The daily morning journal and courier., 1904-07-28

attention Of the eminent surgeon. and he whispered to his colleague:
 If that man were left-handed I should at once suspect him of the crime,
 The next instant he turned to x- and said:
 K did so. using his left hand. The man died. K was accused of the murder, and, upon being tried and con- demned, confessed his guilt.
 A dramatic example of a mans guilt beig dnisclosed after the lapse of many years comes to us from the reign of Louis XIV. During the days of that monarch brilliant abbe was one Of a large party who had assembled on a certain occasion round the royal supper table. The abbe added to the interest of the evening by telling the adven- lures of a memorable career. T re- member, said he, ''very well the first penitent who came to my confessional. was young then. and little accustomed to hear the secrets of court life. The man was murderer. who told me the story of his crime" The abbe was pressed to tell the tale or to give clue to the culpritt: but he maintained a guarded silence. Presently in came one of the most trusted of all the mon- arch's favorites.
 "Ah. M. rAbbe." said he, recogniz- ing an old friend. Gentlemen he confined. turning to the company. "I was the first penitent whom the Abbe ever shrived, and promise you when told him my story he heard what astonished him" That night the noble man was carried to the Bastile, and the evidence of crime committed 30 years before was complete.
 , Cigars and liquors vanished mysteri- ously from the shelves of a London restaurant. Watching seemed of no avail; the stock still disappeared. At last the detective same upon broken piece of button. It was treasured, and visit was planned to man already Eunder discreet surveillance. The sus- pect was wearing a coat which in one place had only half button, and sus- pieion became certainly in the minds of the officers: but they went to work with caution and unfolded their errand. The man laughed loudly.
 Think i've got light fingers. do they? You can search, and welcome" But his mood changed, and his face fell when a detective stepped across, and, produc- K ing the fragment of a button, matched i 1t on his own garment. The transition from bravado to dismay was dramatic and ludicrous Every pretense broke down. All right, he muttered and boxes carried in the gurad's vans of certain trains from Euston Station were tempered with. The detectives watched closely, but had nc clue. When the train re1ehed i;s journeys end the cords and 'oc xs of the package Iwere all right but some of the contents were missing. At last suspicion fell up- on the guard. and it was put to the 1 test. A smart detective contrived a lplan, and duly secreted himself in the van. The guard of the train was a crafty fellow. In addition to the flag and lantern which guard is supposed 1 to carry, he had number of skeleton keys. with which he adroitly opened bags and packages as the train flew moi Inward. On this particular night he was tempted to look into large wood l en package which were the appearance Of containing good things. By the aid of a screwdriver and hammer he raised the end of the crate, and forced lit half open. What was his amaze ment when he found it contained the detective, who sprang out and arrested him on the spot!
 A number of petty robberies were traced to factory worker, whose mode os entrance into the houses of her lneighbors was by the cellar grates, SO l frequently left unfastened by the cot tagers. As rule, articles of clothing were carried away, these being discov- cred in various pawnshops, though money had been taken in individual cases. The most amusing part of these ldepredations was the manner in which the culprit was trapped in attempt | ing to slide down chute which gave entrance to the coal celler she stuck fast, and was obligingly helped out by a guardian of the peace, who had wit messed her attempts first to pull up the grate, and then to squeeze through the aperture.
 l A story is told of a young man, the representative of a large firm, who car ried large sum of money with him, spending the night at a hotel at Prest- burg, Vienna. As usual he remained some time smoking in bed. Suddenly the burning cigar fell to the floor. He bent over to extinguish 1t, when he saw a hand projected from under the bed to put the cigar out. He lay awhile, and then, saying aloud, How cold it is! I shall get my coat" he jumped out of bed, flew to the door and raised an alarm. The would-be robber was caught. He confessed he knew the oc- cupant of the room had money, which he hoped to get while he slept. He had been a fireman formerly, and could not resist the impulse to extinguish the burning cigar. This habit proved his ! Nemesis london HotIrglaSS