WHOLE NUMBER 1547
' ' ,VV From the Ewing Age.-
VThe Little Old Man of the Bati-
gnolles.
A Cimr'rsn 11110.11 1'1 Dnrsorivs’s Mnuoms.
FROM THE FRENCH 0F
EMILE Gunman, AUTHOR OF “ 11'1'1'ni.\' AX 1x011
01' ms LIFE," ETC. .~
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[Concluded from last week]
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It was not far from ten' 0’clocl'1,when Mon-
sieui'Mccl1inet,Wh0nVl I still acc0mpanied,ran g
the bell at the door of his suiteV0f' rooms.
“I never carry a pass- -key,” said he.‘ in
our profession, one never knows what may
happen. There area great many rascals who
hear me 11 gr 11dwc, '11111 if I’ 111 not always
(metal on my own account, I must be for the
51110 of my 1vil'.”e .
My worthy neighbors explanation was un-
necessaiy- , I had 11ndc1sto0d the state of af-
fairs, and even noticed that he rang in a par-
ticular way, which must have been a precon-
Vcei'ted signal between his wife and himself.
Pretty Madame Mechinet opened the door.
With a movement rapid and graceful as a
kitten, she threw herself into her husband’s
arms, exclaiming, —
“Here you are at last! I don’t know why,
but I felt almost anxious.”
But she suddenly stopped; she had just
seen me.
back, and addressing herself as much to me
as to her husband, continued, ——
“What. ' you have just left the cafe, at this
hour, there' s no sense in it. ”
Monsieur Mechinet's lips wore the indulg-
ent smile of a man sure of being loved, who
knows that he can appease by a single word
the quarrel that is being sought with him.
“Don’t scold us, Caroline,” he replied, as- ,
sociating me in his cause by the plural- pro-
noun, “we haven’t just left the cafe, and we
haven’t been wasting our time. Some one
came for me on business, a murder c0mmit-»
ted' in the Batignolles.. " .
The young wife, with a_ suspicious look,
glanced alternately at her husband and my-
self, and when convinced tb.1t .we were not
deceiving her, merely said, —
(t Ah 1!! .
But it would require a page to enumerate
everything this short exclamation contained
It was addressed to MonsieurMcchinctmnd
plainly meant, —
What! You have t1usted yourself to this
' young man, revealed your position, initiated
him into our secrets!
This was the manner .which I interpret-
ed the eloquent "ah, ’3 and my worthy neigh-
bor understood it in the same way, for he re-
plied, —~
“Well, yes. ‘ Where’s the harm? If I have
to fear the vengeance of the seoundrels I
have delivered 11 p to justice, what have I to
dread from hon st folks ? Do you suppose
I hide myself, that I’m ashamed of my pro—
fession.”
“You misunderstand me, my dear,” .ob-
served the young‘ wife.
Monsieur Mechinet did not even hear'hcr.
He had just mounted—I learned this after-
wardsV—a favorite hobby that alWays carried
him away.
“Zound. "’ he continued, “you have strange
ideas, madame. What! I am one of the for—
lorn 110pes of civilization, at the cost of my 4
repose and the risk of my life, I secure the
safety of society, and I am to blush for- it!
That wouldn’t be pleasant. You will tell me
that various absurd prejudices, bequeathed
by the past, exist against us. VWhat do I
care ? Yes. I know that there are sensitive
gentlemen who‘look down upon us. But,
duece take it! I’d-like to see their faces, if
my colleagues and I struck work tomorrow,
leaving the city to the army of seoundrels we
hold in cheek.” V
Madame Mechinet, who was doubtless ac-
customed to outbursts of this kind,.did not
utter a word; and she was wise, for my wor-
thy neighbor, meeting with no contradiction,
calmed down as if by magic. 1
“But enough of that,” he said to his wife-
" "’Thcxc s somethingmore important just now.
We’ve had no dinner, and are starving, can
you give us some supper ?"
What ~ had happened this evening must
have occurred too frequently for Madame
Mechinet to allow herself to be found unpre-
pared. . '
“You shall have supper in five minutes,”
she replied, with the pleasantest of smiles.
In fact, a. moment after, we were seated Vat
the table before an excellent piece of cold
roast beef, attended by Madame Mechinet,
who-constantly filled our glasses with excel-
lent Macon wine. V
While my worthy. neighbor was conscien-
tiously devoting himself to his supper, I,
looking at. his peaceful home and pretty little
wife, asked myself if this were really one of
the “fierce” detectives, who have been the
heroes of so many absurd tales.
But our hunger was soon appeased, and
Monsieur Mechinet began to tell his wife
about our expedition. And he did not relate
the affair carclessly,but gave the most minute
details. She was seated by his side, and the
way in which she listened, asking explana-
tions when she did not understand, revealed
the bourgeoise Egeria, who was accustomed
to be consulted.
