Democratic Northwest and Henry County news. [volume] (Napoleon, O. [Ohio]) 1894-1905, 1897-01-21
out of sight. And I shall watch your


train away, my sister, he added.
"After had finished dressing him
went back to my seat, and then laugh
ed. He looked furious and asked me
why was such fool. said his face
was fair woman's and his hair dark
one's, and be would be noticed directly
He scowled at me and said, 'Idiotp but
at the same time he brought from his
bag bottle of dye and brush and be-
gan to color his hands. The stuff would
not run, and he shook the bottle violent
ly, but it came in Jumps. 4 want some
spirit, he said viciously, and he swore
oh, monsieur, SO awfullyl
81 trembled really this time, for it
was so fearful to be shut up with such
wretchl Then an inspiration CAME to
me, and said: See, have no cognac,
but l take medicine sometimes which
is spirit, and I poured some Of the
ether into his bottle and shook it. 1t ran
beautifully, became clear, brown liq-
uid. He scarcely looked a thank you,
but rapidly painted his hands, using his
left as cleverly as his right, Then he
tried his face, and then laughed again,
this time with joy, for I had regained
my courage, and felt should capture
him.
"'Why do you laugh now?' he said
fiercely.
Because you are making your
cheeks too dark, your eyelids are quite
white, and you have left rim round
your lipsl' said in as steady voice as
I could command.
Good heavens' he exclaimed, and
then he said to me, Take the brush and
paint me.
81 took it and pretended to tremble
as touched his face...r
'Fooll' he shrieked. 4 will not
hurt you--see how the train rushes-
lose no time!' aa,
'Bien, monsieur, replied; you
must do as l tell you then. I caught
up his cloak and put it round him, as a
barber puts his cloth, and, telling him
to shut his eyes, began to paint the
lids. The next moment transferred the
brush to my left hand, and, with my
right, took out the stopper from the
chloroform bottle and poured half the
contents on the wadding that had been
round it. Happily it was large piece,
and, dropping the brush, I pressed it
suddenly over his nose and mouth and
saturated it with the ether.
''The suddenness of the action took
him SO much by surprise that for one
second he was quite quiet, and dashed
the bottle Of dye right at his eyes as he
opened them, still pressing the pad over
his nose. He was blinded for the mo-
ment, his arms were entangled in the
cloak, and if only the chloroform did its
work and could hold him down! The
agony Of those few seconds will never
be effaoed. He tried to reach the knife,
monsieur, but kicked it off the seat
away just as l perceived that his fran
tic efforts were becoming fainter, and
one more violent struggle on my part
kept the wadding in its place, and he
succumbed. His head dropped back and
his arms fell powerlessly beside him.
II had no knowledge of the action Of
anasthetics, and now dread possessed
me lest l had killed him. I remembered
having heard somewhere that slight
people of quick brains were specially
susceptible to these influences, and
thought perhaps I should only take a
dead body into Toulon.
"He looked SO CHASTITY, with the
streaks of paint on his livid skin.
placed my hand on his heart and felt
his wrist. Most thankful was I to find
pulsation. Then I seated myself ON
the floor, keeping my fingers on his
wrist and having in my lap the bottle
of chloroform to pour ON the pad if +
felt his pulses quicken too much.
II have had many trying journeys,
but never another to match this. I am
not cruel by nature, and, sitting there
during the quarter of an hour Of the
journey that remained, I wondered how
could have acted as did. Tt seemed
as if | could not be Marta Leclero.
At length the train slackened, and
then drew up at the platform for exam
lining tickets. Two guards opened the
door. and jumped up and rushed from
the carriage, and in my excitement 1
| shrieked: 'Durettel Durettel'
what of Durette?' exclaimed a tall
man who advanced from the carriage
behind
| !" 'He is there--it is he!' said and
tainted in the arms Of the man beside
me. remembered no more till [ awoke
in the room of the superintendent. I
found the chief of the station, some po-
lioemen and the tall man standing
| round me.
!" This is Jean Louvain, warder of
the prison at Toulon, said the superin-
tendent. .Durette escaped from him
yesterday, and he was clever enough to
suspect he would return to Toulon, but
he did not look for him dressed as a
woman.
| "'Nor did I expect to find him
caught by woman. said the deep
voice of Jean. Louyain. And that was
how met my husband. London Tit
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