Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1895-01-24
SHADOW OF a HAND.

Business called me to Dieppe in the
summer Of 1s46. Tho cashier Of one Of
the largest banks in New York had alb.
seconded with tho funds Of the institution;
and had followed his tracks. Late at
my destination and Immediately repaired
to my hotel. The first note Of tho cock
awoke me. The town clock struck A.
resolved to take look at tho city at day:
break.
I was astonished, on reaching the street,
to SEQ it full.of people rushing In cease
less tide in one direction. Wondering
what the attraction could be, / followed
the ever increasing crowd surging down
the Rue Grande. At tho foot Of the street
was large open square, where the crowd
formed perfect jam. From platform at
the Opposite side distinguished dark out
lines that froze the blood in my veins. IT
was the gnillotine. It was not long until
bell tolled doleful dearn ,,.s !.
the tumbrel with the condemned slowly
approached. Tho executioner addressed
himself deftly to his task, and in few
moments all was over.
who was the man, and why was lid
executed?' inquired of police agent at
my side. He looked at me with astonish-
ment and said, Indeed, sir, 1t was Jacques
Reynauld,'
My curiosity was excited, and before
left Dieppe had gathered all the details
of the life and crimes of tho dead man.
No longer than four months before
there lived in the Rue des Armes buck
ster named Morris, who was honestly but
frugally supporting himself, his wife and
child from the profits of his trade.
II should relish some oysters today, .
said Nine Morris as her husband entered
one Sunday. ];
II fear it is too late, my dear. It's a
quarter past CLOCK. . g
Justine thought that the shop at the
conner might be open.''
Send her, then. The truth is, am
myself as hungry as a wolf.
The servant took a basket to get tho oys-
tiers and left the door partly open to save
her master the trouble of unlocking it
when she returned. The shop at which
she was to get the oysters was locked, and
Justine went down the Rue Grande to
procure them elsewhere, if possible. She
had been absent three-quarters of an hour.
10 her surprise, Justine found tho house
locked. She thought the wind had blown
the door shut, and she tried the knob.
They must have retired, y thought Jus
tine, Indignant that they had locked her
out.
In her anxiety she related her troubles
to several passersby. The police were
sent for, and the door was forced The
hall was dark. Ono Of the gendarmes
stumbled over an object. He stopped
down, and his hand touched something
wet. A light was procured, and horri-
BILE scene was revealed. Poor Morris lay
in the hall with his throat cut. Tho whole
floor was covered with blood. In the little
room lay his wife, with horrible wound
across her throat. The assassin had not
even spared the infant in the cradle. The
poor little creature had met the same fate
US his parents. The house was sacked.
Eight days after the crime several men
wero passing along the Rue Orchard
Suddenly o man clad in nothing but lis
shirt appeared on a roof carrying child
IN his arms and crying, Murder, muir
der!" A rush was made for the door, but
it was found to be locked from within. A
Few crashing blows sutficed to break it,
and q man ran up stairs. In the fore hail.
at tho head of the stairs, a man was found
with. his throat cut. He was dead. In the
chamber woman was found dangling out
OF bed with similar wound, and in the
Kitchen lay tho servant girl, disposed of in
like manner. 1t was undoubtedly tho
work of the sameperson that had commit
ted the crime in the Rue DIES Armes.
The young man who had been seen on
tho roof gave this testimony:
My name is Pierre DuIac. I am a
matchmaker. For two years have been
employed in the house of the murdered
Mantcn, whose family consisted OF his
wife, child and q servant girl / slept
in an attic chamber. Next to me slept
the servant girl, who usually had the child
with her. 1t was about 2 o'clock in the
morning when I awokc, feeling very thirs-
ty My water pitcher was empty, and
started to get a fresh supply, but before
had time to descend the first flight OF
stairs saw n man sneaking up the lower
flight.
Being very nervous, the murder in the
Rue deS ArnleS had SO stunned my facul:
tics that, when saw the man, Twas posi-.
lively unable to movo hand or foot. The
stranger had nearly reached the door
which led to N. Manton's room when the
door OF the same suddenly opened, and my
employer stepped out The murderer
hurled himself upon him and pressed lis
hand upon his mouth to prevent cutlery. l
noticed that tho villain had only three fin
gers On his left hand. ran up stairs
again and entered tho girls chamber
Mario was not there, but tho. child was
fast asleep, Itook it III my arms ana ran
up Gil tie roof. :
In the faubourg of DiopIc, in o rather
obscure house, aIl alone with servant
girl, resided q widow named Beaunau.
rice. Sho was the widow CT an army oil.
Ger and distinguished for great frnness Of
character. The excitement throughout
the city had not been able to disturb her
despite the fact that she was
unprotected.
On the 3Oth of April, ut about 10
o'clock, Nine Beaunaurice, who had ali
lay suffered from a painful headache, en-
tered her Eoudoir. Sho was very tired and
sat down in a large easy chair to rest her
elf Opposite her stood her dressing CASE
whose curtains extended down to the floor
Sack Of her, upon q small table, stood the
amp. The lady had begun to iisrobe her
elf when she noticed something that
made her heart stop beating. On the floor
The deserted tho shadow Of I. mans hand!
fhe hand had but three fingers.
The murderer was concealed within her
lresser. After short elaboration she
the door and called the serv-
mt.
Marie" said she. do you know where
". Bernard lives?''
Very we'll, my lady"
II forgot that I shall have to pay 900 !
rancs tomorrow morning. You must so
Immediately and get the money. ToiE-
ure your getting the bank notes from NJ.
Bernard I will write you note,
DEAR BERNARD-The murderer Of the Rue
les Armes and the Rue Orchard is in my
ouse. Bring the gendarmes and take him.
HELEN BEAUMAURIcE.
Shs handed the servant the note and i
ent her away. She then sat down and
waited. Yes, full hour the lady sat in
Ter room, within whose dressing case the
murderer was concealed. The shadow of
he hand, apparent now and then, was