When Monsieur Mechinet had finished, she
said, —
“You’ vc made one great mistake, an irre-
parable mistake.”
“What ?”
“Y on ought to have gone to the prefecture
when you left the Batignolles. ” '
“But Monistrol—”
“Yes, you wanted to question him. V——What
did you gain?” .
“I have gained, my dea1'—.———”
“Nothing. It’s to the line Vivienne you
ought to have gone, to the wife. You would
have surprised her under the influence of the
agitation she must necessarily have feltat her
husband's arrest, and if she‘ is an accomplice,
as may be supposed, by a little adroitncss,you
would have made her confess.”
I had started from my chair at the words.
"What, madame,” I cried, “you think
Monistrol guilty 1”
After a moment’s hesitation she ansv‘ver-
ed, —
“1'08." . .. 4. . ». .
Then,in a very eager tone,she. continued,—
“But I’m sure, perfectly sure, that'the idea
of the murder originated with the wife. Out
of every twenty crimes committed by men,
fifteen are conceived and inspired by women.
Ask Mechinet: The concierge’s testimony
ought to have enlightened you. .What is this
Madame Monistrol ? A remarkably beautiful
person, you were told,Vcoquettish, ambitious,
consumed by 'covetous'ness, a woin’an who
leads her husband about by the nose.' Now,
what were her circumstances? Poor, narrow,
precarious. She suffered from them, as is
proved by asking her uncle to lend her a
hundredth usand francs. He refused, thus
baflling her hopes. .Do yousupposc that she
did not hear him a- mortal hatred? She must
have often repeated, 'If this old miscr were
dead, we should be rich.’~ And when she
saw him healthy and strong as an oak, she
said to herself, ‘He’ll live a hundred years—
. when he leaves his property, WQ shan’t be
able to enjoy it, and who knows whether he
won‘t bury us.’ Is it sonong a stcp'from this
point to the thought of committing a
crime ? And when the determination was once
fixed” in her mind, she gradually prepared her
husband, familiarized him with the .thought
of murder, put, so to speak, the. knife into
his hand. And one day, threatened with
bankruptcy, worn out by hiswife’s lamenta-
tion, be dealt the blow.”
Her bright face clouded, she drew.
' "All this is logical, " said Monsieur Me-
chinet.
Very logical, undoubtedly, but what, he-
came of the circumstances didoovered hyV bs ?
“Then, madame,” said I, “you thinl‘Mon-
istrol was stupid enough to denounce himself
by writing his name.”
She shrugged her shoulders, sud answer-
ed, —
“Is that a folly? I don’t think so, since it
is your strongest argument in favor of his' in-
uoccnce.”
The reasoning ‘was so specious, that for a
moment I felt bewildered. , Then recovering
myself. “But he confesses that he is guilty,
madame,” I insisted.
“An excellent way of engaging the law to
prove his innocence." ,
“Oh in
“You are a proof of it, my dear Monsieur
Godeuil. "
“Why, madame, the unfortunate man does
not even know how his uncle was murder-
ed 1’
which 1s not the satire thing."
The discussion became animat'ed,and would
have lasted a long time if Monsieur Mechinet
had not put an end to it.
“Come, come,” he said to his wife, kindly,
“you’ re too romantic this evening. ”
Then addressing himself to me,—
with me to-inorrow,and we’ll .call on Madame
Monistrol, Now, as I’m almost dead with
sleep, good-night. ”
He could sleep, but I could not close my
eyes.
A secret voice in my heart cried out that
Monistrol was innocent.
My imagination pictured with terrible vi-
vidncss the tortures abs unfortunate man,
alone in his prison cell.
But why had he confessed?
viii.
What I then lacked—I’ve had occasion to
call myself to account for it a hundred times
edge of the mudes of actiOn of the police.
I dimly felt that this examination had been
badly, or rather superficially, conducted,‘ but
I should have been troubled to tell- why, and
especially to say what ought to have been
done.
I was none the less deeply interested in
Monistrol.
this was very natural: my youthful vanity
was aroused. Was it not a remark of mine,
that had raised the first doubts in regard to
the unfortunate man’s guilt?
. “I must prove his innocence," I said to
myself.
Unfortunately the arguments carried on
so much, that. I no longer knew on what‘fact
to erect my structure.
tion of a problem, my ideas became as con-
no longer saw clearly, everything was chaos.-
racking my brains when Monsieur Mechinet,
faithful to the promise made the evening be-
fore, came for me.
“Come, conic,” 11c said, shaking me rudely;
for IVhad not heard him enter, “let’s be off.”
“I’m ready,” I said, rising.
We hastily went down stairs, and I then
noticed that my worthy neighbor was dressed
Vwith more care than usual.
He had succeeded in giving himself that
easy, Well-to-do air,w
attractive to the Parisian shop-keeper; '
His good spirits were those of a man sure
of himself, who is advancing to certain vic-
tory.
