The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1892-01-13
lro DE Continued
,TWIXT LOVE AND DUTY.
rr,c Darmal Of Judge In Franco That
.,.Sve Him to Suicide.


r,;c Darm NJ of - Judge In Franco That
.,!ove Him to Suicide.
Rather sal affuir in little provin-
cial town OF Frnnce ended in the suicide
of clsycr and seemingly fortunate
magistrate rcccatly. He was found
dead IN his roorl, holding in his hand
the revolver he had just used, and on
his table was bit of paper with the
words: Let no one be accused of my
death" No one could understand what
could have made man who was blessed
with a charming wife, healthy child,
sufficient Of the riches of this earth and
q rising, almost completed, reputation,
depart from a world in which he seemed
TO possess more than his Share Of enjoy
ment. But his story was an old one,
says the Chicago Post. When a young
magistrate, but already getting to be
known, he had made the acquaintance
of widow and her two charming
daughters, with whom he seems 10 have
flirted equally. He could not decide
which he preferred. The consequence
was both cared for him, and when at
last his choice fell upon Jeanne, Hem
riette's looks became downcast AID sad.
One day the latter paid visit 10 an
aunt, and the same day Jeanne fell Ill.
She fingered for week, and, after the
second day the doctors had recognized
the symptoms Of poisoning. The police
came, examined and discovered, through
one OF the servants, leaf OF a psalm
book in which was wrapped small
quantity Of white powder-arsenic, OF
course. The book 10 which the leaf
belonged was never found, neither was
the murderer. Years went by and
the whole thing was forgotten-and SO
many things are. The young man
transferred his attentions 10 the other
sister, AID eventually married her; they
were thc happicst Of couples; the baby
came and they continued TO be happy;
lIcmiette was devoted wife and
mother, her husband loving and a per.
feet father. One day coming in from
court, he went TO kiss his child, MS he
always did, and found II sleeping while
the nurse was singing psalm that
seemc& 10 him strangely familiar. lie
asked its name. The nurse told him.
and said she had found II in her mis-.
tress closet, but, unfortunately, the
end was missing. Then II flashed upon
him-the paper in which the poison had
been wrapped was pace of the self.
same psalm. The unfortunate man
rushed to his study. found the page In
the pigeon-holc reserved for that old,
forgotten poisoning case, crd realized
that his fears were hut too true. He
waited in the utmost agony I'll his wife
came in, then asked her point-blank II
she knew the page and the 5ook. Her
look was enough, she confessed her
guilt That night hc passed In slecplcss
torture; putting bis wife away from his
thoughts h. world tsiak only OF his
child. Truly, 10 raaa had ever been In
such horrille position. Should he be-
tray. his hign mission. which wus 10
deal justice 60 ali cad eyc,y .one or
should he act criminally iownrd his
son? so he clinchcd his horita,ions by
shooting hlmselfs Ia lcttnr he left for
an olo friend were these words: ~
wish TO be neither sn unworthy father
nor felonious mnglstrato. 20 KIN my
self" He had previously burned the
book Oh psalms and ilie'torn page.