Weekly commercial herald. (Vicksburg, Miss.) 1884-18??, 1886-01-08


enc Of the groOms was dismissed; then the
other; then the valet. Finally, the riding
horses and tho cabriolet were sold. One by
one Lunel began 10 miss from his tenants
apartment certain costly articles Of jewelry,
with which SanguTa had decorated it
when he first came. Lunel inferred that
these were being sold, as the difficulties Of his
tenant grew more pressing. Little by little
Sangura's wardrobe disappeared also-a bad
syn, Lunel thought; but the fourth quarters
rent was paid, and so he was safe.
Sat the end of the fourth quarter, San
gura-whoSe apartment was by this time
stripped Of everything belongingt to him which
had the least value-disappeared himself.
Lunel never sawh him again; but, about three
months after, he remembers having read an
account Of a suicide committed somewhere in
the Latin Quarter by an unknown foreigner,
supposed to be a Japanese, and having fan
cied that this might be his former tenant.
HLunel further hands to me a bundle of
letters, which had arrived for his tenant SUBJ
sequent to his disappearance. l examined
these; with ono exception they are the unpaid
bills of N. Sangura's tradesmen. The excep.
ton is a letter addressed in a female hand; il
is here-Monsisur can examine it for him
self.n
N. Blery, drawing out a bulky pocket
book, took from it a letter in a delicately
tinted envelope, addressed in faint violet ink:
IN. de Sangura, rAvenue du Roi de Rome,
S61.n
l read the letter, then handed it to Sapi-
maud. It was as follows; my own one, why
hide myself thusl Cans't thou think thy
poverty will change me? Come to me as Of
old. Thine own Clotilde." The letter was
dated "Rue de La Refine, 48; Wednesday
morning.
Gas Messieurs may suppose" continued NJ.
Blery, "Ilose no time in visiting No. As Rue
de la RENE. At first l am refused admission;
Nile. Duchastre, the premiere 1anseuse at
the - Theatre-for she and no other is
Clotilde-can see no one. Ipencil on a card
these words, 1T is the affair OF the Japanese,
Sangura, and give the maid five francs to
carry it up to her mistress. In two minutes
l stand in the presence Of the beautiful
Mile. Duchastre.
Il can easily see on the lady's face the signs
Of emotion. l infer at once that this has not
been an ordinary acquaintance, but a case of
true affection. 'Mademoiselle,' I say, with
an air Of deep respect, pardon my intrusion;
but 1 am engaged in an inquiry into the sad
end of NJ. de Sangura. have found from
one of your letters that you knew him, and I
beg Of you to give me any information you
may possess as to his affairs
'Mlle. Duchastre seems to take a pleasure
in talking to any ono Of her dead lover. She
tells me-with real emotion, with frequent
tears-this story, which I repeat to Messieurs:
"Mademoiselle had formed the ecqlaint-
ance of Sangura about six months after his
arrival in Paris; they soon formed q mutual
attachment. The Japanese was handsome,
his manners were distinguished; the courtesy
Of a gentleman, tho generosity of a prince.
His generosity, indeed, was SO lavish that it
eventually proved his ruin. MademoisellS
pleaded with her lover to curb his expendi.
ture, to give up gambling and betting ut
n and Longchamps; it was of no avail.
He persisted in loading her with costly pres
ents; which she assured me-and l believe her
caused her more pain than pleasure to re-
ceive. The worst feature in Sangura's case,
Mademoiselle informed me, was that he had
gradually fallen into the power Of some
Jewish moneylender, who, she thought, re-
5ided on the left bank, but whose name she
had never heard. AS Sangura's funds dimin-
ished, this mans hold on him increased; the
unfortunate Japanese grew every day
moodier and more depressed. She OWNED
that he was now living by the sale of his
wardrobe and effects; but he never told her
so, and she did not dare to touch ON the sub
ject.
"At an early period Of their acquaintance
Sangura had given her to wear, not to keep,
apearl Of extraordinary sizo and beauty; ex-
planning to her that this gem was the great
heirloom Of his house; that he, as tho eldest
SON Of his dead father, had the custody of it,
and that IL anything happened to it he would
be dishonored in the eyes Of oil his relatives.
There was nothing he would not give to his
Clotilde, Sangura had said, except only this
pearl; nevertheless, she might wear it as an
ornament, since he knew that in her charge
it would be safe.
'Qne morning Sangura rushed into her
room, in o state Of great agitation, and, ex-
claiming that no was ruined and undone,
asked for tho gem. His mistress gave it to
him with trembling hands; he rushed out Of
the chamber, and Mile. Duchastre never
again saw her lover alive.
about three months after, Mademoiselle
read in the journals the report Of a suicide in
the Rue st. Jacques-the suicide Of O young
foreigner, supposed to DO q japanese. She
hastened to the morsue; it was the unfor-
tunate Sangura. He had found o last refuge
in tho miserable garnet which Messieurs
visited to-day. Too proud to return to his
mistress, all his means exhausted by the ra-
pacity Of tho old moneylender, no had
starved there till his last sou Yves spent.
Then one night he closed up carefully every
crevice in door or window; lighted a charcoal
fire in the brazier; lay down on his wretched
pallet-and, three days afterward, was found
there, i gdead.
'Mlle. Duchastre caused her uni ppy lover
to DO buried with propriety, and had a stone
erected over his grave, where she still hangs
wreath3 of immortelles. But she had not yet
heard the last Of Sangura. About three
months ago she was visited by a young Jap
anese, who introduced himself as Kiosaka,
Sangura's brother. Kiosaka toldher that his
brother had written him of the straits into
whichhe had fallen, ashinghim toleaVe Yeddo
for Paris at the earliest opportunity, and,
when there, to lose no time in visiting Mile.
Duchastre. It wa from Mademoiselle that
Kiosaka first heard the news of his brothers
painful death; he was profoundly affected,
apparently with rage as well as grief, and
muttered something in his WI language,
Mademoiselle told me, with an accent which
was terrible Shortly after he babe her fare
well, and him also she has never seen again.
81 ask Mademoise1le if she has a portrait Of
the late M. de Sangura. Mademoiselle has; a
miniature on ivory, Of beautiful execution.
After some hesitation she consents to lend il