Year: 1859

q tradesman. But you are young, and
would save you. Confess every thing to
me, and promise you that your life shall be
spared"


saw that the boy wavered, and follow
ed up my advantage; and ere long I had
him bent to my wishes. | made him un-
derstand that held his life in my hands
that could protect him from the vengeance
of any one whom he night criminate; that
he had every thing to gain, and nothing to
lose, by full confession. He came to it
gradually and reluctantly; but my wit
finally triumphcd and gained the secret


His name, he said, was Henry Dupin.--
he was born in Paris, but never knew who
his parents were. He went to live with
Cazaubon when quite young, and had been
with him ever since. He said Caxaubou
used to be chemist, and did some business
in that line !; that in. Paris he invented the
Internal machine, which they had since used
with such fatal effect. About two Years
previous to the present time they left Paris
together, and spent nearly year in travel.
ing over the kingdom, numbering and rob.
bing for a living. Finally they came to
Castellane, where the master obtained his
present situation, while the boy went into
mill close at hand. Cazaubon marked the
victims that were to be robbed and the bow
then did the work. He used various arti.
fees in carrying out his plan, but the
usual one was the same that he mad tried up-
on me.


The boy then explained to me the secret
Of the pipe. only the outer surface was of
meerscnauln. lthin it was pistol of the
finest steel, and of the most exquisite work.
manship. The stem was the barrel, and the
lock was concealed within the bowl, and
covered with tobacco. A thin plate Of met
tie protected the curiously contrived lock,
and upon this the tobacco rested. A pres.
ure OF the thumb or tngure upon this plate
discharged the weapon. In order to cock
it, the plate had to be removed. And now
comes the internal feature of the contri.
vance. The powder used in the little barrel
was Cazaubon's own manufacture, and very
powerful. For wad piece of felt was
used, and on the top of the wad was placed
the missile which did the mischief. The
boy had two of them with him, stitched ur
to the lining Of his cap. He took them out
and showed them to me. The projectilt
was tiny arrow, not larger than cambrx
needle, with one end sharp, and the othel
beat down to thin feature. 1t was fine
steal, but coated with a greenish yellow sub.
stance, which was the most virulent ant
speedy poison that the chemists art coult
concoct. That needle once within thu
course of the blood; and death was already
at the heart. 1t punctured the skin not st
palpably as the prick Of a pin. He wht
sent it on its fatal errand made sure of hi
aim, generally striking the neck and tn
victim would fall into insensibility ere HI
could comprehend what had hurt him.


returned to Castellane with the boy
and having left him in charge of the Sub
Project, l took gendarme along with me
and went to the factory. Monsieur Cazau
bon was surprised to see me back so soon
: but he was more surprised when aske
him to take walk with me; when ] calle
in the gendarme, and babe him put tn
hand cuffs upon the agent, he was ready t.
sink in the floor. We had secured him be
fore he had sense enough to resist, and h,
was conveyed to the office of the Sub-Pre
feet without trouble, At first he denied
everything; but when he found that thi
would not avail, he swore he would kill tn,
boy.


In due time Monsieur Louis Cazaubor
was tried and condemned to death; and tn
Prefect Of Digne took possession of the in
fernal machine. Before the villain was exc
cuted he confessed his crimes-told hOv
many years he had worked to perfect hi
fatal instrument and produced the poison
and also owned that the boy Henry
had been driven to help him through fear o
his life.


So the rascal was executed. Henry Du
pin spent two years in confinement, and wa
then set free and commenced an honest life
As for me, got all the praise deserved
and perhaps more. At all events, l hal
done the country some service, and the peo
} pie We're not slow to acknowledge it.
New Hampshire Correspondence.