tarot and his wife replied
that they could not do it for want o.
means. Then their employer said
"Never mind, Pll furnish the money
and instantly put one thousand two hun
dred franc notes on the table.
At eleven o'clock Monsieur Jandidiel
asked his workmen to show him out o.
the house; he was going to Faubours
st. Antoine. And, in fact, Tarot ac
compapied him to the Place de Ii
Bastile, crossing the Constantine bridge
and walking along by the river.
The magistrate asked both husband
and wife the very natural questions:
"Why did you hide the money!"
They made the same answer. Hearing
on Monday morning of Monsieu
Jandidier's disappearance, they wer,
| seized with terror Tarot said IN hi