We were soon in the street, and while .we
were on our way,— 'V
“Well,” he asked, what do you think of
my wife? I pass for a sharp fellow at the
prefecture, and yVetI consult her Moliere
consulted his servant—and I’ve often profited
by her advice. She has, one weakness; to
her there are are no clumsy. crimes, and her
diabolical combinations. But as I have pre:
cisely the opposite failing, and am perhaps- a'
little ten positive, it’s rare that the truth does
not appear during our consultations.” . ‘ '
“What. "’ I cried, “you think you have
penetrated the mystery of the Monistrol af-
fair 1’”.
He- stopped short, drew his snuff- box out
of his pocket, took three or four of his imagV
inary pinches, and replied, — '
“At least I have the means of penetrating
it: ’7
Meantime we had reached the top of the
Rue Vivienne, not far from Monistrol’s shop.
“Pay attention,” said Monsieur Mechinet;
“follow me, and whatever happens, let noth-
ing surprise you."
He did well to warn me, or I should have
been greatly astonished to see him abruptly
enter an umbrella shop. , - '
Stiff and grave as anEnglishman, he turned
over the whole stock, found nothing to suit
him, and at last asked'whcther an umbrella
could be made for him like a pattern which
he would furnish.
He was told that it would be . the easiest
thing in the world, and went out saying he
(would come back the next morning.
The half~hour spent in the shop had cer-
taiuly not been lost. .
While examining the umbrellas planed be-
fore him, he had sufficient art to draw from
the shop-keepers all that they knew of Mon-
sieur and Madame Monistrol.
and the arrest of the dealer in imitation jew-
elry had caused great excitement throughout
the neighborhood, and was the universal sub-
ject of conversation. “There," said he,when
we were outside, “that’s the way to obtain
exact information. When people know with
V whom they are dealing ,tbcy strike attitudes,
make stilted speeches, and then good-bye to
the truth. " -
Monsieur Mechinet repeated this farce in
seven or eight shops' in the neighborhood, and
even spent twenty francs' 1n one,w whose own-
ers were quiet and not disposed to talk. .
But after two hours of this strange occu-
pation, which greatly ainii'sed~__me, we w.re
thoroughly posted in regard 'to public opin-
ion. We knew precisely what was thought
of Monsieur and Madame Monistrol in. the
neighborhood where they had lived since their
marriage, that is, four years. V
There was but one opinion about the bus-
band.
He was said to be the best and kindest of
men, obligingghonest, intelligent, and indus
ness, it was because fortune docs310t always
favor those who are most dew-vino. He had
made the mistake of. hiring a slidiide'voted to
bankruptcy—four merchants had bced Iruin—
_ed in it within fifteen years. ' ‘ ' ‘.
and said, but this' great love had never'passed
No one could believe in his guilt.
His arrest, it was said, must be 'a mistake
on the part of the police. V
Opinions were divided' in regard to Madame
Monistrol.
Some thought her too fine for her position,
others said that a fashionable costume was
one of the necessities of her- business.
It was generally believed 11.1311 VshVe sincerely
loved her husband, and she was universally
praised for her prudence, a prudence the
name meritorious because. she was remarkably
beautiful and. besieged by numerous admirers.
But she had‘ never giveniocca's'ion for gossip,
not the slightest breath of suspicion had sul-
' liedthcr immaculate character.
“Excuse me; he doesn't seem to know—
“As to you,” he continued, “I 11 take you '
It seemed as if his cause was my own. And ~
during the evening had disturbed my mind' .
As always happens '
when we fix our minds too long. on the solu- -
fused as a skcin 1n the hands at a child. I' .-
which' 15 so particularly
imagination lends all.villains the power of,
It wasan easy.matter,'uftc_r all, for the af-I
fair of- the “little old man of thc'Batiguolles,”
ti ious :If- he had not- succeeded“ in his bush. ‘
IIe worshipped his wife, everybody knew -
proper limits, never exposed him to ridicule .;
This, I perceived, greatly perplexed Mon-
.sieur Mechinet.
“Strange,” said he, “not a tale, not a slan-
Vdcr,n0t a calumny. This isn’t what Caroline
supposed. According to her idea, we ought
to find one of these shop-keepers 'who are al-
ways behind the counter, display their beauo
ty‘_ more than their wares, and 'consign' the
husband—a blind fool or careless toad-cater—~
to the back shop. And she' is nothing of the
sort. '" 1 "
' 'I made no reply, being less puzzled than
my neighbor. ,
We were along way firm the testimony of
the concierge in the Rue anluse,,so greatly
does the point of sight vary according to the.
neighborhood. What is considered horrible
coqtictry in the Batiguolles,is only a business
necessity in the Rue Vivienne.
