New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1892-03-02

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percussion cap. and saw a tiny wreath
of smoke curl up from the hand held.
He struggled to free himself from my
grasp, but held him with the grip OF
iron. and fastened my gaze upon him.
Eve found you, have IL / said,
drawing one OF my pistols, and cock
ing it. q will simply inform you,
that am an officer OF the Prefecture,
and that ] have been hunting for you.
just offer a particle more of resist.
ance, and a bullet goes through your
brain. Now give me that weapon. =
The boy was frightened, and trembl-s
ed violently.
1T is only a tobacco pipe he said.
as he handed it to me-
And certainly it looked like nothing
more; but ] had seen enough OF it to
know that evil was in it, 1t appear
ed to me to be an ordinary meer-
schaum pipe, the bowl colored as
though by long use-only the amber
mouth-piece was missing. did not
stop to examine it then, but turned
my attention to its owner / saw
that he was still trembling with fear,
and | knew that now would be the
time to work upon him.
$50 you are selling your soul to
Monsieur Louis Cazaubon?" REMARK
ed, by way OF letting him know thatl
was thoroughly informed.
He started, and | saw very plainly
that he knew just what 1 meant; but
he tried to recover himself, and clum-
silly asserted that he did not know
anything about the individual | had
named.
"You needn't lie to me, I sternly re-
piled, flor know all aboutit. Louis
Cazaubon has been watched by me
when he didn't dream OF such a thing.
He thought [ was a tradesman. But
you are young, and would save you.
Confess everything to me, and prom
Use you that your life shall bespared
| saw that the boy wavered, and [
followed up my advantage; and ere
long had him bent to my wishes [
made him understand that [ held his
life in my hands; that could protect
him from the vengeance OF any che
whom he might eliminate; and that
he had everything to gain, and moth
ing to lose, by full confession lie
came to itgradually and reluctantly;
but my wit finally triumphed, and 1
gained his secret.
His name he said, was Henry Thu.
pin. Hewas born in Paris, but never
knew who his parents were He
went to live with Cazaubon Wien
quite young. and had been with him
ever since. He said Cazaubon used to
be a chemist, and did some business
in that line; and it was in Paris that
he invented the internal machine,
which they have since used with sucl,
fatal effect. About two years previous
to the present time they left Paris 70
gether, and spent nearly a year in
travelling over the kingdom, murder
ing and robbing for living. Finally
they came to Castellane, where the
master obtained his present situation,
while the boy went into a mill close
at hand Cazaubon marked the vic
TINS that were to be robbed, and the
boy then did the work. He used var
rious articles in carrying out his plan,
but the usual one was the same that
he had tried upon me.
The boy then explained to me the
secret OF the pipe. Only the outer sur
face was of meerchaum. Within it
was pistol OF the finest steel, and OF
the most exquisite workmanship.
The stem was the barrel, and the lock
was concealed within the bowl, and
| covered with tobacco. A thin plate
OF metal protected the c,lriously con-
trived lock, land upon this the tobacco
rested. A pressure OF the thum or
finger upon this plate discharged the
weapon. In order to cock it, the
plate had to be removed. And now
comes the Internal feature OF the con-
trivance. The powder used in the
little barrel was Cazaubon's own
manufacture, and very powerful. For
a wad a piece OF felt was used, and on
the top of this was placed the missile
which did the mischief The boy had
two of them with him, stitched up in
the lining OF his cap. He took them
out and showed them to me. This
projectile was a tiny arrow, not larger
than a cambria needle, with one end
sharp and the other beat down to
thin feather 1t was OF fine steel, but
coated with a greenish yellow sub
stance, which was the most virulent
and speedy poison that the chemist
could concoct. That needle once with
IN the course OF the blood, and death
was already at the heart. It's wound
no mortal eye could detect. Itpunct-
ured the skin not SO palpably as the
prick OF a pin. He who sent it on it's
fatal errand made sure OF his aim,
generally striking the neck, and the
victim would fall into insensibility ere
he could comprehend what had hurt
him.
returned to Castellane with the
boy: and having left him in charge OF
the Sub-prefect, | took a gendarme
along with me, and went to the fac
tory. Monsieur Cazaubon was sur
priced to see me back so soon; but he
was more surprised when asked him
to take a walk with me; and when l
called in the tgendarme, and babe him
put on the handouts upon him. he
was ready to sink to the floor. We
had him secured before he had sense
enough to resist. and he was conveyed
to the office Of the Sub project with
out trouble. At first he denied every
l. 1 / l.