Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1889-05-19
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GENUINE BoRGIA Poison.
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Montastruc was of very secretive dis
position, and would not, for the world,
have wished Madame Montastruc-from
whom he had carefully concealed his am
bilious dream-to suspect the fraudulent
agent he had employed to render his APP
pearance more imposing.
Great, then, had been the amazement of
Nine. Montastruc to see her husbands hair
turn white within the space of few weeks,
for he had not taken care to make the
transition gradually. Being of an ardent
and somewhat jealous temperament, and
having moreover no little reason to COM
plain of her husbands seeming indiffer-
ence toward her of late, she naturally
enough concluded that he was leading the
life of Polichineile, and subjected him
thenceforth to a most Venetian-like system
of surveillance. She would arise at night
and go stealthily on tiptoe to listen at the
door of her husbands chamber, where the
monster snored. Did say snored? where
be dreamed, and talked while dreaming.
On several occasions she had heard him
heave doleful signs. One day she had even
surprised upon his lips a word full of reve-
lations-a word which would henceforth
embitter her whole existence: "Antoinette!
Antoinette p
Chance had provided Nine. Montastruc
with valuable auxiliary in the person OF
Agenor Robinet, swell who had been
compelled by adverse circumstances to fill
the humble position of reporter on the
Evolutioniste. Mean, like all the class from
which he had sprung, and despised by his
associates, he had nevertheless succeeded
by fulsome fattery, in gaining the conf
dence of his employer, the man whom he
was now SO basely betraying. This seedy
notebook" had become enamored Of
Madame Montastruc, and she-vindictive
and determined to apply to the letter the
law Of retaliation to her husband, in case
his infdelity should be established beyond
question-had decided to admit the poor
reporter to the place in her affections va.
Gated by her recreant husband.
She had ingeniously managed to impart
this fact to Agenor, and taking advantage
of his blind passion for herself, made him
a willing associate in the work Of surveiI.
lance upon NJ. Montastruc.
For greater convenience in his daily du
ties as reporter, the Office of Agenor ad
joined that of the proprietor, with which
it communicated by means of an aperture
in the wall, which could be opened Oh
closed at will by sliding panel. The
traitor had, therefore, an excellent post
from which to watch the acts and move
ments of Montastruc.
Poor Montastruc certainly did not dream
of the storm that was gathering over his
head Absorbed by his ambition. he lived
only through it and for it. His official
friend and protector-who was none othei
than the celebrated Senator, Camille
Champignol-ha given him reason to
hope that in very short time the coveted
ribbon would be his.
1t had been agreed between them tina,
Champignol should keep him apprised
from day to day of the slightest parlia-
mentary Quotations, and that. on the eve
of the great day of promotions, Montas
true should "burn his ships" SO to speak
by publishing in the Eroluioniste dithy.
rambic eulogy of the Prime Minister
The two friends had arranged, for the pur.
pose of conducting a mysterious CORE
spondecce on the subject, system of enig
NAUTICAL kilograms that Edipus himself
would have been powerless to decipher.
SCENE I.-(oFFIcE OF MoSTAsTRUc.)
Montastruc-''Cornelie, you are mad y
Cornelie-"Would to heaven / were
Monsieur The silence of the cell would
be thousand times preferable to the tor
ments suffer-
Montastruc-"But,.n Hon Dieu! What i,
the matter? What do you complain o.
anyhow"
Cornelie (impetuously) -"Anatole, you
love not Your wife, but another woman ?
Montastruc-I swear do not Come
be reasonable, Cornelie. Some strange
hallucination possesses you,' at the same
time approaching and kissing her forehead
Just then the sliding door opens and
! Agenor appears, his face ghost-like in it:
pallor. He exclaims:
"Sir, to-day's dispatches havenot come ?
Montastruc replies testify: '.Then rur
those of yesterday" (Aside): '.IIe is 81
annoying with that door,
| Agenor closes the panel, ut the same
time heaving an audible sigh.
Cornelie (aside)-"Poor fellow, How
he SUFFERS Changing her voice.: "Wha,
have you heen doing this morning?"
! Montastruc replies in careful manner
as if choosing his words: "As usual,
took walk In the Bots, and then paid {
visit 10 Champignol."
Cornelie-"Champignol? One of you
kind, no doubt--a bon riraats"
Montastruc laughingly replies: "Quit,
the contrary, my dear; he is a Senator"
| Really
Montastruc-"He is as Senatorial as car
be-perfectly unimpressionable to all othel
influences and attractions. Drawing Cor
nellie to seat beside him ON the sofa ant
kissing her somewhat mechanically So
you see, my little one"
| Agenor (paler than ever, pushing oper
the panel a second time -"Sir, there is nc
editorial copy for this afternoons paper ?
Montastruc rises with anger and cries
"Will you let ME alone p (Aside): "Pn
give you box on the ear If you DON'T"
Agenor (muttering to HIMSELF: '.Humil-
/ lated and before herr He pitches the
books bundles of newspapers and every
thing within reach upon the sofa, an