The Sentinel. [volume] (Trenton, N.J.) 1880-1882, 1881-07-30

made, and that Madam Pasteur should
go with her to masked ball at the
opera house in Vienna.
"Sir Lyster Howard Lyster will go
with us" said she, as shade passed
over the pale face of her companion.
Oh that the lady of sixteen quarter
ings should be seen in such low place
No, she was not seen she was masked
but that she should even go! What a
sacrifice OF pride and of decency,
Madam Pasteur thought it, as she saw
the baroness take the arm of one masked
man after the other, and then go into
the supper room with party who fol-
lowed tall mask in black domino.
A voice struck on Madam Pasteur's
ear-was it that of Madam Neusiedler's?
Was it-could it be?
Yes and as she threw back mask and
hood there sparkled on her neck the
pearl-colored pearls, and the emerald
pendants of the lost jewels. Oh, heaven
"The necklace of the baroness"
shouted the impulsive, the imprudent
Madam Pasteur.
1t nearly spoiled the plot, for Madam
Newsletter was amongst friends and
confederates. However, the tall Eng
lishman stepped forward. and two Wen
nese policemen arrested the woman.
She behaved with extraordinary cool
ness, and explained
at is indeed the necklace of the
baroness, given by her to my husband
for moneys which he has advanced to
her. Let her deny it if she dare! l
have her written acknowledgement of
the money, and have come to Vienna
to sell the necklace where it is we'll
known"
The people gathered around the won
derful necklace, which the chief of
police put in his breast pocket, remov-
/ ing the woman Newsletter.
The baroness went back to her hotel,
and allowed Madam Pasteur to pass a
wretched night. She would explain
nothing.
All Vienna was alive when the great
case came on, and not few ladies were
glad to hear that the Rukavina Eltz
| Jewels were in pawn-that envied neck
lace
Neusiedler came to his wifes rescue,
and told the story over again. The
evidence against the baroness was damn
ing. She had, according to his story,
lived far, far beyond her income, and
he had supplied her with money from
the money lenders. She had fabricated
the story of the lost necklace to try and
cheat him, but here we're her signatures,
and here was the baron's will, which
she was about to try to disregard. His
will, saying that she would never marry,
or, if she did, that she lost all her vast
estates.
Baroness Rukavina Eltz, what have
you to say to this? What is your de-
fense?" said the prosecuting counsel.
"Only this p said the baroness, hold
ing up in her hand the pearl-colored
pearls and the emerald drops, the real
necklace On the judges desk lay a
fac-simile of the famous necklace; the
two ornaments looked exactly alike.
"Let an expert be brought and say
which is the real necklace and which
the imitation one, made in Paris, and
used by me to lure this wretched and
dishonest thief of steward on to his
destruclion!' said the baroness, with a
flash of Roumanian fire in her eyes.
1t was true! Neusiedler had been
foiled; he had stolen false necklace,
which the baroness had had made in the
Rue de la Paix. "He has been stealing
from me for years; he has doubtless
forged false will of the baron, for /
have found the true oneW said Ruka-
vina Elrz. 81 could not unravel the
net that he has thrown over me, but for
this happy thought of tempting him to
steal some false jewels. Had he got the
real ones his story would have been pos
sible. Now, trust justice is convinced
that it is liew
A dreadful noise followed this speech
of the spirited baroness. Newsletter had
fallen down in fit. Never more would
he drink the yellow-tinted ruster;
never more would he return to the joys
OF crushing the peasantry of Somlyo-
OF cheating the baroness. The baroness
had cheated him at last Sold! sold
sold with false pearls and emeralds!
It was very grand wedding, that of
the baroness to Sir Lyster Howard
Lyster, who though only an English
country gentleman, proved to be richer
than she, and who made her a loving
and hunting husband.
The emperor gave her away, and she
wore the pearl-colored pearls with the
emerald drops, now become historical.
"Ah! Madame, dear baroness, please
tell me where you have kept the real
Jewels all hese months Y said the pious
Madam Pasteur, almost kissing the
hem of her mistress robes.
The baroness was dressed for travel
ing, as her faithful adherent knelt and
asked this question. She had on the
quilted satin red petticoat; the scarlet
of old England.
"Was it in the double-locked closet
of the north tower p
"Ah, no faithful Pasteur, thou
knowest Newsletter had the key te
that"
"Was it in the jewel case of thy great
ancestress, the Roumanian princess 2"
mo. Guess again r
"Was it in the convent of the nun,
of Rez Gebirge?"
"No! Pasteur. never gave then
anything to keep but my sins p
"Was it in the baron's strong box il
tha callarp'