The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1880-08-28

as was helping her In. 1t Will al us
appear in few moments"
The train departed; and Mr.. Lam
bert, who felt exceedingly wideawake,
and who found DR.. de La Bellies CO.
logne very strong, tried to draw his falr
friend into conversation. She was sepa-
rated from him by high basket OF
flowers, the Doctors last attention.
The poor insane woman would not
answer word, and from her immova-
able calm the Doctor concluded that sne
was asleep.
When they arrived at Paris, he deter
mined that she should speak.
"Mademoiselle, said he, in loud
voice, edo awake and listen to me; l
must leave you for moment to go nnu
your friends"
He sought long time but could not
find anybody who wanted lady from
Rouen.
He came back to the carriage very
discontentedly, when, to his intense as,
constituent, he found crowd arounu
the compartment where the lady still
sat. He went forward to see what was
the cause of the excitement.
care you the man who travelled from
Rouen in this coupeP" said a policeman
eyes"
"Do you know that this lady is dead?
You have poisoned her with prusslc
acid! She has been dead four hours =
and the populace groaned. -
The clergyman was speeches. with
horror. He tried to clear himself with
all the earnestness of an innocent man,
but his story was most improbable
one. The police found on him the purse
of the poor woman, and bottle con-
tanning prussic acid!
1t was the little bottle which DR.. de
La Belle had forced upon him in the
train.
Mr.. Lambert, stunned, half dead, al
lowed himself to be carried to prison
without resistance-he was past that.
A day later he said:
Take me to Rouen; / will unmask
the villain; he can never face mel"
Two Sergeants de Vile, with other
employees of the police in plain clothes,
attended this dangerous criminal to
Rouen in the railway, and drove to the
house of DR.. de La Belle. Mr.. Lambert
was sure that at the sight of his face the
assassin Doctor would confess all.
DR.. de La Belle was engaged at the
moment, and kept them some time wait
ing. When at last the police began to
be troubled, the head Sergeant babe
them be calm. "The house is guard
ed," said he, "he can not escape"
Presently there entered calm, elderly
gentleman, with spectacles, which he
removed as he looked at them.
81 beg pardon for keeping you wait
ing," said he, &c but did you want me P
am DR., de La Belle"
Mr.. Lambert trembled from head to
foot. An abyss opened before him, of
which he could not see the bottom.
This was not at all the man whom he
had met on Mont St. Catherine.
"You are not Dr. de La Belle at all -
said the unhappy man.
&C think that can prove that am, -
said the suave old Doctor, smiling.
Alas! everything was against him.
The English clergyman had fallen into
the most terrible snare, laid by most
accomplished villain.
They returned to Paris.
81 wish I could meet him again with
his white dog" said Mr.. Lambert,
throwing his hands in air.
"White dog, did you sayp" asked
the Sergeant de Vile.
Some weeks passed, and the police
became convinced that Mr.. Lambert
was innocent, but they were yet waiting
for the real villain.
Mr.. Lambert was taken blindfolded,
and in the night, to a house, he knew
not in what street, where he, however,
was we'll lodged, and where he was al.
lowed to read and write, but was strictly
watched.
Shortly after his new incarceration.
valet arrived with his clothes, and
asked him respectfully to make his tot
let. A Sergeant escorted him to a
close carriage, and drove toward the
Champs Elysees.
"Look at every body who passes
said he.
Mr.. Lambert looked at everybody.
but saw nothing.
The next day the Sergeant, elegantly
dressed, came again, in an open car.
riage, and, by the side of the coachman
sat white pointer dog.
Mr.. Lambert turned pale.
:" You have seen that dog beforep'
said the Sergeant.
"H is has dog," said Mr.. Lambert.
Keep calm, and look about you, ,
said the poll ceman:
But they looked in vain. They saw
no master for the dog.
son the night that crime was com
mitted this dog was found in Rouen
without master,'' said the Sergeant
de Vile.
Later, the prisoner was requested tt
make an evening toilet, and was es
corted to grand bali in a magnifi
cent house in one of the best parts O
Paris.
"You are serving the ends of jus.
tice," said the Sergeant to him. "Bt
patient and observe the guests
He was presented to the lady of the
house, who received him very gracious
ly, and who introduced him to hei
young daughter. He talked with hel
and looked at the guests, but saw moth
ing.
Another week passed. He went tc
another ball, in the same company; his
young host, Monsieur de F., seated him
self beside him, and drew carelessly be.
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