Louisiana capitolian. (Baton Rouge, La.) 1879-1881, 1879-11-08
er. As an offset to this, Lena's dc.

but only threatened to kill him to
anger him, to make him furious; that
was all. After we had quarreled an
hour, he finally consented to give me
the money, and taking the bills, all
he had, from his pocket, threw them
at me. He was sitting on the side Of
his bed. tried to catch them be-
fore they reached the floor; in doing
SO lost my balance, and to save my
self from falling, threw out my hand,
and it struck him, as he leaned over,
in the eye. He uttered a little cry or
groan. Then, to make amends, !
said no more, but petted him, and
we converse,l in whispers. After All
hour ! left him in good humor, and
never saw him again. Except that
he was nnfaithful, he was always
good to me, and ] could not have
had the heart to- do so horrible Il
crime
1t had very little weight with the
Court or the spectators.
At this moment, and just as judg-
ment was about to he rendered, Pas
cal Duvrier entered the Court and
pushed his way to the bar in front Of
the Judge, his sunken eyes bright
and sparkling.
He whispered the counsel for the
prisoner for few moments. Then
the counsel arose and asked the Court
to hear Pascal Duvrier's statement.
The Public Prosecutor objected, but
the Court 0vcr-ruled the objection.
I4et us hear what the statement is
is it not too late. 1t is no more
than right that this unfortunate wo-
man should have all opportunities
that justice can afford her for de-
fense.'
Pascal Duvrier in his monoton0us
husky voice made the following ex-
traordinary statement: have an
irresistible penchant for solving the
mysteries of murder. This one in
terested me, of course. inspected
the apartment; will tell you what |
discovered, found nothing on the
floor but the piece Of a match which
had been broken possibly in trying to
light it. Iput it in my pocket. Had
it been crooked pin | should have
done the same. saw that the wound
was ragged at the side ofthe incision.
With this pocket microscope, while
the officers were laughing at me for
my particularly, | examined various
spots upon the hard, polished floor
about where the body lay, apart
from the blood. saw u speck of
grease, Il bit of tallow not larger than
an ordinary globule of water. With
my knife l scraped it from the board,
and carefully put it on bit of paper.
This piece of match and this bit Of
grease were all found. | went t" II
chemists. Won Shusten is his name,
and told him to analyze that bit of
grease. He laughed, but nevertle-
less obeyed me. The result was his
reply: 1t is of tallow from the fat of
corpse-of Il dead man. ! paid him
for his analysis.
There are but few professional
criminals of Paris whom do not
know, and with whose habits am
not familiar. The same day that |
arrived in Berlin-the morning OF the
night of the crime-[ met in the
streets Pierre MarcOt 'One of the
worst criminals of Paris. | knew
him at once, though he did not re-
cognize me said to myself, will
notify the Berlin police, and have
him put under superveilance, or he
will do mischief; did so, and laid
my Information with Her Eriesher,
the Magistrate. That night the muir
der occurred and my investigation
followed.
when | found the specks was
from human fat, said, 'Marcot is
the real murderer of this Johann
Schicbel.' Marcott, in Paris, was
noted for his ignorance and snpersti-
ton. He believed in signs and por-
tents. One thing he had infallable
faith in-that with a candle made
from the fat of human flesh he could
remain in the room Of sleeping per-
son undetected, and that its light
acted upon sleeping persons as a
charm to prevent awaking. Two
hours ago left Marcott arrested at
the railroad station. The officials
searched him. In his side pocket
was found a little tin case, in which
was a piece of candle the candle Of
human fat. i! knew it. In his
vest pocket were two or three match
es and one broken bit. With my
microscope l compared it with the
piece | had found the two pieces fit
ted exactly. Search of his valise,
which he had with him, revealed
handkerchiefs with Joahnn Schiebel's
name worked in the corner. There
were other articles as well, and upon
his person was long three bladed
knife.
He | accuse of the murder of
Joahnn Schiebcl.'
The result may he briefly told.
The proceedings were suspended
against Lena, and Marcott arraigne0
a few days after, and, to the surprise
of every one, he pleaded Guilty
Il am tired of life. DO with me AS
yOn please. Since my candle did not
save me, | despair
He confessed that he entered the
room of Schiebel just after the wo-
man had left; found his victim lying
upon the bed by the light of his can-
die, in trying to light which he
had broken the match. Schiebel
sprang to his feet only to be struck
to the heart. He then ransacked thu
room, and left undistnrbed.
MarcOtt was condemned to death
and was executed shortly after