The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1901-11-29

FIFTY MIL liUi francs! Inefe is no
millionaire / ance so wealthy" exc
claimed NJ. .ent al
: "The abb Is of the young l,dn were
>unexcer zion al" continued the detect
i've. not mott cling the interruption. He
had few il II is. There j.,
one fl lend. NJ Mourot, an Am
can liz h.u v'lo has lived IN p
is several :, h.. cin;' ma rice ]
risian lady
"Ah! Die iso thi NJ. Monroe!"
40. 81. ;tuuately, NJ. Monroe
has disappea. II. leaving his wife in
condition bordering on collapse. She
has no idea where he went"
"Ah! When did he go?"
"The lady has not seen him since yes.
terday morning"
NJ. SENEGAL, the chief of detectives,
and Bosso Duvally all looked at one
another significantly.
80 much for the prisoner" said NJ.
SENEGAL. Nov, what about the mur,
der?'
At q nod from the chief another de.
tective stood out.
But little has been discovered" he
said. ut was learned, however, that
NJ. de Bullion had been in the house
some time. The watchman he en-
ployed is a man of no intelligence and
is now little more than a gibbering id.
lot. He cries continually for his leath'
er jacket. He cares more for the leath-
ef Jacket than for NJ de Bullion
"Well, but the murder?
That's all NJ. de Bullion is dead.
There is dispute as to when he died
and what killed him."
Come, now, another mystery? What
is this disputeY'
"Well, when the coroner examined
the body he declared that the man had
been dead but short time. 1t was
strange, he remarked, that the blow,
or wound, did not bleed more. A sur
geon, however, whom he called in to
assist him declares that NJ. de Bullion
was not murdered at all"
"Oh, come now! The case is becom-
ing a monster of a hundred claws and
neither head nor tall
81 am giving you the declaration of
the surgeon. He will appear himself
to corroborate it. He declares that NJ.
de Bullion died of heart disease. The
expression of pain on his face, the posi-
tion as if writhing in agony, all go, so
the surgeon declares, to prove that M.
de Bullion died of a severe heart trou-
ble He was dead when the robber
plunged the knife into him, probably
thinking he was asleep. That would
account for the wound not bleeding"
"But the prisoners face and hands
were covered with blood when he was
arrested said the chief of detectives.
"Well, it was not the blood Of M. de
Bullion, for that gentleman, according
to the surgeon, shed none"
"Well, this case will drive me to an
insane asylum" said NJ. SENEGAL. 'The
investigation must now stand adjourn
ed until we recover the prisoner. Hell
10! What's that thing?"
"That is the leather Jacket the pris-
oner borrowed of the watchman of M.
de Bullion"
"Let me examine it,"
The leather jacket was handed to the
magistrate. He examined it with more
than ordinary curiosity. 1t was the
only thing connected with the great
case remaining in the hands of the po-
lice.
Hello! Herer' he said. "Here is a
lump"
He ripped open the lump. 1t proved
to be wad of bank notes.
mo wonder the watchman mourns
for his leather jacket" said the mag
istrate. "Take his savings to him, and
perhaps his mind will clear and help
u.s."
Captain Duvally was about to leave.
"Give our respects to his-to the
count" said NJ. SENEGAL. land tell him
we will push the case with the utmost
vigor"
81 believe it," replied Bosso, "and I
think l may take n hand in it myself
l am very eager to meet this remarka-
BILE murderer and the courageous
scoundrel who takes my name to assist
that murderer to escape"
He was about to leave when a COM
motion held him back. An agent of
police hurriedly entered and bawled
out in excited and nervous tones to NJ.
SENEGAL and the chief of detectives:
"Another murder in the Rue de Mont
Rouge! Tho body of NJ. Monroe, the
rich American, has just been found in
a heap of refuse back of the stables
of brewery
And silence, the silence of utter,
hopeless dismay, fell upon the group.
Paris now had cause enough to go in
sane.