The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1898-02-15

from his pocket sort of rusty silve
: ribbon and unroll il and heard him as
@ Moniche to take hold of one end of il
This ribbon or thread looked to Pau
Q Rodier like brass wire. Bernardet pre-
Q pared his kodak.
Q "Above everything else," murmure,
3 Bernardet, let us preserve the expires
sion of those eyes. ~
"Close the shutters The darkness
will be more complete.
; The reporter assisted Moniche in ordel
to hasten the work. The shutters closed
the room was quite dark, Bernardet be
gan his task. Counting off few steps
be selected the best place from which
to take the picture.
BE kind enough to light the end OF
the magnesium wire, 4" he said to the
concierge. "Have you any matches?'
mo, NJ. Bernardet. "
The police officer indicated by q sign
Of the bead a match safe which he had
noticed on entering the room.
"There are some there.
Bernardet had with one sweeping
glance Of the eye taken in everything
In the room-the fauteuils, scarcely
moved from their places; the pictures
hanging on the walls, the mirrors, the
bookcases, the cabinets, etc.
Moniche went to the mantelpiece and
took match from the box. It was M.
Revere himself who furnished the light
by which picture Of his own body
was taken.
"We could obtain no picture in this
room without the magnesium wire"
said the agent, as calm while taking a
photograph of the murdered man as he
had been short time ago in his gar
den. "The light is insufficient. When
say, GOT Moniche, you must light
the wire, and / will take three or four
negatives. Do you understand? Stand
there to my left. Now! Attention.
Bernardet took his position, and the
porter stood ready, match and wire in
hand, like a gunner who awaits the Or
der to fire.
"Go!" said the agent.
A rapid, clear light shot up and sud
denly lighted the room. The pale face
seemed livid, the various objects in the
room took on fantastic appearance in
this sort of tempestuous apotheosis, and
Paul Rodier hastily inscribed on his
writing pad, Picturesque, bizarre, mar
velous devilish, suggestive
Let us try it again, said M. Ber-
nardet.
For the third time in this weird
.,f h
peared whittier, more sinister, frightful.
the wound deeper, the cash redder, and
the eyes, those wide open, fixed, tragic,
menacing, speaking eyes-eyes filled
with scorn, with hate, with terror
with the ferocious resistance of a last
struggle for life, immovable, eloquent
seemed under the fantastic light to
glitter, to be alive, to menace some one.
THAT is ALL said Bernardet very
softly. IF with these three mega |
tives''-
He stopped to look around toward the
door, which was closed. Some one was
raining ringing blows on the door, loud
and imperative.
] 1T is the commissary Open the
door, Moniche. - ----------
The reporter was, busy taking notes,
describing the salon, sketching it, draw. |
ing plan for, his journal n n
1t was, III fact. the comniissary !, who
was followed by Mme' Moniche and a
number OF curious persons nwho had |
forced their way in when the front door |
was opened.
The commissary, before entering, took |
comprehensive survey of the room and |
said In short tone. EVERY one must
go out; Madame, make all these people |
60 out No one must enter.a'oo odAsf ~
~ There arose an nproar, Each one fried |
to explain hisIright to be there They
We're all possessed with, an; irresistible
desire to assist at this sinister inyestiga-
ton.
"Butwe belong to the press - v ~ =
The reporters may enter when they
have shown their cards, the commits
sary replied. "The others--no.' There /
was a murmur from the crowd. eoj, II
The others--no, 7 repeated the COM
missary. He made sign to two officers
who accompanied him, and they, de,
mhnned the reporters cards OF identified |
ton. The concourse Of curious ones re-
belled, protested, growled and declaimsd !
against the representatives of theypress.9
who took precedence everywheremf .sihh
n The Fourth sEstateiy' shouted am old,
man from the foot Of 1.-THE staircase He
lived in the house and passed for 4 cor
Of the institute. He shouted
furiously, when a crime is, committed !
under my very roof J. am not even all
Owed TO writeD an 4 accountlof, it, and,
strangers, because they are reporters, 4
IAN have the exclusive privilege of writ
ing it up." VIVA ~ ''' Ni''"'
The commissary did not, listen to hima /
but those whowere his fellow sufferers
applauded him to the echog The CONF (
missaryi shrugged his shoulders at the
1T Sas sfishs.s Be said 10 III. re- Il
porter, that othss agents of the press D
should 70 admitted in preference to any |
one el p YER tSiak bat n y spiSaSSplI
20 0sc1 ers cSiipinal !, I haya, been |
aonxnA5t foorsysA at Times T1p the