Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1882-12-14
A FRENCH DETECTIVES KUSE.

Even as the great clown, Grimaldi,
was the prince and father OF his imlta-
tors. 30 was the great ParisiaI detect
i've, Vidocq, the prince OF detectives.
The phenomenal alacrity which he ex-
hibited in penetrating the motives and
meth, DIS of crimes, and in unearthlng
criminals, has never been equaled.
In boyhood ganin of the docks, he
became dialect performer in the con-
cert Tails of Paris aud gained livlihood
in hundred different grades of employ
ment before he turned his attention to
the detection of crime.
At the time of his greatest fame as
a detective, one Moirellet exercised the
duplex functiol of sexton and chanter
of the fashionable church of LiJry III
the suburbs OF Paris.
He was shrewd and, TO all seeming,
very pious man. s.
When those southern pillagers, the
Cossacks, were expected III PARIS, the
people of the city and suburbs be-
thought themselves to conceal their
most valuable effects.
remove the church plate and his own to
place of safety, and, being an lmbeclle
old man, intrusted his yaluables to
Mon ellet to be secreted
MI. Senart friend of the cure and
ieweler of PARIS, becoming advised of
of the cures action also intrusted one
hundred thousand crowns value OF
precious stones 10 Moirellet, that they
might he buried secretly and securely
In the forest of Bondy.
A fortnight later Molrellet appeared
before the cure, pale and distracted, to
announce that the Cossacks had cers
tainly passed through the wood and dug
up the precious deposit.
so good was the mans reputation, so
sorrowful his protestations, and SO
honest the method of his tale, that the
old cure believed 1t at once but Nj.
Senart called to his counting-room
Vidocq.
What kind of man is this Moir
elIet 2" asked the detective.
"He enjoys a great reputation in all
the nelghDorhood as man of great
piety, sagacity and prudence.
us he married ?"
Yes
fWife handsome-dressy ?"
''She is very pretty and is fond OF
dress"
"a native of Paris ?"
''She was born and dwelt in her mai.
den-hood III the suburb of Andrea"
'Good. Moirellet shall be called
aside from the church tomorrow morn
ing and quietly conveyed to the prison.
I will at once set forth to Andrea and
learn what / can of bis wife's family
and her early life.
"But there is absolutely no proof
warranting the arrest of Moirellet r.
1T is my business to find proof.
The next morning Moirellet was
quietly conveyed to prison
An hour later, dashing anu hand
some young man, clad In u semi-naval
costume, knC oked at the door of Moir-
ellet's residence,
His fair wife answered the summons,
"Marie I-and how goes it with my
little schoolmate, Marie of AndreaT
exclaimed the young man, grasping her
hand impetuously.
"Pardon lne, sir, but you have es-
capped my recollection.
"You do not recognize me? But,
tell me, surely you are Marie Gabrlllc,
the grocers daughter, who dwelt in
childhood ut Andres p
81 am, sir"
"Then you are the Marie / played
wIth-and you do not recognize me2
Fie, Marie ha ha ha And do you
dwell here-are you married p
Gay, SIR"
"And TO the great and good man, too,
I warrant, if your beautiful face and
womanly graces have met their due2"
"a good man, truly, sir--but ii you
will be pleased to enter and make YOUR
self known to me, we may converse
more intelligibly."
The fair hostess soon after entered
the cozy parlor of her home bearing
silver bottIe-tray, and pouring forth a
glass of VINE TO the young man, said 4
"And, now, sir, kindly inform me
what my old schoolmate's name is ?"
"Ha ha and you don't know me,
Marie =? You know that we men love
to quiz the ladies? Look well into my
face. my eyes. L am one who not only
played with you, Marie, IN those dear,
golden days of the past, but one who
felt for you the tenderest regard. Gan
it be possible you cannot recall meY"
'I look at you well, sir, and think
over all of my young playmates, and
yet can not name you. Keep me not
in agony of ignorance--who are you 2"
"A midshipman in the navy. Is that
not hint 2" returned the young man,
holding his glass for more wine.
sit is no hint that can fathom, re-
turned the lady, rehlling his glass.
"Ay, but / have told you wrong-I
am a lieutenant in the navy" said the
young man, draining the goblet.
'.But your name-your name ?" de-
manded the lady, impatiently, again
filing the empty glass.
''All have spoken is wrong, Marie, !"
quoth the young man, appearing the
least bit intoxicated. Behold in me the
captain OF the battle ship Havre-Pere
Molliere."
The womaa's face redeemed. and her
! eyes flashed angrly, as she sprang for