Morris tribune. [volume] (Morris, Minn.) 1880-2000, 1881-04-07
when some one touched him lightly on the

shoulder.
1t was the Doctor! a
Seated on bench was o lady in black,
with her veil drawn tightly over her face.
II have taken coupe" said the Doctor,
$50 you will not be incommoded by other
travellers. Here is Mademoiselles purse,
ticket, and little travelling satchel; perhaps
she will need something. Have the kind
ness TO show her ticket to the conductor.
have telegraphed to Paris to her friends,
who will meet her at the station. She is as
quite as dove. Should you find her
agitated, give her drop of this essence on
sugar: herei is the bottle. Monsieur Lam
bert, Mademoiselle!"
He then helped along the invalid lady,
and put her in the corner of the coupe. He
then, after Arranging her with great kind
ness, stepped out, held Mr.. Lambertby the
hands and talked with French effusior, as
the officials hurried passengers out and in.
" trust YOU will have no trouble. adie,s, :"
said he, giving final word of kindness of
his fair patient, and arranging her foot
stool.
Oh, no! dare say not" said Mr..
Lambert, DO wing to the lady, and taking
his seat by her side. But what a power
full odor there is in the coupe-wil it not
disturb the lady?"
sob, no! l think not" said DR.. de La
Belle; Il broke a bottle of cologne, as
was helping her in 1t will all disappear
in few moments"
The train departed, and Mr.. Lambert,
who felt exceedingly wide awake, and who
found Dr. de La Bellies col >ghe very strong,
tried to draw his fair friend into CONVEX
sation. She was separated from him by a
high basket of fiowers-the Doctors last at
tention
The poor insane woman would not an
swer word and from her immovable calm
the Clergyman concluded she was asleep.
When they arrived at Paris, he deter
mined that she should speak.
"Mademoiselle, said he in a loud voice,
"do awake and listen to me; must leave
you for moment to 60 find your friends. :"
He sought long time, but could not find
anybody who wanted lady from Rouen.
He came back to the carriage very discon-
tentedly, when, to his intense establishment
he found crowd around the compartment
where the lady still sat. He went forward
to see what was the cause of the excitement.
Are you the man who travelled from
Rouen in this coupe?"said policeman.
Yes"
Do you know that this lady is dead9 You
has been dead for heurs!" and the populace
groaned.
The clergyman was speeches. with hor-
ror He tried to clear himself with all the
earnestness of an innocent man, but his
story was very improbable one. The po-
lice found on him the purse of the poor
woman, and'a bottle containing prussic acid!
1t was the little bottle which Dr. de La
Belle had forced upon him in the train.
Nh. Lambert, stunned half dead. al
lowed himself to be carried to prison with
out resistance-he was past that. A few
! days later he said:
Take me to Rouen; I will unmask the
william; he can never face me-"
Two Sergeants de Vile, with other en-
ploSes of the police in plain clothes, attend
| ed this dangerous criminal to Rouen in the
railway, and drove to the house of DR.. de
In 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 mo-
me tand kept them some time waiting.
When at last the police begant be troubled,
the head sergeant babe them be calm. The
house is guarded" said he, ''he cannot es-
cape"
Presently there entered calm, elderly
gentleman, with spectacles, which he re-
moved as he looked at them.
Al beg pardon for keeping you waiting, y
said he, but did you want me? I am DR..
de Ia 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 MonaSt.
Catherine.
You are not Dr. de la Belle at ALL" said
the unhappy man.
II 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 could meet him again with his
white dog" said Mr.. Lambert, throwing his
hands in the air.
white dog, did you say?" asked the
sergeant de vile.
Some weeks passed, and the police be-
came convinced that Mr.. Lambert was in
nocent, but they were yet waiting for the
real villain.
Mr. Lambert was taken blindfol led and
in the night, to house, he knew not in
lodged, and where he was allowed to read
and to write, but was strictly watched.
''Shortly after his new Incarceration, a
valet arrived with his clothes, and asked
him respectfully to make his toilette. A
sergeant escorted him to closed carriage,
and drove towards the Champs Elysees.
Look at everybody who passes," said
he. --
Mr.. Lambert looked, but saw nothing.
The next day the sergeant, elegantly
dressed, came again, in an open carriage, and
by the side of the coachman, sat white
pointer dog.
Mr.. Lambert turned pale.
you have seen that dog before?" said
the sergeant.
1T is his dog" said Mr.. Lambert.
Keep calm, and look about you" said the
policeman.
But they looked in vain. They saw no
master for the dog.
Con the night that crime was committed
this dog was found in Rouen, without
master" said the Sergeant de Vile.
Later, the prisoner was requested to make
an evening toilette, and was escorted to a
grand ball in magnificent house in one of
the best parts of Paris.
you are serving the ends of justice, :"
Sdlu Tue SdrSedut W HlIu. Do patent anu
observe the guests.
He was presented to the lady of the
house who received him very graciously,
and who introduced him to her young daugh-
ter. He talked with her and looked at the
guests, but saw nothing.
Another week passed. He went to an
other ball i'll the same company; his young
host, Monsieur de F., seated himself beside
him, and drew carelessly before him the
curtains of large window, which filed
half the room.
1t was not long before Mr.. Lambert heard
the well-known voice of the Sergeant of Po-
hce(who in the most irreproachable Of black
coats and white ties, looked like Condo
or MontmorencD talking to gentleman
near him, of hunting.
1T is long time since have followed
the hounds answered the gentleman.
mir. Lambert darted from his seat. sit
is he!' said he. 1t is DR.. de La Belle"
BE silent, said Mosieur de F., "be ST.
lent" and he held him in his seat by main