St. Paul daily globe., 1892-02-21
THE CANNES SCANDAL.
Deacon Under Surveillance. Wife
and Children Gone.

anu CnliUren GOne.
PARIS, Feb. 20.-Interest in the Dea-
con-Abeille tragedy has in no way di-
minished. and is not likely to do so
until Edward Parker Deacon Is tried
and acquitted-for that seems to be the
ending of the affair looked forward to
on all sides. When the trial takes place
1t is likely that some additional sensa-
tional revelations will be made. AS
already stated, it was reported soon
after the shooting that there was another
woman i'll the case, and that this woman
Is supposed to have notified Mr.. Deacon
by an anonymous letter of his wife's in
fidelity. This seems to be correct in
every particular.
The second woman In the case Is said
to be a countess, moving In high cir
cles In this city, and who was deeply
enamored of NJ. Emile Abeille, the man
shot by Deacon Wednesday night. ID.
Abeille, it appears, neglected the count
ess and followed Mrs. Deacon about.
thus arousing the jealousy of his former
love. who caused him to be watched,
notify Mr.. Deacon of his wife's intidel-
ity and to enable him to surprise her
almost in the arms of her lover.
When MIR. Deacon forced his way into
his wife's room, he founded her at
tired only in her night dress. She,
though dreadfully frightened, retained
enough presence of mind to run to
the toilet table, on which a candle
was burning, and extinguishcd the
light. The clerk, who had entered
the room with Mr.. Deacon, had
lighted candle in his hand
that sufficed to show everything
i'll the room. Mrs. Deacon rushed to-
ward the clerk and knocked the candle
from his hand, her evident thought be-
Ing that perhaps liz the darkness Abeille
would be able to make his escape from
the room. But her efforts to aid her
lover availed her nothing. Mr.. Deacon
found Abeille crouching behind an arm
chair, and while the latter thus sought
to avoid the man he had so grievously
wronged, he was shot by the outraged
husband,
Abeille sprang to his feet. staggered
through the doorway to the corridor and
fell bleeding and speechless to the floor.
Mrs. Deacon seized her husband by his
hands. threw herself at his feet and in
an agony of fear implored him 10 spare
her life, and not to shoot her lover
again. Mr.. Deacon remained perfectly
cool. 10 his wife's appeals he replied:
the children. l have caught you at
last, and now l will leave you"
After taking two employees of
the hotel to witness that his
wife's bed had been occupied by two
persons, MIR. Deacon went to the COM
missaire of police and surrendered
himself as prisoner, declaring to the
commisionaire that he had long sus-
pected his wife and felt that the affair
would end badly, but he had no inten-
tion OF killing his wlfe's paramour. Yes
terday. after all the formalltieS of
French law had been complied with,
Mr.. Deacon was liberated on his own
recognizance, the judge only stipulating
that he must reside IN Grasse until the
asslZes are held. He will be indicted
for murder at the March assiZes at Nice.
Mrs. Deacon and her four children, to
the surprise of everybody, the Cannes
authorities into the bargain, have mys-
teriously and completely disappeared.
They vanished from the Hotel Metro
pole during the past night, and, accord
ing to one rumOr, are making for Eng
land, from which they will. according
to the story, take a steamer for
the United States, untering upon the
books under some assumed name. An
other story has 1t that Mrs. Deacon and
her children were driven during the
night to neighbOring village, and that
they are now concealed in the house of
friend of the lady at Antilles, fifteen
miles from Nice. Antibes is surrounded
by orange, olive and vine plantations,
and is delightful retreat for person
in worse position than that Mrs. Dea-
con is in.
Still another rumOr has it that
Mrs. Deacon was driven to the neigh
boring village referred to, and was rap
idly transferred, with her children, to a
second carriage, which was hastily driv-
ELI to the SeaShore, where fishing boat
was in waiting. Mrs. Deacon is aid
to have embarked on board this small
craft, and to be making her way toward
some port where she expects to throw
off all clew as to her identity and
whereabouts.