Wallowa County chieftain. [volume] (Enterprise, Or.) 1909-1911, 1909-01-14

tSSA. As AOr me, L was sitting on
chair. having finished my work and,
looking at him, l said to myself:
What a man! What intelligence,
What knowledger l 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,
desperate clamor broke out in the
yellow room. 1t was the voice Of
madcmoiselle, crying "Murder-mur-
der-helpr' Immediately afterward
revolver shots rang out, and there was
a great noise Of tables and furniture
being thrown to the ground. as If in
the course of a struggle, and again the
voice of mademoiselle calling, "Mur-
der-help-papa-pa
"'You may be sure that we quickly
sprang up and that NJ. Stangerson
and l threw ourselves upon the door.
Eut. alas. it was locked, fast locked.
on the inside by the care of mademoi-
selle, as l have told you. with key and
bolt We tried to force it open, but it
remained firm. NJ. Stangerson was like
madman. and, truly, IT was enough
to make him one, for we heard made
moiselle still calling Help. helpr' NJ.
Stangerson showered terrible blows on
the door and wept with rage and sob
bed with despair and helplessness.
ton. THE assassin must have en-
tered by the Window / cried. 81 will
go to the Window and / rushed from
the pavilion ard ran like one out of
his mind.
1.-THE inspiration was that the win.
dow Of the yellow room looks out in
such a way that the park wall. which
abuts on the pavilion, prevented my at
once reaching the window. To get UP
to 1t one has first to go out of the
park. ran toward the gate and on
my way met Bernier and his wife, the
gate keepers. who had been attracted
by the pistol reports and by our cries.
In a few words 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.
r'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 l Gid every day. though
nademoiselle, knowing that ! was
tired from the heavy work had been
doing had begged me not to trouble
myself, but leave her to do It. 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.
sit was unfortunate = enough to
turn ones brain. 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-
haps. But I still heard her father, in
the pavilion. trying to break down the
door.
with the concierge / hurried back
to the pavilion. The door. in spite Of
the furious attempts Of NJ. Stangerson
and Bernier TO burst it open. was still
holding firm. bur at length 1t gave
way before our united efforts. and
| then what sight met our eyes!
should tell you that, behind US. the
concierge held the laboratory lamp
powerful lamp that Lit the whole
chamber.
~ must also tell you, monsieur,
that the yellow room Is a very small
room. Mademoiselle had furnished il
with a fairly large iron bedstead, a
small table, a dressing table and two
chairs. BY the light of the big lamp
we saw all at a 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 a violent struggle. Mademoiselie
had certainly been dragged from heI
bed She was covered with blood and
had terrible marks of finger nails OIL
her throat, the flesh Of her neck hav-
ing been almost torn by the nails
From a wound ON the right temple q
stream Of blood had run down and
made little pool on the floor. When
NJ. Stangerson saw his daughter IN
that state he threw himself on his
knees beside her, uttering a cry OF
despair. He ascertained that she still
breathed.
"'But how to explain that be was
not there, that be had already escaped
1t passes all imagination. Nobody un
der the bed, nobody behind the furni
ture. All that we discovered were
traces, blood stained marks Of mans
large hand on the walls and on the
door, a big handkerchief red with
blood without any initials, an old car
and many fresh footmarks Of mar
| ~ tt.o aoor lo Of man wifi