The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1881-08-20


ear--was it that of Madame Neusiedler
was it--could il be2
Yes and as she threw back mask ant
heod there sparkled on her neck th,
pearl-colored pearls and the emerald PEN
dants Of the lost jewels. o Heaven
"The necklace Of the Baroness, shout.
ed the impulsive, the imprudent MADAME
Pasteur.
It nearly spoiled the plot for Madame
Neusiedler was among friends and the
coniederates However, the the tall Eng
lishman stepped forward, and the two
Viennese policemen arrested the woman.
She behaved. with extraordinary cool
ness, and explained
ut is indeed the necklace of the Bar
oness, given by her to my husband for
moneys which he had advanced her. Let
her deny tiff she dare. have her writ
ten acknowltde, ment OF the money, and
have come TO Vienna to sell the neck
lace, where it is well known"
The Jews gathered around the wonder
full necklaces, which the Chief of Police
put in his breast pock I, removing the
woman Neusiedler.
The Baron, 81 went back to the hotel,
and flowed Madame Pasteur to pass
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 wife's recue.
and told the story over again, The evil
dence against the Baroness was damn.
ing. She had. according to his story.
lived far beyond her income, and be had
supplied her with money from the Jews.
She lad fabricated the story of tie miss
ing necklace, TO try and cheat him, but
b. re We-e her signatures and here W the
Baron's will. which she was about tn
- anu NiNAcShih hAS VIII bhy lHB tutt
sire should never marry. or. if she did
thIt she lost all her vast estates.
Baroness Rukavina- -Eltz. what have
you to say to thisp What is your de-
tense ?" said the prosecuting counsel
Only this said the Baroness. hold.
ing up in her hand The pearl colorei
pearls and the sm' raid drops, the real
necklace. On the Judges desk lly the
fac-simile of the famous necklace, The
two ornamsnts looked exactly alike.
Let an expert be brought and say
Which is the real neeklehs and which the
imitation one. made in Paris, and used
by me to lure this wretched and dishon-
est thief of steward on to his des-
tructionr said the Baroness, with Fl sh
of Roumanian fire in her eyes.
1t was true? Neu.iedler had been foil.
ed; lie had stolen the false necklace,
WI ch the BARONESS had had made in the |
Rue de la Paix."
He hes been stealing from me for
years; be has ubilass forged a false |
will of the Baron, for have found the
true one" said Rukavina-Eltz. "Il
could not unravel the net that he as
thrown over me bat for this happy
thought of tempting him to steal some
false jewels. Had he got the real ones
his story would have been plausible.
Now, l rust, justice is convinced that it
is y lie."
A dreadful noise followed this speech
of the spirited Bironess; Neusiedler had
fallen down in fit. Never more would
he drink the yellow tinted Ruster; never
more wonld he return TO the joys of |
crushing the peasautry of Somlyo-of
cheating the Baroness. The Baroness
had hal cheated him at last. Sold !
sold +! s"ld with false pearls and emer
aids. Poor Jew poor Jew
1t was very grand welding, that of
the Baroness to Sir Lyster Howard Lys-
ter, who, though only an English coun-
try gentleman, proved to be richer than
she. and who made her loving and a
hnnting husband.
The Emperor gave her away, and she |
wore the paarl.colored pearls with the
tmerald drops now become historical
"Ah Madame. dear Baroness, please
tell me where you have kept the real
jewels all these months ?" said the pious
Madame 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. 5he had on the
Quilted satin red pettiooat; the scarlet Of
OIL England.
"Was 1t in the doubled-locked closet
of the north towerY
"Ah, no faithful Pasteur, thou know
est Nensiedler had the key to that |"
"Was it in the jewel case of thy great
ancestresS, the Roumanian Princess ?"
mo Guess again r.
"Was 1t IN the convent of the nuns of
r Gehirge2"
"No ! Past ur, never gave them any
thing TO keep bat my sius p
"Was it in the Bdrons strong box, in
the cellar 2"
mo, nv dear PasteuT, no. You have
the hiding place under yoGr finger. They
We're quilted into the lining of this red
satin petticoat. owe the idea 10 that
good Lady Louisa. See here r. and gent
ly raising the edge of her travelling skirt,
right over her left foot. the Baroness
showed Madame Pasteur a neat little
S ries of pockets, where the jewels had
been safely ''hidden in a scarlet prison."
Ills Last Dose.