Year: 1863

| WIG anu servant were laying the clOtn Ior
supper.


my DEAR" said his wife, as soon as he
entered the room, 81 should very much
like some oysters for supper tonight"


am afraid it is too late," replied the
husband, looking at his watch. "It's a
quarter past eleven"


"Oh, no, Justine says there is shop
open around the corner"


eff such be the case, let Justine get
some at once, for l a0s as hungry as a
hunter"


Thereupon Justine put on her bonnet
and shawl and vent for the oysters, leav-
ing the door ajar, that she might not dis
tur6 her master or mistress when she re-
turned.


Now so happened that the place where
she expected to be Able'tO obtain the oys-
ters was closed; but not wishing to disap-
point her employers, she determined she
would 60 and seek them elsewhere. In
pursuance Of this object, she entered
Grand Rue, but had to walk conSidera-
BILE distance before she could obtain what
she sought. She hurried home again, and
noticed that when she arrived at the door
of her masters house, that the chimes Of
a neighboring church struck a quarter to
twelve. She had, therefore, been absent
just half an hour.


She was surprised to find the door shut,
but supposing that the wind had blown it
to, she raised the latch. The door was
fastened on the inside. She thought this
rather strange, but then again reflected
that it was doubtless only a necessary
precaution on the part of her master. She
rung the bell, and was very much con-
cerned when, after waiting few minutes,
no reply was made.


"They have gone to bed" she said to
herself, and felt very angry with them for
having locked her out. She again rang
the bell much mere violently than before
-stA no answer.


She now became alarmed, and rang long
and violently-no answer Her fears
were thoroughly aroused, and she related
the circumstance to some persons passing
along the street


The presence of two or three gendarmes
was soon procured, and they proceeded to
break in the door.


The passage into which the door opened
was perfectly dark but one Of the gend-
armes stumbled over something, and put
ting out his hand to save himself, it came
in contact with something wet upon the
ground. A light was Immediately pro-
cured, and most horrible sight presented
ITSELF


Lying across the passage was the dead
body Of Monsieur Maurice, with his throat
cut from ear to ear. The floor was swim
ming with his blood. In the little room
was the dead body Of his wife, presenting
the same ghastly wound. Even the little
child in the cradle had not escaped, for
the merciless assassin had taken its life by
the same horrible means The house was
ransacked from top to bottom, and every
thing of value stolen.


shall not attempt to depict the horror
of the persons who witnessed this shock
ing sight; it can be more easily imagined
than described, and to tell the truth, |
don't like dealing in the horrible; it is
pandering to a morbid taste, and if have
transgressed my usual mode Of narration
in this sketch, my only excuse is-it is
true.


The most strenuous efforts were made
to detect the murderer, but without any
success. All that could be learned was,
/ that a man had been seen to look intently
IN the shop windows about the time NJ.
Maurice was counting out b. days re-
cepts. The whole town Of Heppe was
horriied, and when night came many a
heart trembled.


After few days the feeling of fear be-
gan to decrease, when they were again
awakened in a ten fold manner by another
shocking murder.


About ten days after the catastrophe in
the Rue des Armes, some belated pedes-
trians were making the best Of their way
home about two o'clock in the morning.
They were walking very rapidly down the
Rue Grenard, when they were astonishcd
by seeing a man on the roof Of a house.
with nothing on but his shirt, crying out
with all his strength, murder murder
murder I" He held young child in his
arms.


They Immediately called to him, but all
they could gather from him was that mur-
der was being committed in the house. -
They directly made for the door and found
it fastened on the inside. They burst the
door open with few vigorous kicks and
penetrated into the house. They rushed
up stairs and on the first landing they
found the body Of man with his throat
cut He was dead.


They entered bed room-hanging hall
out OF bed was the body of woman, mu-
tilated in the same horrible manner-and
stone dead. But they had not yet discov.
cred all the horrors in that house of blood.
In the kitchen was discovered the inani-
mate corpse of the servant girl who had
been killed by the same means. The as.
sassin was evidently the same that had
committed the murder in the Rue des
Armes. The wounds inflicted were ex.
acty of the same character. and it was
evident the same instrument had been
used.


The young man We saw on the roof Of
the house was called Pierre Dulon; he de.
posed before the procurer du Roi the next
morning as follows:


"My name is Pierre Dulon; am twenty
years of age and match maker by trade
For the last two years have been living
as assistant with the late Monsieur Mou
ton. He resided in Rue Grenard. His
family consisted of himself, wife, child,
and servant girl. On the night of the
21st of April, 1876, we all of US retired to
bed early. Twas accustomed to sleep in
one Of the attics. In the room next to
mine the servant girl and child slept
About halEpast one o'clock in the morn.
ing awoke. felt very thirsty and rose
to get some water; my pitcher was empty.
went down stairs to fill it; l had nearly
reached the first landing, when l saw a
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