But we had dlready spent too much time
in our inquiries to stop to exchange impres-
sinus and discnss our conjectures.’ ‘1 -'
“Now," said Monsieur Mechinet, “before
entering the placed‘is study the approaches
to it. ”
-An‘d trained to carrying on these prudent
investigations amid the bustle of1 Paris, he
made me a sign to follow him intoadporway,
directly Opposite MoniSIti-Ol’s- shop '
It was an: unpretending, 111111011: shabby
shop, compared 'Vwith- those that surround it.
The front needed painting 'Ov'er the door,
in letters once gilt, 11111,,an smoked and
blackened, wasthejunn’i‘e of IIIMonistrol. On
the panes were inscribed GVole'aVndI Imitation
Alas! it was principally imitation jewelry
that glittered in the windows.
rods hung a quantity of plated chain's, jet or."
imitation coral, and pins, rings, and sleeve;
.buttons set with imitation'gems of all colors-
{A poor display, I perceivedat a glance,and
one that would not temptVsbop-br'eakers.
“Let’s go in,” I said to Monsieur Mechinet.
He was less impatient than I, or under.-
stood how to control his' impatience better,
since-was experience, familiarity With the "for be grasped me by the arm, 33311181—
rofession anId cs ecial] a thorou hknowl-VV
p ' p y S - glimpse of' Madame MuniStrol. " 1" "
“One m0ment,I should like to catch 11
But it was in vain that .we remained at our
post on~ observation for tvventy minutes lon-
gcr; the' shop was still empty, Madame Mon-
istrol did not appear. 4
“We have waited long enough, " my wor-
thy neighbor at last exclaimed. . “Come,
Monsieur Godcuil, 'wc’ll risk it.” '
1x; -
To reach Monistrol’s shop, we had only to
cross the street.
.This was done at four strides. ,
At the sound of the opening door, a little
Iservant fifteen or sixteen years old shabbily
dressed, and With tangled hair, came out of
the back shop.
“What can I do for you, gentlemen i” she
asked.
“Is Madame Monistrol“ in ?”V
“Yes, gentlemen, and I’ll tell her you are
here, because, you sec—”
Monsieur Mechinet did not give her tune
Leaning back in my “"11 chair, I was stillVVVVofinjsm VV V V ‘ '
With a somewhat rude movement, I con-
:ed the back shop, saying,— -
“Very well, since she is in, I’m going to
speak to her.”
I followed at my worthy neighbor s heels,
sure that we would not go away without hav-
ing the clue to the enigma. _
The back shop was a gloomy apartment,
which served for dining, drawing and sleep-
ing room.
It was in disorder,and had 'the’1n00ngru0us
V ' appearance often seen in the homes of poor
people, who Bytd '.seem1rich; At one end
was a bed with blue silkcurtains and pillow
cases trimmed with lace, and before the man-
tlepiece was a tableflonded with the remains
of a by no means simple breakfast. V
A fair-haired young w0man sat or rather
reclined in a large“ armchair,holding~ in her
hand a sheet of stamped paper. V
This was Madame Monistrol.
Certainly, when her neighbors had told us
of her beauty, their. description fell short of
the 11111111151 was actually dazzled.
Only one circumstance excited my disap-
pr‘OVal': she was attired' in deep mourning,a
crepe dress out slightly low' in the neck,wl1ich
was marvellously becoming;
This shewed too much presence of mind
for great sorrow. It seemed like an actress
dressing herself' in advance for the part she
is to play. ' - .
She started like a timid roe at our entrance,
and' 1a a voice apparently choked with tears,
asked, —-
“What do you want, gentlemen?”
Monsieur Mechinet had noticed what I had
remarked.
“Madame,” he answered harshly, “I am
sent here in the service of the law, I am a
detectiye. ”- V'-
At this statement Vsb’eVV sank back' in the arm
chair with a mean that would have softened
a tiger.
Then suddenly, in a frenzy of excitement,
with sparkling eyes and quivering lips, she
exclaimed— "'4'
' ” “Have you 001110 to arrest me? You are
welcome. -I am ready, take me away. I
shall join the honestm‘an you arrested yes-
terday. Whatever his fate may be, I wish to
.share it. He is as innocent as I am—no mat-
ter. If he must be a. victim to an error of
human justice, it will be a last joy to die
with him. ” » .
She was interrupted by a 'low growl which
proceeded from one of the corners of the
shop,
I looked in the direction of the sound, and
saw a black dog, With bristling hair and
blood shot eyes, showing its teeth just ready
to spring at us.‘ ‘ “
“Down, Pluto. 9V" said Madame Monistrol,
“lie down; these gentlemen will do me no
harm”. "
Slowly, still Vfixing‘; its eyes fiercely upon
us, the animal retreated under the bed
“You are. right' 111 Saying that we will do
you no harm, madame, " .'rcplied Monsieur
Mechinet, “We did not come hereto arrest
you. ” . .
