Daily Arizona silver belt., 1908-12-20

 desk. AS for me, was sitting on 6 chair, having finished my work and. looking at him, said to myself; "What man! What intelligence! What knowledge" I attach impor- tance to the fact that we made no noise: for, because of that. the assassin certainly thought that we had left the place. And, suddenly, while the cuckoo was sounding the half after midnight. a desperate clamor broke out In the yellow room. It was the voice of mademoiselle, crying "Murder--mur- der--helpr' Immediately afterward revolver shots rang out. and there was . great noise of tables and furniture being thrown to the ground. as If in the course of q struggle, and again the voice of mademoiselle calling, "Mur- der-belp--papa-papaw-
 @'You may be sure that we quickly sprang up and that M Sangerson and 1 threw ourselves upon the door. But. alas. 1t was locked, fast locked. on the inside by the care of mademoi- selle. as have told you. with key and bolt We tried to force 1t open, but 1t remained firm. NJ. Stangerson was like a madman, and. truly, 1t was enough b make him one. for we heard made noiselle still calling Help, helpw Nj. S1angerson showered terrible blows on the door and wept with rage and sob bed with despair and helplessness.
 F It was then that had an inspira- tion. 'The assassin must have en- tered by the window" cried. "I will go to tile windowr' and rushed from the pavilion aud ran like one out of his mind.
 "srhe inspiration was that the win. dow of the yellow room looks out in such way that the park wall. which abuts on the pavilion, prevented my at once reaching the window. To get up to it one has first to go out of the park. l ran toward the gate and on my way met Bernler and his wife, the gate keepers. who had been attracted by the pistol reports and by our cries. In few words I told them what had happened and directed the concierge to join NJ. Stangerson with all speed, while his wife came with me to open the park gate. Five minutes later she and were before the window of the yellow room.
 "The moon was shining brightly, and saw clearly that no one had touched the window. Not only were the bars that protect 1t intact, but the blinds inside of them were drawn, as had myself drawn them early in the evening. as did every day. though mademoiselle, knowing that I was tired from the heavy work I had been doing. had begged me not to trouble myself. but leave her to do 1t. and they were just as had left them. fastened with an iron catch on the inside. The assassin, therefore, could not have passed either in or out that way, but neither could get in.
 "'It was unfortunate - enough to turn ones brainl The door of the room locked on the inside and the blinds on the only window also fast ened on the inside, and mademoiselle still calling for help! No, she had ceased to call She was dead per baps. But I still heard her father, in the pavilion, trying to break down the door.
 "Wlth the concierge hurried back to the pavilion. The door, in spite of the furious attempts of NJ. Stangerson and Bernier to burst 1t open, was still holding firm, but at length 1t gave way before our united efforts, and then what a sight met our eyes! should tell you that. behind us. the held the laboratory lamp a powerful lamp that lit the whole chamber
 I must also tell you. monsieur, that the yellow room is a very small room. Mademoiselle had furnished it with q fairly large iron bedstead, a small table, Il dressing table and two chairs. By the light of the big lamp we saw all at glance. Mademoiselle, in her nightdress, was lying on the floor in the midst of the greatest dis order Tables and chairs had been overthrown, showing that there had been violent struggle. Mademoiselle had certainly been dragged from her ped. She was covered with blood and had terrible marks of finger nails on her throat, the flesh of her neck hav- Ing been almost torn by the nails. From a wound on the right temple a stream of blood bad run down and made little pool on the floor. When NJ. Stangerson saw bis daughter in hat state he threw himself on his 1 <nees beside her. uttering cry of | xsspair. He ascertained that she still | ,yeathed. But how to explain that he was lof there. that he had already escaped? l t passes all imagination. Nobody un- Ter tue bed. nobody behind the furni- I urei All that we discovered were races, blood stained marks of mans | arge hand on the walls and on the io,r. big handkerchltA red with | blood without any initials, an old cap md many fresh footmarks of man |