The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1912-05-05
Paris Detective Police
NUMBER NINETY -Four

identity had been disclosed by hi'
jacket, which bore the number ''o4 "
The report of Simon s death did no
remove my doubts, But, as In tht
face of the official statement l co9lc
not well apply TO the authorities FOL
assistance, determined to try to solve
the problem myself.
y. If my theory was right-thai
Charles Vernet and Simon were the
same person-it must have been Simon
who placed the tclltsle jacket with the
number 81 on the body of Aymard
whom, no doubt, he had murdered to
insure his own safety. This trick had
nv recollection of Simon, he was not
| the man to shrink from killing his
companion.
I took all the papers relating TO the
| Simon case with me, and gathered
| from them an interesting fact While
under remand. Simou-probably to
curry favor with the authorjties-had
denounced youth named Berger; as
having been concerned in burglary
in the Rue des Saints Peres, in con
nection with which three men bad been
sentenced to long terms of imprison-
ment Berger was arrested, but, as it
! was proved that he had thus far borne
an excellent character, and had been
fooled by his companions. he got OIL
very lightly.
had reason to suppose that Berger
trayed him. would not be sorry to get
even with his enemy, and ! therefore
decided to have talk with him, with
ont, of course. letting him know more
than was strictly necessary. In fact,
| had to be very careful how ! went
to work.
SO far, everything was only supposl-
ton The official report about Simon g
death might have been true, and my
theory about the likeness between the
two meu-the financier and the convict
altogether wrong In that case a
mistake would have proved disastrous.
Twelve years had elapsed since the
trial of Simon, and il was possible that
Berger had disappeared. Fortunately
[ had a clue Berger at the time Of his
arrest was courting woman who kept
a tobacco shop in the Latin Quarter,
the widow Of man called Samson, for
which reason the students had chris |
tened her "Dclilah.' -
When called at the little shop in the
Rue Saiut-Andre- -dcs-Arts, ] found it |
had changed hands, and in the place Of
the buxom Madame Delilah was a thin, |
good uatured looking little woman, fond
of gossip. / bought some cigarettes, !
and she was soon giving me the biog |
raphy Of every member Of her family. /
Then | deflected our talk to Madame |
Delilah whereupon the lady tobaccon-
st looked severe.
"Did you know that person." she
asked
"No, mo-" 7 hurricdly replied, "I
rave only seen her once or twice, when
ihe was engaged to mana mani
IAN 4 remember his name
The lady tobacconist continued to
ook severe and, with scorn in her
voice, remarked:
Engaged, engaeed-who do you
hink would have engaged himself to
ocllah?N
"T fancy ] heard she was going to
marry somebody called Burger or Ber.
yer -
Berger, YOU mean That jailbird?"
Yes. What has become Of him?D
''Wben he was discharged " from
Prison he took up photography, and
to Belleville; but that's sew
raj years ago. -
In Bellevillc, the populous quarter,
here are several establishments
where the Paris workmen celebrate
heir weddings, and according TO Gus.
ON have themselves photographed on
be important day. The resta urant of
he Las Saint-Fargeau, at the top OF
he steep Ruc de Belleville, is the most
amous place for this kind Of enter
ailments, and / decided TO 90 there
irst. When reached the establish
nent, at in the afternoon, several
Wedding parties had taken possession
# the garden, and photographer was
,usy with his apparatus, while his as.
lstant arranged the groups.
What is the name Of the artist7"
inquired of the Droprietor
Masson.' he replied.
At that moment the assistant passed
is TO fetch chair from the house. 7
stopped him and asked whether he
Knew photographer named Berger.
he eyed me curiously-
Nv name is Berger
! had reason TO congratulate myself
IN my luck. And, looking at the man.
detected likeness to his portrait /
lad seen at the Prefecture.
] waited till the rush Of work was
,ver. and then beckoned TO him. When
told him who ] was. he frowned.
M. Goron,' he exclaimed, "I hoped