She did not seem to hear
ceived this paper, which commands me to go
at three o ’clock to the Plait 'a'e Justice, to the
office of the examining magistrate. What.
do they want of me? Oh heaven! what do
they want of me ?” ~
“To obtain information, which, I hope,
will prove yuur' husba'nd‘ . innocence so
don’t look upon me as, an enemy, madame. I
wish to ascertain the truth.” V
He took up his snuff- -box, hastily thrust his
fingers into 1t, and in solemn tone, which I
did not recognize, continued -— , -
“It' is for you to decide, madame, what an-
swers you will make to the questions I shall
have the honor of addressing to you. Will
you reply frankly ?” - »
She fixed her large blue eyes, wet with
tears, upon my worthy neighbor, and said, in
a tone of sorrowful rcgisnation,—-
"question me, sir. ”
.For the third- time, I repeat, I was utterly
inexpei'ieVnVccd. And yet the manner in which
Monsieur Mechinet had commenced this ex-
amination disturbed me
He was betraying his perplexitiesV in nd-V
vauce, it seemed to me, and instead of pur-
suing a fixed. object, dealt his blows hep-haz-
ard.
Ab, if he would have let me speak! Ah!
if I had dared l'
Monsieur Mechinet, with an impenetrable
face, was seated opposite to Madame Monis-
trol. V
. “You must know, madame,” he began,
From the V
namcnts, diadeins 0f brilliants, necklaces: V0f .
fess, he thrust her out of his way. and enter- ;
“This very morning” she continued, “I re- V
Monsieur Pigoreau or Antenor,V your lins-
band’s uncle, was murdered. ”
I“Alas. V!”
“Where was Monsieur Monistrol at that
hour ‘1’” , ' '
“0h heaven! it is a fatality."
Monsieur Mechinct’s face remained immov-
able. '
"‘I ask you, madame,” lic persisted, “where
your husband spent the evening of the day
before yesterday ?" .
It was some time before the young wife re-
plied; hcr sobs seemed to be choking her.
At last, controlling herself, she moaned,—
“My husband spent the evening out of the
-.housc "
“Do you know where he was i"
‘ Oh, yes ! One of our workmen, who
lives at Montrouguc, had promised to bring
us a set of false pearls, and did not keep his
word. We ran the risk of losing the order,
Which would have been a misfortune, for we
are 11th rich. SoVat dinner my husband said
to ine1‘I’m going to that rascal’s housc'.’
And about nine o’clock he went out, and I
accompanied him to the omnibus, which he
entc1cd before my eyes. in' the Rue Riche-
lieu ”
I breathed more freely. This might be an
alibi after all.
Monsieur Mechinet had the sonic tliothght,
Vand continued' in a gentler tone,—
“If that is so, your workman will be able
to swear he saw Monsieur Monistrol at his
house at eleven o'clock.”
“Alas, n0. "’
“How ?- why ?”
“Because he had gone out.
didn’t seehim. ”
f‘Tlitit' is certainly a fatality. But perhaps
the concierge may have noticed Monsieur
Monistrol. ” '
“Our workman lives' in ahousc wherethcrc
is no concierge.” V ' V
This might be the truth.
My husband
It was certainly
oner. .
“And at what time did year husband re-
turn ?” continued Monsieur Mechinet.
“A little after midnight." .
“You did not think he had been absent
very long i” 4
' “Oh, yes; and I even scolded him for it.
He said, to excuse himself, that he had taken
the longest way, strolled slowly along, and
stopped at a cafe to drink a glass of beer. ”
“How did he look when he came in ?”
“He seemed vexed, but that was very nat-
ural. "
“What clothes did he wear ?”
“Those be hadon" when he was arrested.”
“You noticed nothing unusual about him !”
“Nothing.” V
. . . x. - .
Standing a little behind Monsieur Mechinet,
I could watch Madame Monistrol’s face at
my leisure, and detect the most trifling ex-
pressions of feeling.
She seemed overwhelmed with grief, large
tears rolled down her pale cheeks, and yet at
times I fancied I could detect, in the depths
-'of her large blue eyes, something like a gleam
of joy.
Could she be guilty? I thought.
And this idea, which had already occurred
to me, pmsenting itself still more obstinately.
to my mind, I hastily advanced and said,
Vbrusquely,—
V " 'But you, madame, where were you dur-
ing this fatal evening ,whilc your husband
was going on this useless errand to Montrouge,
to find his workman?” V
She looked at me with a bewildered gaze,
and answered gently,—
. "'I was here, monsicur, there are witnesses
who will prove it.”
“Witnesses! ”
“Yes, monsicur. It was so warm that even-
ing that I wanted some ice-cream, but did not
care to eat it alone. So I sent my servant to
invite two of my neighbors, Madame Dors-
trich, the wife of the shoemaker, whose shop
adjoins ours, and Madame Rinaillc, the glove
seller opposite. They .cepted my invita‘
tion, and stayed here until half-past eleven.
