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

mere without moving. I will draw the
curtain; look at every one who enters
WIN lady on his arm; when the sus-
pec1ea passes, press my arm without
Is it Monsieur de Bocage?" asked
me host, in low voice of the officer.
rrobably," said the policeman: "he
was was the lover of the unfortunate Blanche
AT this moment poor Lambert, peep
lng from behind the curtain, saw the
wen-known smiling face and iaunty
llguTe OF the Doctor of Rouen pass,
with a young lady on his arm. He
grlpped the arm of the officer.
~ Is he," said he, choking. The Ser
geant de Vile drew the curtain quick
y. "The chain is complete" said he
I'VE only wait for the dog. Mr.. Lam
pert, your imprisonment will be short.
one visit more, and you are free!"
The next day close carriage with
the white pointer tied under the seat,
called for Mr. Lambert.
Il shall conduct you to his door, but
you must enter alone,' said the friendly
sergeant. "You are not afraidp"
Afraid" said the Englishman. "I
only desire to kill him.
No, no personal violence, please.
You would spoil very pretty job!"
SAID the officer. "Coachman, drive to
The house of Monsieur de Bocage, Ave
nue. Josephine"
When Mr.. Lambert, pale as death,
rang the bell of the inner door, M. de
Bocage, a Partisan swell, just putting
on his gloves, opened it himself.
! He started back, Mortified, but soon
composed himself.
"You wish to see me, STRIP said he.
s'Yes, you wretched murderer!" said
the Honorable and Reverend Lambert.
~ do 0ish to see youi'
Monsieur de Bocage retreated several
steps.
"You are mad" said he.
81 have come to unmask you, villain -
"You are deceived, my brave gentle
man." said M. de Bocage, and reaching
behind him he caught up a pistol and
discharged it full in the face of the
Englishman.
at this noise, and the fall of the
clergyman, who was stunned and blind
ed for moment, the two Sergeants
and several policemen entered the
room, accompanied by white pointer,
who leaped up and caressed Monsieur
de Bocage. C..7'
"Down, Thanor, DOWN." said the
murderer, forgetting himself.
"The chain is complete" said the
Sergeant, joyfully.
"Monsieur de Bocage, alias DIR. de La
Belle, you stand charged with the muir.
der of Mademoiselle Blanche Villiers, in
a coupe of the railway, which left Rouer
at one o'clock at night on the 18th inst,
crime which you sought to affix to this
gentleman. (Throw pitcher of water
in his face; the pistol ball was drawn
this morning, whilst Monsieur dc
Bocage took his chocolate-he is moi
hurt. j"
So saying, the Sergeant revived the
Englishman, and took Monsieur dc
Bocage from his luxurious chamber, to-
ward twenty years of the galleys.
The wretch looked back.
cit was you, Thanor, after ALL" sale
he, caressing the white pointer.
Yes" said the Sergeant, encour
agingly. "Had you but remembered
to give the poor thing pill of strych
nine!"
The Honorable and Reverend Mr.
Lambert returned home much better
He had certainly taken the advice of hi
unknown medical adviser, and had va
ried his usual life considerably. H,
never travelled in a coupe at night again
with yelled ladies, nor did he ever quit,
get over the horror of having riddel
from Rouen to Paris with a corpse.
He had the curiosity to take the Doc
tors prescription to an apothecary il
London, who analysed it.
GA powerful stimulant, sir" said he
s'we should not recommend you to us
it very frequently. Still, in extrem
cases of depression, it might be well.
Mr.. Lambert never lost his admiration
of the French police. They were, h,
thought, very accomplished set of &C
Translated from the French 70
the Boston Traveller.