The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1908-10-22
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describing the salon, sketching 1t, draw
ing a plan for his journal.
It was, in fact, the commissary, who
was followed by Mime. Moniche n q
number of curious persons who had
forced their way In when the front door
was opened.
h commissary, before entering, took
a comprehensive survey OF the room
and said In q short tone: Every one
must go out. Madame. make all these
people go out. Nc n must enter"
There arose an uproar. Each one tried
to explain his right to be there. They
We're all possessed with an irresistible
desire to assist at this sinister investi-
CATION.
But we belong to the press"
The reporters may enter when they
nave shown their cards.. the commits
sary replied. THE others-no., There
was q murmur from the crowd.
The others-no," repeated the COM
missary. He made a sign to w Off
GERS who accompanied him, and they
demanded the reporters cards OF iden-
~ttacation. h concourse Of curious
ones rebelled. protested. growled and
detained against the representatives
OF the press, who took precedence
everywhere.
THE Fourth Estate!" shouted an old
man from h foot OF the staircase.
He lived in the house and passed for
q correspondent OF the institute. He
shouted furiously. when a crime is
not even allowed to write an account
of 1T. and strangers. because they are
reporters, can have the exclusive priyi-
iege Of writing 1t up"
The commtssary did listen to
him, but those who We're his fellow sur
ferers applauded him to the echo. The
comm1ssary shrugged his shoulders at
the hand clippings.
TT is but right" he said to he re-
porter, that the agents Of the press
should be admitted In preference to
any n else. Do you think that it is
easy to discover a criminal? I have
been a journalist, too-yes, at times.
In the Quarter occasionally. I have
even written a piece for the theater.
But we will not talk OF that. Enter,
enter. beg Of you, and we shall see"
And elegant, amiable, polished, he
looked toward M. Bernardet, and his
eyes asked the question, Where is it?
Here! M. lie Commissaire."
Bernardet stood respectfully In front
OF his superior officer as a soldier car
rylng arms, and h com1nissary in his
u approached the body, while the
curious ones, quietly kept back by Mo-
niche, formed a half circle around the
pale and bloody corpse. The commits
sary, II Bernardet, was Struck by III
naughty expression of that liyid face.
SHAf A AAo soAo SAlGIhlA o. vi
head. HI is superb, superb. He re-
minds me of the dead Duke Of Guise in
Paul Delaroche's picture. I have seer
1t also at Chantilly. in Gerome's cele-
DRAFTED picture OF The Duel du
| Pierot.,"
Possibly in speaking aloud his
thoughts the commissary was talking
SO that the reporters might hear him
They stood. notebooks In hand, taking
notes. n Paul Rodier, catching the
4 mn ryrOf vn~ nj IT, Il --r-- 49,
Desbriere, the learned commissary, sc
artistic, SO well disposed toward the
press, was at one time a Journalist. H
noticed that'the victims pale face, will
Its strong personal characteristics, re-
sembled the e Duke de Guise In
Gerome's celebrated picture, which
hangs in the galleries at Chantilly."
CHAPTER ".
NJ. Desbriere now began the investi.
cation. He questioned the porter and
FORTRESS, while he studied the salon II
detail. Bernardet roamed about, exam.
ming at very close range each ant
every object in the room as a dol
shifts and scents about for a trail.
What kind Of a man was you,
lodger?" was the first question.
Moniche replied in a tone which
showed that he felt that his tenan
"Oh, M. lie Commissaire, a yer,
worthy man, I swear it."
THE best man In the world" added
his wife. wiping her eyes.
I am not inquiring about his mora
qualities" M. Desbriere said. VIVA
I want to know Is, how did he live and
whom did he receiver"
Few people. Very few" the portel
answered. THE poor man liked soil.
tude. He lived here eight years. H,
received a few friends; but, I repeat
a very small number"
Mr.. Revere had ented the apartment.
In 1883. He installed himself in hi.
rooms, with his pictures and books
The porter was much astonished at tn,
number of pictures and volumes which
the new Iodger brought. It took q Ions
time to settle, as NJ. Revere was yer,
fastidious nj personally superintend.
ed h hanging OF his canvasses ant
the placing Of his books. He though
that he must have been an artist, al.
though he said that he was a retired
merchant. He had heard him say on
day hat he had been consul to som
foreign country-Spain or South Amer
lea.
He lived quite simply, although the,
thought h a he must be rich. Was HI
a miser? Not at all: very generous, or
the contrary, but plainly he hume
the world. He had chosen their apart.
ment because 1t was in a retired spot
far from the Partisan boulevards. -Four
or nVe years before a WOran clothed
in black. had come there-a woman
who seemed still young. He had no,
seen her face, which was covered witt
a heavy black veil. She had visited
NJ. Revere quite often. He always ac-
companied her respectfully to the dool
when she went away Once or twice
he had gone out with her in a car
riage. No, he did not know her name
M. Rovere's life was regulated will
military precision. He usually held
himself upright. OF late sickness had
bowed him somewhat. He went ou1
whenever he was able, going as far as
the Bots and back Then, after break.
fasting. he shut himself up in his H.
brary and read and wrote. He passed
nearly all Of his evenings 1t home.
He never lar us wait up for him
as he never went to the theater." sait
Moniche.
The malady from which he suffered
and which puzzled the physicians hac
seized him on his return from a sum.
mer s%ojourn at Aix-les-Bain for his
health. The neighbors had at once
noticed the effect produced by the cure
When he went away he had beer
somewhat troubled with rheumatism