The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1884-08-01

4 lO4 AO hlO" A4oAO AAbAl III HENJ SAAS -
the troupe about a certain amour tina
was in progress and had always expect
ed some bad end to it. The athletic
and the woman, who was nom Other
than Senorita Silvia Novella, the beau
tiful star rope-dancer, had gone away
together. His description of the WON
an Tailed with the walters descrip'
ton of the person who had accompanied
the murdered man.
"Tell u.s." commanded the sergeant
of the gendarmes, what You know
about these people!" ....#
And the hostler, nothing 10th, glee-
fully narrated what he knew Of the
drama ofLust and Blood. SILVIA Novel
la" he said, is one of the most beauti-
full girls in the world, aud as licentious
as she is beautiful. She is not q mer-
cenery and soulless woman who yields
herself for gain, but who seems unable
to view a fne-looking man without de-
string to possess him carnaily. She
tires of her lovers as fast as she acquires
them, and none whom she invites repel
her. Oh, no! She is too beautiful to
be repealed. Hardly could even St.
Athony himself resist her. So there is
a constant succession OF favored ones.
Those of yesterday are not those of to-
day, and to. days will not be those of to-
morrow. She is like the sea, to which
all the rivers go, and yet it is never
satisfied. Now, that is a disposition
that may cause some unpleasantness in
the mind of a man who proposes to
marry a woman so gifted and liberal,
as You may imagine. Our liontamer,
Jean Dufrac, has been madly in love
with her for six months, and wishes to
marry her. He has the funny fancy
that if she were once legally and prop
erly married she would become an
honest woman, and he Is willing to
overlook the past, if she will only be
true to him in the future, when she is
his wife. As if she could!
well, four weeks ago, when WI left
Paris, Pedro Galancho, for the frst
time, joined our company. / knew,
when I saw her place her eyes upon
! him, Just as well as if she had spoken
| aloud, that she was saying to herself:
There is another one / must have"
Jean Dufrac also saw that look, and
understood it, and, l believe, was more
jealous of him than he eve was of any
other man. Pedro was q very fine
looking, tall, powerful built fellow, with
a handsome face and a fine head of curly
brown hair, while Jean is, though strong
as a bull, short, very dark, and not at
all ~good-looking. Still, for all his de-
fects in point of beauty Silvia had
promised to marry him, and he was not
disposed to wait until marriage for her
faithfulness to commence. / myself
heard him warn her against going with
Pedro, and that is probably why she
took the pains to veil herself and avoid
observation as much as possible when
she went with him to that house. She
has not usually been so careful to con-
ceai ga little thing like that" The
police hunted for both Silvia and Jean,
but they were not in their accustomed
places, and managed to evade pursuit,
for the time at least. While that chase
was going on a discovery, not with
out an interesting bearing on the case,
was made by a sharp-eyed detective.
He found that there was no glass In
what appeared to be a curtained closet
window just behind the seat of the man
who was stabbed in the neck that the
muslin curtain had been cut loose by a
sharp knife from the bottom and side
of the empty sash, SO that it could be
easily and noislessly lifted up; and
finally, that the dust-thick on the
sides of the lower piece of the sash
was rubbed away in the center, rs. if In
arm had been protruded through this
| small window. The closet behind this
window was 9 dark one, only usedlt TO
stow rubbish in, and could be entered
by a door from a servants staircase,
which was never locked. There was no
doubt the assassin had hidden himself
within that closet, and through that
window had dealt the fatal blow.
Suspicion was fixed upon Jean Du-
frac as the assassin. Indeed, there was
no question entertained Of his guilt, and
the most strenuous efforts were made
by the police to effect his capture. They
could not find him in his bed or in any
of the low cabarets where it was sup
posed he was most likely to be
found Indeed, he seemed to have
vanished entirely. They fancied thai
he had fed from the town. They
were wrong. He was close al
hand, In the place where they would
have been least Likely to look for him
He had taken refuge in the lions den.
The moment after plunging bis ~stilettf
into the spinal marrow Of his successful
rival.
Silvia, horrow-stricken at the sight d
her falling dead on the table
before her with aknife in his neck, dart
ed out of the tavern room unseen, an6
fed to the circus tent. There, bidder
in a dark corner, she heard her name
mentionedto the police and fearing tina