Ask them; they will tell you so'. . Amid the
cruel trials to which I am subjected, this ac-
cidental circumstance is a special favor of
Providence. ” _
Was it an accidental circumstance?
This was the question Monsieur Mechinet
and I asked each other, with a glance as rapid
as lightning.
When chance is so very intelligent, serves
a cause so aptly, it is difficult not to to sus-
pect it of havingVVbeen a little arranged.
But this was not the right moment to re-
veal the depths of our thoughts.
“You have never been suspected, madame,”
said Monsieur Medhinet shamelessly.
“The worst that could be supposed, is that
your husband told you something about the
crime before committing it.”
~ -“Monsieur, if you knew us——-”
“Stop! Your business is not very prosper-
ous, we have been told, you are embarrassed."
' “Temporarily, yes, but—”
“Your husband must have been unhappy
and anxious about this precarious situation.
He must have grieved especially"f0r your
sake, for you, whom he worships, you who
are young and beautiful. For you, far mere
than himself, he must have ardently desired
the luxuries and pleasures wealth procures. ”
“Monsieur, I tell you once more, my bus-
band' is innocent.”
“Monsieur Mechinet, reflecting deeply,
seemed to be filling his nose with snuff, then
he said, suddenly,—
_ “Deuce take! it! Then how do you explain
his confession? An innocent man, who dc-
clares himself guilty at the bare mention of
the crime of which he' 1s suspected, is rare,
madame.”
A fleeting blush criinsonedV the young wife’ s
face.
For the first time her glance, till now
frank and clear, became wandering and
troubled.
-voicc, witba fresh burst of tears, “-I think.
that my hitsband, terrified and bewildered at
finding himself accused of so great a crime,
lost his senses.” . _
Monsieur Mechinet shook his head. V ,3.
“Perhaps,” said lie, “a passing frenzy might
be admitted, but this morning ,after a long
night spent in reflection, Monsieur Monistrol
persisted? in his confession.”
invent- it or before calling for me, had gone
to the prefecture to get the latest intelligence?
However this might be, the young wife
seemed on the point of fainting, and hiding
her face between her hands, she murmur-
ed, — .
“Mcrcifullieavcn! My poor husband has
gone mad. ”
This was not my opinion.
Convinced l1cncef0rward, that I was playing
a part' in a farce, and the young wife' 3 de-
spair was only a lie, I asked myself whether,
for certain reasons that escaped my detection,
she had not dctcrmin“ the terrible resolu-
tion taken by her husband, and whether, if
he were innocent, she did not know the real
criminal. O . . _.
After addressing a few words of common-
place coagulation to the young wife,' Monsiur
Mechinet gave her to understand that she
would dispel. many prejudices by- assisting
with a good pace in nminute examination
of her h0me.
.She seize'd upon this opening with an eager-
ness that was evidently unfeigued.
“Look, gentlemen,”VV said she, “examine,
rummage everywhere. You will do me a
service. And it won’t take long. .We have
only the shop, the back shop, where we are
now, Our servant’s room in the sixth st0ry,
“that night before last, at. eleven o’clock,
and a little cellar. Here are the keys. "
a terrible charge against the unfortunate p‘ris- .
. “I suppose,"_shc .rcplied in anindistinct V
Was this true? Did my worthy neighbor '
l I ;
To my great astonishment, 1111111111111 Mea-
chinet accepted them, and appeared to be
making the most thorough and patient of in-
vestigations.-
What was his object? He 1111111111111: some
secret purpose, for the search would evident-
ly end innotbing. :
When he had apparently finished, he said, —
“The count" is still to be exanfined. ”
“I’ll take you there, monsicur,” said Ma-
dame Monistrol. ~
And instantly, taking a lighted candle, she
led us across a courtyard upoir' which a. see-
cd us by 11 very slippery staircase to a door,
which she unlocked for us, saying,—
“Here it is—walk' in, gentlemen. " ,
I began to understand. V VV
My worthy neighbor ,had serum“: the
cellar with a rapid, practiced glancc.- It was
in wretched order. IA small disk of
beer stood in one corner, and directly op-
posite, fastened by sticks of ,wood,.was a
hogshcad of wine furnished with a wooden
tap. On the right were ranged about fifty
full bottles.
Monsieur Mechinet did not 11.11.1111 of
move one after another. -.. I.
What I saw, he also" noticed, inbt oné was
sealed with green Wax -' '~
S0 the' cork I had picked 11,1010: which
had served to protect the point f the 11111:.-
dercr’ s weapon, did not come frdnhtbe M511?
istrol'Vs cellar.- ' ' ' "‘ ‘ "
ii r..—Ir
We did so, but not in the Vsaine order that
we had gone down, for in returning I went
first.
shop, and the Monistrol’s dog instantly rush—
ed at me, barking so furiouslyl‘y thatI started
back. ~ . 13
had already driven it away bylii Wave of the
hand. .
