Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1896-03-06

Murderer Did you mean to lntl-
mate that she has been murdered?" Say
ing this he stopped for second, and
then slowly returned and sat down
again.
"Rose Montalbon was murdered in
New York some months ago. believe
that I am on the track Of the guilty
man. Will You aid me?'
"That depends upon circumstances
You say the woman is dead. That alters
my position in this matter very much.
I had reasons, good ones to me, for re-
fusing to converse with You on this SUBJ
ject. But If the woman is dead the OBJ
jections vanish" Mr.. Barnes thought
he understood. Here was one Of those
who had been ruled by fear, as Cham
bers had said.
"What want from you, Mr.. Neuilly,
is very simple. You either can or you
cannot give me the information that I
wish. Did you know man named L.
roy Mitchell who was at one time this
woman g husband?"
81 knew him very well. he was a
scoundrel Of the deepest dye, for all that
he had the manners of the polished gen.
tleman."
"Do you know what became Of him?"
"No; be left this city suddenly and
has never returned"
"Did you know little Rose Mitchell"
"Many time has she sat upon my
knee. This man was her father. He
wronged one Of the sweetest little girls
that ever lived.
"You knew this girl? Knew her
manner"
"I did,"
"What was it?"
"That is secret have guarded for
too many years to be willing to yield it
now to stranger. You must show me
good reasons for giving it to you before
tell it,"
"Iwill explain. This man Mitchell is
now in New York. He is about to mar
ry sweet, good woman. Yet I think
that he murdered Rose Montalbon, or
Mitchell, to get her out Of his way. I
think that she was blackmaiing him.
Besides, he has his child with him."
Mr. Neuilly started up and paced the
room for some time, much agitated.
Finally he stopped and said:
"You say he has the child with HIM"
"Yes. Here is her likeness" he
handed Mr.. Neuilly the photograph
made by Lucette.
Mr.. Neuilly looked at it, muttered
60, cry like, very like" then remaiped
silent for some moments; finally he
said: 49,, :. = -, So, -
"And you think he murdered this
woman, Montalbon?"
"I do"
cit would be terrible to hang that
child's father. What dishonor! What
dishonorl But justice is justice" He
seemed to be talking rather to- himself
than to Mr.. Barnes. Suddenly he turned
and said:
II cannot tell you the name for which
you ask. But I will 60 with you to New
York, and if this story Of yours is true
will move heaven and earth to see
Justice done. That villain must not ruin
another young life
"Good," exclaimed the detective, de-
lighted with the result Of his visit.
Zone more point, Mr.. Neuilly. What
do you know of the existence Of another
Mr.. Leroy Mitchell"
81 never met him, though I knew Of
him. There was mystery about that
which I never could unravel think
that he loved this same girl At any
rate, shortly after sha died he lost his
reason, and is now in an insane asylum.
OF course he cannot help us.
Mr.. Barnes, after arranging where to
meet Mr.. Neuilly, returned to the St.
Charles to make his own preparations
for going north. Up in his room he
found Chambers awaiting him.
"Well," said the detective, what
have your learned?"
Nothing that will please you, am
sorry to say. Only I have found the other
Mitchell He is a lunatic in an asylum
out in the suburbs But the fellow up
north is your man sure. This one, they
say, went crazy because his sweetheart
gave him the mitten." !"
"Did you find out the woman's
name?"
II could not do that. It seems as
carefully hidden as though it was state
secret That gives you an insight into
what the creole pride is. %
every we'll think you have worked
for me faithfully. Here is 500 bill
Will that satisfy your"
Perfectly. wish you luck"
An hour later telegram was handed
to Mr.. Barnes, which read:
Have found the child. LUoETTE.
In the afternoon Mr.. Barnes started
for New York accompanied by Mr..
Neuilly. That same night Mr.. Robert
Leroy Mitchell received a telegram which
read:
Barnes of for New York. Has old Neuilly
with him. II the last named knows anything.
you must be careful. SEXTON.
After reading this Mr.. Mitchell COM
pleted his toilet, used the dispatch to
light a cigarette and then took his
flancee to the opera.
TO BE CONTINUED.