The daily intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Territory [i.e. Wash.]) 1876-1881, 1879-10-28

.'o1 AAe AooI0, CoEIyiuS III us
hand the little vslise which had been
ready packed for his brief honeymoon.
He scarcely seemed to see me. but, tax.
ing the laoterh went back to the stable
and began to saddle . fresh horse.
Feeling that it was time to make him
speak. placed my hand firmly on bis
shoulder and asked him what was the
meaning Of bis singular. For Q mo-
ment be stared at me without replying
as if trying to collec: his senses, and
then slowly drew from bis pocket a
paper. Read this" he said. in q
strangely altered voice. They had
found it in her room just before / got
there" BY the dim light of the lam
tern read:
DEAR OTTo:-I leave tonight-as
they believe here-for home; but when
you get this shall be far away with
one whom you do not know. We have
met often Iowa him and cannot help
it. He has promised to make me his
wife. do not ask you TO forgive me,
but you mus. forget
l felt sick at heart in my pity for tho
poor boy. And where are you 60
ing" asked, as he mounted. ITO
find her" he ans~ cred, and disappeared
III the darkness.
| will not attempt to describe the par
ticular. Of the painful task which was
mine In the morning will not dwell
upon the de- ar and des ,lation which
then ceforwafd b.ackcned two bright
NJ d h,ppy households iu Glanziorf l
will only say that neither Otto Bernard
nor Christine Hesler were ever seen in
their native place again. and that their
fate remains to this day a mystery in
the little Tyrolean village. The cur
WAS. however, lifted again for me WI, Ia
the last scene OF the tragedy was
played. Others besides myself wit
nes-e ed that scene. aud will doubtless
remember il. but. uutil now, alone
have known tho Incidents that led to
Nearly five years after the events
abov~, Mas i'll Paris. Fore
most among the sen, ations of that SEN
5 s.tional city was woman of Infamous
repute but Of surprising beauty and
takit. vino was known as Clothilde.
She had lately leapt like a glorious
come, into .he armament Of the Paris
i'm demi m0nde, and had taken the gay
capital by storm. Nothing WAS known
Of her past history. though there were
several who were confident they had
seen her in other pl.ces. under different
names. and in various circumstances.
One recognized in her the former CON-
panion Of Russian prince. another
had seen her break the bank at the
gaming tables Of Monaco, third was
confident that she WAS the same who
had infatuated and nearly ruined an
Arch duke, All We positive
ly knew Of her however, was that she
was an adventuress, as beautiful as she
was unscrupulous. and as accomplished
Is she was cruel. For the moment she
ecli osed every other Partisan queen,
not only of her own world. but also of
society proper. She held kind Of
court of her own, which even the most
distinguished men thought it privi-
legc to be permitted to attend. and such
were the charm Of her wit and the
power of her fashion. that her latest
bon mot or style Of coffiure became the
rage the day after she had uttered the
one or Worn tie other. 1t is no won.
der then. that when French officer Of
my acquaintance offered to introduce
me to the court of this Lsis for an
evening. l eagerly accepted.
The splendors of that reception. and
The brilliancy of the company assem-
bied. it is unnecessary to describe
here OLc thing alone may be noted,
and that is that l. like so many others,
felt snrc, the moment that I had set
eyes on the glorious beauty Of ClO-
.hildc. that l had seen her somewhere
before. But where. for the life OF me
could not tell; yet her face was in my
AS q word that cannot be ut
.ered is sometimes on tho point Of the
tongue.
midnight, according TO custom. all
he guests departed but those who had
Deen invited to supper. l was one Of
.hese, and there were ten others. Hith.
,rto I bad been greatly surprised at the
lecorum aud refinement which had
the proceedings. began
o think chat Clothilde bad been ma
igned. But at supper l soon saw that
his was not the case. As the wine
lowed faster and faster. the repast de-
into al orgie; the wit became
d..ara.1 ,~-seh tho |
court Of Lais was transformed into the |
emple Of Astarte, and C!othilde and her |
iato Bscchansls and Bac- |
The disgraceful scene was at its
light when Q servant entered with the J
that young man wished
o see the hostess. The company stared
It such al impudcnt request. but Clo-
hide only laughed and said: "Another
'icti,n. suppose: show him in. We
will have some sport. ladies and gen.
lemen" Then she threw herself back
n her chair, ell flushed aud 5isheveled.
,ut more beautiful than ever. and. with |
cruel smile On her red lips. waited to
augh this presumptous visitor to scorn |
or the Amusement Of her guests.
So intent was on looking at her !
hat l did not turn when the door |
,pened; but as did so. all the color
sded from her face. aud. rising slowly
rom her chair. with both hands pressed /
lightly over her heart, she hoarsely |
"O,to! Iturned. 1t wss |
ndeed. Otto Bernard. But how
hanged.
Supporting hi self by the back OF =
hair. he said, in low and distinct |