' “N0, indeed, he isn’t savage," she replied,
more exposed to thieves than other shop-keep-
ers, so We trained him.”
Mechanically, as one always 'does after hav-_
ing been .bre'ate'ncd by a dog, 'I" called this
one by its name, which I knew.
“Pluto! Pluto. "’
But instead of approacbiugme, the animal
drew back, gr01vling and showing its sharp
teeth.
“Oh, it’s useless for you td call him,” said
madame thoughtlessly, “he' won’t follow
you. 17
“Why so ‘1’" ,
“Because 11c' is faithful, like all dogs of that
breed, and will obey no one but his master
and myself. ” '
This "apparently unimportant remark was a
flash of light to me. Without reflecting, far
more hasty than I should be'nOw, I exclaim-
ed __
“Then ‘wherc was this faithful dug on the
evening of the crime, madame '1’” ,
This point-blank question produced such
an effect upon her, that she ,almost. dropped
the candlestick she still thd' in her hand.
“I don’ t know,” she stampiered, “I dou’ t
remember. ” ' '
“Perhaps he followed you husband. ”
‘3 “Why, yes, now I seem to recollect. ” »
“Then he is trained to follow carriages, for
you told us you went to the omnibus with
your husband." .
She was silent, and I was about to continue
when Monsieur Mechinet interrupted me.
Far from taking advantage of the young
wife’ s agitation, he seemed-1&1 be trying to
soothe her, and after having urged her to
obey the summons of the magistrate, drew
me away.
“Have you lost 1' our senses. 9" said be when
we were outside.
The reproach wounded me ,
“It‘ is losing my senses, ” I retorted, to find
the solution of the problem? I have it.'M0n-
istrol’s dog will guide us to the truth.
' My eagerness drew a smile from my old
neighbor, who answered in a fatherly tone,—
. “You are right, " said he, and I understand
you perfectly. only if Madame Monistrol
has guessed your suspicions, the dog will die
01' vanish before this evening. ” '
V 11.1. '
I had certainly committed a great piece of
imprudence, but nevertheless I had found
the weak point in the armor, the joint by
which the most solid system of defence could
be shattered.
I a volunteer,4had seen clearly where the
old stager in the detective force was merely
groping his way.
Another man would have been jealous and
borne me a grudge. He was not one of that
sort.
He thought only of turning my lucky dis-
covery to account, and, as he said, it ought
not to be impossible, new that the ease turn-
.cd upon a fixed fact...
We therefore entered a neighboring restau-
rant, to consult about the matter while break-
fasting.
This was the state of the problem, which
an hour before had seemed insoluble.
It was proved that Monistrol Was innocent.
Why had he declared himself guilty '1’
‘ We thought we could guess, but that was
not the question at present.
We were equally sure that Madame Monis-
trol had not stirrcdfrom herhouse on the
evening. of ' the murder. But everything
proved that she was morally an accomplice
in the crime, that she had been aware of it,
even‘if she'had not advised and planned it,
and consequently was well acquainted with
the assassin. '
Who was this assassin. 9
A man. whom Monistrol’s dog followed as
it did its owners, since he had made it follow
him when he went to the Batignollés.
So it was some one who was an intimate
friend of the Monis'troI family.
he had combined all tlie circumstances with
infernal skill to throw suspicion upon the un-
' fortunate man.
170111111: other hand, he. must be very dear
to the wife, since, knowing him, she would
not give him up, unhbsitatingly sacrificing
her husband to him.
Tlien‘ ' '
Oh! the c0nclusion vvas reduced to a form-'
ula.. The assassin could- only be a miserable
liyproeritc, who had abused the husband‘s
affections and confidence, to win the love of
the wife.
In short, Madame VMonistrol. bcly mg her
reputation, undoubtedly bad a lover, and this
lover was-necessarily the criminal.
Full of this certainty, I racked my brains
to discover some infallible stratagem that
would enable us to reach the scouudre].
“This is the way we ought to operate,I
think, ” I said to Monsieur Mechinet.
agreed that after the crime they would not
see each other for some time; this' is the most
elementary prudence. But ere long the W0-
man-V will. grow. impatient, .and want to see her
accomplice. Lotus station a spy near her,
who" will follow her everywhere, and before
twice forty-eight hours the affair will be set-
tied.”
Monsieur Mechinet paused a moment be-
fore replying, mumbling a few unintelligible
words. .
Then, suddenly bending towards me, 11c
sa1d,'—-
“You haven t hit it. You have the genius
of the profession, that I don’t deny, but you
lack experience. Fortunately I have it.
