The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-12-19

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old master alive and well. II was true
he had been dealing with the letter of
credit, but he did 1t openly. because his
master gave il to him before he left, he
said
Handouts Instead of Money.
RaveIott was in Toulon and Moore di-
rected the French police to find some ex-
cuse to detain him until he (Moorel arriV-
ed. A friendly cafe proprietor had a few
words with Nj. Ravellott, with the result
that the ex-secIetary and valet was given
into custody on some petty charge. The
next day Moore arrived and sought an
! interview with the prisoner. Said Moore;
IL have been looking all over England for
you l want to hand you over the proper
| ty left by your late master, Father Sc
| qui. I'd better get you out of this and
then we can go to the consul and sign
! the necessary papers. IL IS not much 10
| hand over, only a few hu dred francs and
some clothes, but l mi i take your re-
ceipt for them" Moore then spoke to the
officials, and it was explained to them
| that it was necessary that Raveliott
should be released, and forthwith the
door of the cell was unlocked, and Moore
and the ex-secretary and valet walked
| across the street and were soon eating
dinner.
Il was so glad to see you. sir" said
RaVellott. Il do so much want to know
all about the suicide of Father Seoul. ]
must have left London just a few hours
before he did it,"
"Oh, yes" said Moore, '1f you had stay
ed with him he would not have done 1t.
| Iiut TO business. Here have the money,
which will count for you, and here is the
form; you must fill it in. First, write
| your own name"
RaveIlott calmly wrote his name and
address and the district where he was
born.
Fiji in the name of your master" said
Moore.
The man wrote Father Seoul.
But" said Moore, what was his prop
er name?"
"Ohr said RaveIlott; Eyes, I know"
The ex-secretary and valet then wrote
| Louis Gabriel"
Moore picked up the document, looked
at it carefully and then said, juggling some
money: Hold out your hands!'
Before Ravellott realized what had hap
pened he found a pair of bright English
handouts on his wrists
A TeII-TaIe Letter.
Now, the dead priest was a Spaniard
and when Moore found the letter left by
the suicide was signed Louis Gabriel he
knew that the Spanish never use the let
ter co. in Louis And, acting on the
reasonable suspicion that the dead man
knew how to spell mis- own name, he could
not either have written the letter or sign
ed it, because if he had he would have
signed it Luis Gabriel"
When Ravellott was tried a curious
scene took place. a lay figure used by
artists was brought into court and placed
on bed on a table right in front of the
dock and the judge. Moore then demon
strated how Ravellott murdered his mas
ter. He first made him helplessly intox-
icated and while he was asleep on the
round his neck, tied ii to the bedpost, and
lifting the bed up, rolled the drunken man
off to the floor, where he was soon stran-
| gled.
With the dead body of his master a few
feet away, Ravellott sat down and wrote
J the suicide letter, but in his excitement,
instead of signing it. Luis. as they do in
Spain, he forgot, and signed il as a
Frenchman spells the name, viz, Louis.
| While Moore was arranging the lay fig
ure Ravellott watched him with a fever
ish look that told too plainly the terrible
ordeal through which he was passing.
| When the detective came to that part
where the bed was tilted up Moore took
hold of the left-hand side, whereupon, to
the surprise of every one in court Ravel-
lott involuntarily exclaimed, Pardon me,
il was the right side l rolled him off,
| Ravellott however, escaped the guilo-
tine. He was sentenced to imprisonment
| for life.
| Moore once prevented weli-known pub
lie man from committing suicide The man
! had some bad financial losses and his
mind became unhinged To a certain so
| licitor and a lord he wrote two letters,
| threatening that if some steps were not
| taken to save hm-and to take those
| steps was impossible-he would take pois-
on and then blow his brains out at a GER
| tain time. When Moore got on to the mat
| ter it wanted but twenty minutes to the
| hour Moore finding his man dashing
| along in cab, hailed one and followed.
| The would-be suicide stopped at a we'll
| known West End hotel and Moore pulled
| up lust one minute later. The man went
| up to his room, walking up the stairs. but
| Moore turned to the elevator hoy and said
what number is that gentleman's room?''
| "No ., third floor was the reply. Take
me up as quickly as you can" said the
| officer and within two minutes Moore had
| got the key and was inside the room.
| Presently the guest put his key in the
| lock and entered, but not before Moore
| had pocketed the revolver and had smash
ed the bottle of poison.
Five minutes later" the man said TO
Moore "and you would have found a
corpse here"
yes" said Moore, IT did IL through the
elevator; If you had taken that before
me il would have been done.'
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