Litchfield enquirer., 1880-10-07

communication about their detunct client az
the leastimportant part of the evenings pro-
ceediugs Indeed. no mention was made OF
him until coffee appeared and long cabana
was glowing com fortably between the harris
ter's learned lips sss1, III !.ae.t .g.l, % ~
Then the solicitor spoke. 5 ,. "fara
Il have something to show you which
throws some light on that case of ours.
The barrister pricked up bus ears s.~x -
',Oh, ali, yes. But just tell me first why
you ever undertook to instruct COUNSEL
never quite understood that, and it surprised
me. 1t wasn't the sort of case that could dc
you any good professionally"
mo good at all, rather the contrary. The
fact was had known Gustave Mas for several
years. [ used to dine regularly at the Cafe
,d'Italia, and he always waited on me and was
particularly civil. But somehow I always
thought he was naturally superior to his sta
ton he didn't look nor speak like waiter
though he was very good one. One day 6
friend who was dining with me there hap
,pened to quote line of Rousseau when Gus
tave Mas was by. / saw him start, and heare
him repeat the quotation to himself in whis
per, and remember l said, laughing, sc
you have read Rousseau, WAITER and he re.
piled, 'Autrefois, monsieur, autrefois,' with q
sigh. He interested me, and used to try tc
draw him out, but he would never talk much,
and fnever succeeded in finding out whether
he had an interesting history. But when he
was committed for the murder went to see
him, and tnding him quite friendless, I de-
termined, hardly know why, to take up the
case for him at my own expense. That is all.
Now read this"i ''-
man the night before his death. 1t was in
French, and ran as follows: -a ...
"Monseur- | shall die for the
crime committed. am not, was not, mad
as the kind advocate tried to make them be-
lieve. deserve to die, for no man may fore
stall Gods justice to STAY even the greatest
criminal. But you have been kind to me, anC
should like you to know when I am gone
that was not so bad as they thought II
you care to know why 7 did it, go to my lodg.
ings, No. IA Garden Court and under a loose
board in the floor close to the window, on the
left-hand sde you will find leather bag
There are papers in it that will tell you some
thing, aud then you will guess the rest.
would not tell you this before you are SC
kind you might have tried to make them keep
me alive and l am SO very weary.
49,. .. .-. 8. +..r"r ''GUsTAvE MAS"
''This," thought the barrlster, sis not the
style in which a coffee-house waiter writes
letter. Moreover, the spelling is correct, anc
the writing that OF an educated man,
. Said the solicitor "That note reached me
few hours, after all was over" Of course
went as soon as | could to Garden Court.
had some difficulty in finding it; it is a dirty
slum nor far from Drury Lane. told the
lrishwoman who kept the house Ga low sort OF
lodging house, who l was, and said / wished
to see the room that GusiaVe Mas used to &c.
Tho 10
cradle garnet, and stood talking while sur
veyed the room. l was Just meditating how
to- get rid of her when a fight in the street be-
low called off her attention, and she left me
without ceremony and ran down stairs. The
garnet had no furniture, and on examining thu
floor had no difficulty In finding the loose
board by the window. raised it. and, b,
cropping underneath as far as my arm would
60, found-this."
Here the solicitor produced from under his
chair, and he held up, small bag of fadec
red leather, with lock and rusty key. t.-...
II made my way downstairs, gave the wo
man a shilling, and after bringing the bag tt
my Office | made myself master Of its contents
and it was in consequence of what found in
1t that | asked you to dine here tonight"
''And the contents are?" .
"Papers and letters; most of them quite
irrelevant to this matter; but there was
small packet at the bottom which is very i'm
portant. have got the papers in it, into or
der. Let me read them to you. Notice first
of all that the papers are of three kinds: let
tiers, extracts from journal, originally kept in 6
book from which pages have been torn out
and loose Sheets neither letters nor parts oil
the journal, which have been written upon al
different dates. | will begin with the extracts
from the journal" sa@ ~ i.s .,.', -
He held them up, written in French with
faded ink on musty paper ina boyish hand
Sunday, January, -185S.-The new PEG.
pie that are come(to the farm were at church
this morning for the, first time; monsieur,
madame, and their demoisele That gave
one something to think of at mass. How
proud she looked, that demoiselle, with hel
pale face, and large eyes, She had forgotten
her Book of Devotions but ! dared not Offer
hermine.'A ~'''s' . 90 '''
"'Thursday, February, 185S.-The people
at the farm came this day to. pay visit OF
politeness to my aunt. They brought theil
deIhoiselle with them, and did present me to
her. They said she was at school in a con-
vent at Paris It may be that this is what
makes her so proud, so different from other
girls. She is certainly pronder than the
daughter of the sous prefet. And yet her
tihiiAS 10 ohiy pam odSIuCIlHC, llhG duy Out
else She would scarce condescend to salute
me, and l, being unused to demoiselles, knew
not what to say to her. All! When shall ]
see Paris? '''"
April yesterday went with my aunt to
Aimee. Robbe's wedding, feast. And this day
is to be marked with cross of mourning for.
ever. When the dancing was begun made
bold to dance euadri1le with Mademoiselle
Jacquellne, in which it fell out that tore her
robe sadly at the waist, the same being very
beautiful, and sent to her from Paris for that
very feast, as l heard madame tell my aunt
before. The young men laughed at me ex-
ceedingly, butthe demoiselles were glad as
it seemed to me, for none of them had robe
from Paris, and they do not love Madem-
oiselle Jacqueline, and say she is proud She
turned ON Inc, with two eyes like Goals of fire
and said. something cannot bear to write.
AS for me, said not a word, but went away
straightway and wept. And this my. eigh.
teenth bitthdayi' Jl'~ ""h" 81" .
"AprilHHave been thinking to write to
mademoiselle, to make my humble apologies
and entreat her pardon, for dare not speak
to her, but do not feel SO shy in writing. Did
mention the same yesterday to Monsieur lie
Cure, when he looked very stern and said the
tongue was an evil member, and letter writing
snare of the Enemy ,s.....,-
i" May 1st.LThls being the Month OF
Mary, and my aunt being yet confined to her
bed, she sent me. instead of going herself &C.
cording to her wont, to church. to place a
large bouquet of flowers before Our Lady's al
tar. CAs went across the meadow BY the
Loire. who should Isee coming, but MAIDEN.
oiselle Jacqueline. My heart beat so fast, and
felt my face flush all over as ]. saluted her
i would fain have said something to her, but
my throat felt as dry as dust and could not
even say, .tsBon jour, mademoiselle, - which
was agreat discollrtesy; And she went by
me with her nose in the air, and only the
INSTRUMENTATION of the head But no sooner
was she. gone by thanlI was tempted Of the
devil to run after herI with Our. tLady's bou-
quet, and made as though it had been meant
for herr which, did; and went SO far in sic
las to say had Seen carrying, tito her with
my apologies for tearing her gown. ..'sThe
monsieur was carrying bis apologies 10 the
wrong direction safdashe'; ''the farm lies The
sothef way"-whch brought me to confusion.
and showed me that a lie bears one no good
However, she said it not unkndly,, with a
shark Lee in her eveS and a Iitt1a ]aurh l;ka The