The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1889-04-07
A LOVERS TERRIBLE REVENGE.
A Social Tragedy Involving One of the Proud
est Families of the Crescent City.

A Social Tragedy Involving One of the Proud
est Families of the Crescent City.
New Orleans Picayune.
A tragic story in decidedly a minor key
mas been related recently of persons who
are well known in New Orleans, and it is
transcribed here, of course, with the neces-
sary changes of names. Once upon a time
there lived in New Orleans a wealthy, cult
ured and elegant young gentleman by the
name of Bayus. NJ. Bayus had all the So
born. had been educated abroad, and. as a
matter of course. in time he fell in love.
No one could be fairer. tenderer, sweeter
thar Alice. Society smiled o. the lovers,
and so clrcumspect and dutlful were they
r~ecompensed. But at literally the last mo-
ment Alice played the flirt and threw her
lover over, running away on her bridal eve
with an equally eligible gentleman, one
Mons. B0mpard. An outbreak was ex-
lover; but he said nothing, and bore his
Jlltlng with apparent cOntentment. Ii was
SAID. however, by those who knew, that
bayus had sworn a terrible oath, and was
only blding his time. A year went by and
m Alice gave birth to a daughter. and
shortly after that event Bayus, adopting a
handsome OctOroon lad. sailed away with
him to Paris. From bOyhood Bayus's pro-
tege was stepped in revenge:it was instilled
into him as a means for ambition, as the
stone to power. The lad, whose name was
Emile. received the education of a
Parisian of wealth and good name.
He finally returned to his fos-
ter father, a pink of perfection,
signs of his mixed blood. In fact he passed
for a pure Caucasian. and as such NJ. Bayus
sent him to New Orleans and introduced
him into New Orleans society. Marry the
daughter of Alice. and all l am possessed
of chnll h. -D-,.. ~ co.I De-. Me-
her. but tell no one the story of your birth;
keep that for your secret. Emile was a
social success. He is said to lave charmed
society with his gallantry, and accomplish
ments, and good looks. and, in the end, he
did marry the lovely and lovely daughter
by. and presently a child was born
to the young couple, but 1t was
dark as an Indian, and possessed
distinct African lineaments. This Attic
and her mother as a punishment from
Tod for some aforementioned Offense,
and Emile said nothing. The little child
was regarded by. physicians as a freak.
Years went by and another child was born,
STILL Emile said nothing. and the drift
towards the gulf was greater than before.
Nine. Alice, widowed, lived with her daugh-
ter and son-in-law. One day at table a dis
pute was begun, and Nine. Alice. denying
ooIltC ctdtCtIlcut, odlu W EDullc. W. you cali
tell me nothing. / know you. You are the
son of my old lover, whom / would not
marry. the son of Emile Bayus." The SUI
preme moment of revenge had come, and
the man who had been trained for it from
his babyhood did not fail. He stood upon
his feet and looked the old, but still
lovely Nine. Alice in her faded eyes. NO."
said he quietly. "you do not know who 1
am. l I'm not the son of Emile Bayus. His
blood is not in my veins, although his
money is in my purse. / am the negro
son of Annette, the praline-seller in Canal
street. am not white at all; and it was
to please and revenge my foster father,
emile Bayus, / married your daughter and
have made you the grandmother of my
children" 1t was revenge enough. The
Tilted lover, gloating for years over this
possible moment, would have been salts
fed. With a half-dozen sentences ruin was
wrought and a home destroyed. With a
shrek the old grandmother fell upon her
and would have stabbed him,
but the wife sprang between them. "He is
my husband she said simply, whatever
his crime, he is my husband, and it is too
late. / love him." Emile and his wife re-
moved to Paris. taking with them their un-
fortunate children. and the old Alice died
of a broken heart, and sleeps in one of the
tombs in the st. Louis Cemetery. The story
is told for true. 1t is a tragedy, and offers
grand material for some romance-writer
who wishes to deal with these peculiar and
wretched features of life which are pos
sible, but fortunately rare.