Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1891-04-10

son. An amusing colloquy between hel
] and the prisoner was permitted, in which
] both were seen to be mutually so intimat,
| with all the details of a domestic life to
gether of twenty years standing that not
ing short of miracle could suppose the
priyity of "a third party. The books of the
shop were produced, and the two went over
them together, witnesses being called 70
corroborate these minuti9 whenever they
concerned a third party, and it was thus
shown by mass OF particulars that if the
prisoner were really Quentineau he must
likewise be Desruelles. Having gone SO
far, the ingenious advocate proved by an
accumulation of circumstances that Des-
ruelles could not be Quentineau
The president of the court, who seemed
to take great interest in the problem on
trial before him, questioned Nine Des-
ruelles as to the cause of her sudden trip
to New York.
She pointed to Desruelles with scornful
finger. She cried: "He had mistress;
he wished to abandon me; he called me
Cosaquel He appointed to meet her in
New York after settling up his cousin
estate. | determined to make his amours
uncomfortable. | pursued the woman to
New York. pulled her hair; | boxed her
ears; | made her flee in dismay to Cali
fornia; then, my mission performed, re
turned to Paris"
The unhappy Scipion, in utter prostra-
ton of astonished protest, lifted his help
less hands and denied the mistress, the as
signation-everything.
His wife turned away with an in
credulous, scornful shrug.
81 have your letters monsieur | COM
PEELED the creature to surrender them to
me-
The president ordered Nine. Desruelles
to produce the letters, and while the huis-
sicr was gone examined NJ. Pache.
The latter gentleman testified as to the
facts of Desruelles' visit to Martinique, the
false will, etc, and positively identified
Desruelles.
"Have you ever seen that willr" asked
the president.
mo" said Pache.
81 have it here" said the president. SIT
is duly authenticated, signed and sealed.
Look at itl'
"Mon dieu! that is my own signature,
and that notarial signature | would swear
to as Alphonse Domairon'sr'
At this moment the huissier came into
court with the package of letters, which
he handed to the president. That officer
looked over them, with Pache still upon
the stand
an. Pache," said the president, handing
a letter TO the witness, do You identify
that handwriting?'
81 do. 1t is undoubtedly Desruelles'."
BE kind enough to read that letter aloud
to the court
NJ. Pache, adjusting his eyeglasses read:
"a =, nv
Cosaque totally deceived | sail for Mar
Unique tomorrow, and will make short
work of my stumbling block of cousinp
He turned severely upon Desruelles:
"Atrocious wretch You plotted to poison
me, then! abandon the case"
Desruelles fell back fainting Nine. Des-
ruelles eagerly came forward. 81 swear,
judge, that letter was not in the parcel |
received from Mile Tollyl | never saw it
befOre!'
The president turned from her coldly.
"The handwriting is precisely the same"
The prisoner, reviying, stared around him
with CHASTITY face, and the president
looked down upon him gloomily.
1.-The court, he said, lis not able to de
termine with satisfaction whether the
prisoner is Desruelles or Quentineau. The
tNlhtllIt III ldNOI Ol les
rueles. But, so far AS the ends of justice
are concerned, it does not matter. Quen-
tineau was a bad man, but Desruelles is
evidently man much worse. The prisoner
is remanded to serve out his sentence, and
at the expiration of his full term is doomed
to transportation to New Caledonia for fif-
teen years"
Desruelcs tainted once more and was re
moved. That afternoon, waiting YEARLY
in the sale des gardes, a man came and
stood before him. looking at him fixedly,
then turning away. Every body paid him
the utmost respect. Desruelles asked the
sergeant by his side who that parsonage
was.
at is VI. NJ, chief of the secret po-
lice"
Good Godw cried Desruelles; "Vedovap
He fell in an apoplectic fit, and before the
morning brought the question of his iden-
tity to the tribunal of higher court.-Ed-
mond Spencer; Partisan Police Archives.