The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1913-12-14

TO the sergeant 5 arguments. That
worthy organized street watch, dis.
trlbuted the brothers Goussot and the
lads from the village under his men 5
eyes, and made sure that the ladders
were locked away and established his
headquarters IN the dining-room, where
he ana Farmer Goussot sat and nodded
over decanter OF old brandy.
The night passed quietly. Every two
hours the sergeant went his rounds and
inspected the posts. There were no
alarms. Old Trainard did not bulge
from his hole
The battle began at break of day.
1t lasted four hours.
In those four hours the thirteen acres
OF land within the walls were searched,
explored, gone over in every direction
by score of men who beat the bushes
with. sticks, trampled over the tall
grass, rummaged in the hollows OF the
trees and scattered the heaps of dry
leaves. And old Trainard remained in
visible.
"Well, this is a bit thickl''. growled
Goussot
beats me altogether" retorted the
sergeant.
And indeed there was no explaining
the phenomenon. For, after ALL, apart
from few old clumps of laurels and
splndle-trees. which were thoroughly
beaten, all the trees were bare. There
was no building, no shed, no stack,
nothing, in short, that could serve as
hiding place.
AS for the wall, careful inspection
convinced even the sergeant that it was
physically impossible to scale it.
In the afternoon the investigations
were begun all over again in tho pres,
ence Of the examining magistrate and
the public prosecutor s deputy. The re-
suits wero no more successful. Nay,
worse, the officials looked upon the
matter as SO suspicious that they could
not restrain their ill-humor and asked:
Are you quite sure, Farmer Gous-
sot, that you and your sons haven t
been selng double2'
"And what about my wife?'' retort-
ed tho farmer. red with anger odd
she see double when the scamp had her
by the throat7 Go and look at the
marks, if you doubt me.'
every well. But then where is the
scamp2h
"Here, between those four walls
every well. Then ferret him out.
We give it up. 1t IS quite clear, that if
a man were hidden within the precincts
Of this farm, we should have found
~ swear L III lay hands on him, true
as I stand herel'' shouted Farmer
Goussot. ''It shall not be said that we
been robbed of six thousand francs,
Yes, six thousand! There were three
cows | sold: and then the wheat-crop;
and then the apples. Six thousand
franc notes, which | was just going to
take to the bank. Well, L swear to
heaven that the moneys as good as in
my pocketl',
'"That's all right and ] wish you
luck said the examining magistrate,
as he went away, followed by the dep
uty and the gendarmes.
The neighbors also walked off IN a
moro or less facetious mood. And, by
the end of the afternoon none re-
mained but the Goussots and the two
farm laborers
Old Goussot at once explained his
plan, BY day, they were to search. AT
night, they were to keep an incessant
to. Hang it, old Trainard was a man
like other men; and men have to eat
and drink Old TraInard must needs,
therefore, come out OF his earth to eat
and drink.
cat most" said Goussot, che can
have few crusts Of bread III his pock-
ct, or even pull up root or two at
night. But, as far as drink s con-
cerned, no go, There's only the spring
Au0 nc IL Dc d SiS'Cl 0pS IL hS SSIo
near that
He himself, that evening. took up his
stand near the spring, Three hours
later, his eldest son relieved him. The
other brothers and the farm hands
slept in the house, each taking his turn
Of the watch and keeping all the lamps
and candles lit, so that there might be
no surprise
So it went on for fourteen consecu-
tive nights And for fourteen days
while two of the men and Mother Gous
sot remained on guard, the five others
explored the Heberville ground.
At the end of that fortnight. not a
sign.
he sent for a retired detective inspector
who lived in the neighboring town. The
inspector stayed with him Tor 4 whole
week He found neither old Tralnard
nor the least clew that could give then
any hope of finding old Trainard.
Goussot. "'For he's there, the rascal!
As far as as being anywhere goes he's
Planting himself on the threshold, he
rallied at the enemy at the top of his
voice:
"You blithering idiot, would you
rather croak in your hole than fork out
the money Ihen cfoak, you Pig
And Mother Goussot, in her turn
yelped, in her shrill voice;
''Is it prison you 're afraid of? Hand
over the notes and you can hook ill.,
But old Trainard did not breathe q
word: and the husband and wife tired
their lungs IN vain
Shocking days passed Farmer Gous
sot could no longer sleep. lay shiverine
with fever The sons became morosc
and ouarrelsome and never let their
guns out of their hands, having nc
Other idea but to shoot the tramp.
{ 1t was tho one topic of conversation
| in tsc village; and the Goussot story
| from being local at first, soon went the
round Of the press. Newspaper report
ers came from the assi2e town, from
| Paris itself. and were rudely shown The
| door by Farmer Goussot.
each man his own house, he said
| HYou mind your business. 7 mind
mine. It's nothing TO do with any
one.''
"fStill, Farmer Goussot -
eco TO blaZes!
And he slammed the door in then
| face.
1 ola Tro;norJ had unv boan hid5ar