The Dawson journal., 1883-05-03
time hear of her vengeance.
ANGELIQUE.

cos, WHICH stare down upon hum
bier neighbors with vulgar dis
play. About midway down tn,
streets, and III this row, is a dwell
ling over the faccia of which !!
inscribed, Sonora Fresnillo, Ciga
rette and Wine Diyan." Here tht
elite Of the demi-monde rendez
vous,and the midnightorgies whicl
nightly take place can scarcely he
described.
On the morning Of February
18th, 1882, the city was thrown
into the widest excitement by the
announcement that
A HORRIBLE MURDER
had been committed at Sonora
Fresnillo's bagnio, and that the
whole matter was shrouded in the
deepest mystery. The victim was
young and handsome girl, and
she lay upon the bed with dag
ger wound upon her left breast.
Upon investigation it was found
that the girl was the daughter of
rich and prominentgentleman of
the city, and had been brought to
a life of shame by the machina-
tions of a woman who was well
known throughout the city by the
name of Angelique. The where
| ab0uts OF the latter could not be
ascertained, and this fact alone
pointed strongly to her as the muir
derer. When the same detective
viewed the body he Immediately
recognized in the murdered girl
the same whom he saw in compa-
ny with Angelique in the box at
the theatre. After fruitless search
for the murderer the matter was
finally left in abeyance, and for
the time forg otten.
Some months later the detective
received one morning in his mail
the following letter.
"You were recently remined
that you would soon hear ofvenge-
ance of the sister Of Sonora Bar
beria The girl who was recently
murdered in the house Of Signo-
ra Fresnillo was one of her VIC
tins. She was the sister Of the
wretch who betrayed and then
murdered my sister. The same
dagger that was buried to the hilt
In my sisters heart did the work
in the other case. But my venge-
ance is not complete. My next
victim is the villain, Miguel
Soares. Justice shall be satisfied
and infamy avenged,
ANGELIQUE.
Soares was a well known liber,
tine, whose career Of dissipation
and vice had bowed his family
with obloquy: He still pursued
his course Of ignominy and shame
not knowing how soon the fata
dagger was to fall on him anc
send him to meet his victim in an.
other world. The mystery of the
murders and the attending cir
cumstances were never known by
but three persons-the General d
the Police, the murderass and tAt
detective.
One night in the latter part Of
November last the detective hap,
pened 10 be passing through one
Of the leading thoroughfares o.
the city, when he met Migue
Soares, accompanied by tall
commanding woman, dressed ele
gantly and heavily yelled. His
suspicious were Immediately arous
ed, and he determined to follow
the couple.
Taking the oposite side of til,
street, the detective followed thC
two until the reached small parl
IN n fashionable quarter Of th,
city. Concealing himself behinl
one Of the trees, he breathlessl,
awaited developments.
Il positively refuse to 90 an,
further" said Soares, until yoi
tell me who you are and wha
your business with me is"
"PfObabl V you will not be de
lighted to know who I am"
81 will satisfy my curiosit,
however" he said, as he tor,
the veQ from the woman's face
The bright rays Of the moon fel
upon a pair of black eyes whicl
glared on Soares with tiendish fir,
and he started back as he recog
nized that face. "Angeliqe Bar
beria!" he gasped, "what-wha
brings you here%
"To have your life, Migue
So&resr' she Kissed, in a tone tina
trenbled with passion.
DO YOU RECOGNIZE THIS DAGGER q
1T is minel" gasped Soares.
"It is yours, indeed, AIigue
Soares? | found it in the heart O
my sister, where you left it. Nov
take it back but let your heart b,
its sheath. Thus do I complet,
my work"
The detective sprang from hi
hiding place at the same mono
that Soares fell to the ground Will
a groan. Angalique dash eC
throgh the sbrubbery and fec
across the park Placing Soares
who had breathed his last, upol
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