The Bon Homme County independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1904-1913, 1908-10-22

describing the salon, sketching 1t, draw
ing a plan for his journal.
II was, In fact, the commissary, who
was followed by Nine. Moniche and a
number Of curious persons who had
forced their way in when h front door
was opened.
The commissary, before entering, took
a comprehensive survey of the room
and said In a short tone: Every n
must 20 out. Madame, make all these
people go out. No n must enter"
There arose an uproar. Each one tried
to explain his right to be there. They
were all possessed with ar irresistible
desire to assist at this sinister investi-
cation.
But we belong to the press" a
1.-THE reporters may enter when they
have shown their cards." the commits
sary replied. THE others-no." There
was a murmur from the crowd.
The others-no," repeated the COM
missary. He made a sign to two off,
GERS who accompanied him, and they
demanded the reporters cards Of iden-
LITIGATION. The ~ncour of curious
ones rebelled, protested, growled and
detained against the representatives
OF the press who took precedence
everywhere. ...'st0.
'"The Fourth Estate!" shouted an old
man from the foot of the staircase.
He lived in the house and passed for
q correspondent Of the institute. He
shouted furiously, 'When a crime is
committed under my own roof, I am
not even allowed to write an account
OF 1t, and strangers, because they are
reporters, car have the exclusive privi-
lege OF writing 1t up"
The commissary did o listen to
him, but those who were his fellow suf-
ferers applauded him to the echo. The
anmVnfaGarU 0hr1Huorad hfo ghA,,llaro -
the hand clippings.
1T is but right" he said to the 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 q criminal? l have
been a journalist, too-yes, at times.
In the Quarter occasionally. / have
even written a piece for the theater.
But we will not talk of that. Enter,
enter, l beg OF you, and we shall see."
And elegant, amiable, polished, he
looked toward M. Bernardet, and his
eyes asked the question, Where is 1t?
Here! M. lie Commissaire."
Bernardet stood respectfully in front
of his superior officer as a soldier car
rying arms, and the commissary in his
turn approached the body, while the
curious ones, quietly kept back by Mo-
niche, formed p half circle around the
pale and bloody corpse. / The commits
sary, like Bernardet, was struck by the
naughty expression OF that livid face.
Poor man." he said, shaking his
head. He is superb, superb. He re-
minds me of the dead Duke Of Guise In
Paul DelarOche's picture. I have seen
1t also at Chantilly, in Gerome's cele-
brated picture OF The Duel du
Pierot.'"
Possibly in speaking aloud his
thoughts the commissary was talking
30 that the reporters might hear him
They stood, notebooks in hand, taking
notes, and Paul Rodier, catching the
names, wrote rapidly in his book: m
Desbriere, the learned commissary, sc
artistic, SO we'll disposed toward the
press, was at one time a journalist. He
noticed that h victims pale face, with
its strong personal characteristics, re.
sembled the dead Duke de Guise ir
Gerome's celebrated picture, which
hangs in h galleries at Chantilly."