Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1892-11-12

eye, bending over the works of Il watch. |
Certainly he was not looking at any
thing that was going on outside of his
shop. yet he saw, very plainly observed,
the approaching group, and something
very much ike smile might have been
seen To play about his lips as he did *,
He hoped for a customer, and 10 a poor
tradesman that must always be a pleas
ant feeling. must Il not? oh. doubtless.
But for all possible customers Pierret
hoped for one and that one was at the
door.
Locard entered.
is that it?" he said contemptuously
Pierret rose politely, Locard turned
his back upon him-from hauteur evil
dently In short. he Immediately
agreed to give the twelve pounds. and
threw down i've pound note on &C
count. on condition that the clock should
! be that same evening installed In his
! dining room at his house.
This evening. friends" cried Locari
| (of course he did not include PierTetl,
wen drink TO my new piece Of furnit-
ure."
AT what hour?"
Mine o'clock"
As soon as Picrret found himself quite
alone he burned the bank note in the
flame Of a candle. Then he went into
/ the room behind the shop and took NJ
I a small box, on which there were Eng
/ lish labels pasted Returning, he open
/ "a the case of the clock, no doubt to
, regulate the movement
Within the promised time il was
placed prominently placed-amid the
rich furniture of Locard's dining room,
Around the table from which, point
upward a goodly array Of bottles stand,
I.ocard and his friends drink, laugh and
sing.
Eleven o'clock-thc silver bell records
the hour What a voice-a song,
rather. one could listen TO it through
die whole night. MidniEht-the voice
puts forth ali it's delightful power.
Attention One-twO! Light the
punch The flame dts, goblinlike, over
the surface OF the bowl. tapping it with
upthroWn tongues VI yellow and blue.
The sugar frizzles Now put out the
lamp Huzzah! Hush The clock Is
going to strike.
No, it speaks
Jacques Locard! jacques Locard'
"Eh! Who spokey Who SD. nat|
Jacques Locard Contest Con
fess'
"Locard! LOcard. What jest is this?
How very pale you are!'
The voice sounds AS if it came from
the cellar
Jacques Locard, you are murder
err
1t is false. Who has dared to say
thatE"
Jacques Locard, it is you who killed
old pierret. Assassin
There are cries groans. Locard has
risen to his feet-lost, mad. He cluchcs
at his cravat to tear it from his
strangled throat The voice stil pid-
lessly continues yelled, distant as if
coming from tomb. 1t repeats, re
peats, repeats the word assassin"
, Locard falls upon his knees, raises,
falls again.
u confess, ! confess" he cries. Yes,
J. it was who killed the Old man anu rob
; bed him, but let that horrible voice
! cease"
{ II did not stop. but when on repeating
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