Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1883-09-23

Lao kfnNc HUI oSIiOd5 iaCts- AucS spoAr
Ina Whispers, Us men do when IN The
presence OF great calamity.
A serpent deyille stood guarding the
entrance. There were two other ON
eiais on the pave I'm front OF the house.
The little group was composed OF the
eosehman, half a dozen passersby and
w o or three eeml-officials Of the po-
lice.
Upstairs in the hotel, on the second
floor, lying upon the bed In n mad
ame's chamber, by Horace DAueigne
dead. His face was finished, his lips
drawE apart, the eyes partly open aud
staring CLASSIFY upward, and the tiagers
oGtbe right hand lying upon the silken
nYerlic, were cramped, drawn up like
The claws Of an animal.
in an adjoining Madame
D'Aubigne WAS prostrate upon asofA to
oil appearances frantic with grief, bys,
ttricahy moaning and sobbing, and a.
intervals wildly crying out the name OF
her beloved Horace"
Her story was, that during the night
numerous shIieks had aroused her
maid and monsieur's valet; they had
rushed into the chamber to find Mon
situr Horace dead and Madame Ell
fCshable, evidently crazed with agony.
She exclaimed that q few moments be-
fOTe-it was then 5 O'clock-she had
arisen, being awakened, as she thought
by a nose in boudoir. Turning up the
Fight, her first glance naturally rested
W on her sleeping-husband. To the
honor, she saw that he was dead-cold!
She gave the alarm. This was all that
WAS thus far known.
Madame's shrieks had attracted the
crowd 4. the porte cOchere. some one,
N bis fright, had ran TO tine Commis-
saire's office and said that q murder OF
something equally horrible had CO.
CURED. This accounted for the presence
Of the sergeant de vile and police Off.
cial. A surgeon arrlved-the physician
Of Monsieur Horace.
at is apoplexy-he has been threat
enCd with it for the past year" said u
physician. ~ have warned him to be
mOIe careful in his manner OF living,
repeatedly. II is the end | feared, for
he would not hear NE. He insisted
that apOpleXy was not Of his family"
The physicians verdict vas accepted
the police scrutiny was withdrawn;
three DAYS later the weeping Widow
u NuLlZuC AOAlO"N u lllt Alh W OAO
In Chaise and with dried eyes and q
beautiful. The will Of Horace D'Au-
hiQne made her his sole legatee.
The adventures was worth 100000
francs. Society respected her FOR her
crief-and fortune.
one month later a man clothed in
The habiliments of a bOurgOIse appeared
before the Project and demanded a pri-
yate audience. IL was granted.
Monsieur Project, you know me?'
~ do. You have been a convict:
you are now under surveillance; you
Francois Surjet, better know as lie chat
~lCuge-tbe red eat.'
"IeS, monsieur; but even 3 burglar
can do act Of justice. | am a burglar.
II | should be cOruered ina y job | would
Nil IL II would secure my escape, but |
,an'i c~Ouutrnauce a !d-hloOded a3Sas-
.iuaticn. II isofthat Icame to speak,:
What DO you mcanm!
You are awsrp Of the circumstances
Hsten ling the death Of Monsieur DAu-
Gignt"'
"Yes-his physician -"
"Was mistaken. Hc made only q
casual examination. Listen. l will be
brief. Madame said she was awakened
by q noise in her boudOlr-her dressing
roam. She lied. II was thus. They
had returned from the Theatre Francois.
IL was 3 O'Clock. An hour before / had
made my way into the house unseen by
the servants. l crept up stairs to mad
ame's boudOir, where l knew she kept
her Jewels. | hid myself behind the
heavy curtains and took my chances Of
being discovered. | had the plan Of the
house weeks before. At length Mon
sieur and Madame returned. Before
disrobing I heard him say: The doctor
was at me again IS to my dizziness he
insists that [ must be CAREFUL She
,ondled him and laughed.
"a servant brought in some wine and
a light luncheon. While he was eating
he dismissed the servant, and saw her
with smiling face take from a drawer
lehind him q small vial, apparently of
perfume. She had already filled her
owl glass with wine. She took up his
glass and | saw her from my hiding
ulacC pour a few drops Of the contents
Ol the vial into it ndthen fill 1t up with
the wine. He took the glass from her
rand and, kissing her, drank it empty.
Something for the Dizziness /
thought, as | saw her put away her dia-
mouGs. ! watched them retire. He
retired first, she fingered up at her
toilet. All, she was a beautiful fiend. /
Jaw her look at him. Presently he
groauCd- but he seemed unable to utter
words. She ran to the bedside and hung
over him. Then knew there was mur
der in the air, and even l in my hiding
place trembled with fear. In ten min
utes she said in q quivering, eager tone,
He is dead-and his millions are minep
She dressed herself, and passing into an
inner room | heard her unlock ng what
eemed TO be an esoritOire OF desk.
Drawing aside the curtain | took my
rhance Of escape. The Bank Of Fran >e
,Culd not have tempted me to remain
IN that house. / tried to keep the
>-cret- but | can't. Now, Monsieur lie
Re feet, shall tell you whom | recOg-
uiZe that woman to be-"
"GO ou."
IapierP, and fed from MarseilleS seven
Years ago. She was his mistress. | was
III MarSeilles at the time, and l knew
her well. Until the night of the death
81 Monsieur D'Aubigne / had nOt seen
her closely enough to recognize her.
Monsieur, l AN q scOundrel, but not q
IOisOner."
That night the Prefect sent for
Madame DAubigne and confronted her
with the statement of the burglar
Appalled,, overcome with this unex-
ected revelation, she sank upon her
knees and gIovelled at his feet wailing
md imploring for mercy. Five days
later she confessed all. But before this
DAubigne's body was exhumed, and
the autopsy disclosed the csuse ofdeath ;
the poison Of nicotine.
The adventures died upon the gulllo-
tine, November Is, 1855.
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