What! areka about the crime puts you
on the scent, and you don’t followr it up.
ond door" 1n the back shop openod, and guid- V
these bottles, and found an opportunity to '
' before the magistrate," grumbled Monsieur
“Well,” id Monsieur Mechinet, feigning
disappoint nt,’ “I find nolhiu'ga—we can go
back. ” - .
I therefore opened the deer of the back
“The deuce! it’s your savkge dog ” said'
‘ Measleur Mechinet to the yoihg wife. She
“only a g00d watchdog. We are jewellers, '
He 11111111151111 the husband, h0w'evcr, since '
Mad- .
ame Monistrol and the murderer must have -
“How so ?”
“This faithful dog must be utilized. ”
“I don’t understand. ” ,
“Then learn to wait. Madame Monistrol
will go. out about two o’clock, to reach the
Palais de Justice at three, the little servant
will be alone in tin? shop-you’ll see, that’s
all I shall tell you." ' .
And" in fact my entreaties were useless, he
would say nothing more, avenging himself
for his defeat by this very innocent bit of
malice. Willing or not, I had to accompany
him to the nearest cafe, where he made me
play dominoes.
I played badly, being absorbed' in thought,
and he was faking advantage of it to beat
me, W330! the clock struck two.
“Up, to our posts!” be said, diopping the
dominoes.
He paid the bill; we went out, and 'the in-
stunt after were again standing like scntincls
in the doorway, from which we had watched
the approaches to Monistrol's shop.
We had not been there ten minutes, when
Madame Monistrol appeared on the threshold,
dressed in black, with a large crepe veil like a
widow. , . ‘
“A beautiful toilette in which to appear
Mechinet.
She gave her little servant afew orders and
walked“ rapidly; away-‘7 . 1 ‘
11131511, and when be supposed the 'young wife
' was a long distance 01f, said, —- '
"It 1s time. "
We entered the jewelry shop a second time.
The little servant. Was there alone, sitting
behind the counter, nibbling apiece of candy
stolen from her mistress.
As we‘ entered, she recognized us, and start-
ed up blushing and terrified;
time to open her. lips, asked,'—
“Where is Madame Monistrol ?"
“She has gone out, sin",
“You are deceiving inc.
shop. " .
“I assure you she isn’t, gentlemen, Look
for yourselves.”
Monsieur Mechinet, Vv‘ an air .of the
greatest annoyance, struck his forehead, ex-
Iclaimin'g,— -
“How unfortunate it is, how sorry that
poor Madame Monistrol will. be 1”
And as'the little servant stared at hlm'with
open munth and eyes dilated with astonish~
meat, he continued, — '
“But perhaps you can take your mistress’ s
place, my pretty girl. I came back because
I have lost the address of the gentleman she
asked me to visit.”
‘ What gentleman ?”
“You know very well, Monsieur—there now
I’ve forgotten his name! Monsieur—zounds,
you know him! The gentleman your c0n-_
founded dog obeys so well.”
“Oh! MonsieurrVictor.”
“Yes, that is it. What does this gentleman
do ?” ,. ’
“He’s a journeyman jeweller,—-a great
friend of master. They worked together
when Monsieur Monistrol was a journeyman
jeweller, and that’s why he can do anything
he likes with Pluto. ” .
“Then you can tell Vine where Munsieur
Victor lives. ”
V “Certainly. He lives' in the Rue du Roi-
Dore, No. 23. ” - '
The poor girl seemed delighted to be so
well informed, and I could not help feeling
sorry to Hear her so unsuspiciously denounce
her mistress.
Monsieur Mechinet, who was more harden-
ed, had no such scruples', and even closed the
scene With a sorry jest.
: Just as I opened the door for us to retire,—
“Thank you,” he said to the young girl,
“thank you. You have just done Madame
Monistrol a great service, and she will be (16-
1igbted.” V 1
XII.
As soon as we were on the sidewalk, I had
but one idea.
To rush to the Rue du Roi-Dore and arrest
this Victor, the real criminal, was evidently
the first thing to be done.
A few words from Monsieur Mechinet fell
upon my enthusiasm like a shower bath.
“ And the law ” said he. “Without a war-
rant fr0n1 the examining magistrate, I can do
nothing. We must go to the Palais de J as
tiee.”
“But we shall meet Madame Ministi'ol, and
if she sees us, she will warn her accomplice.”
“ Be it so,” replied Monsieur Mechinct
with 111- disgusted bitterness, “ be it so. The
criminal will escape, and the forms of the law
will be satisfied. But I can avert this dan-
ger. Walk on walk faster. ”
And in fact the hope of success gave him
the Speed of a deer. 0n reaching the Palals
dc Justice, he went up the steep staircase
leading to the magistrates’ rooms, four steps
at a time, and speaking to the head sheriff,
asked if the magistrate who had charge of the
little old Man of the Bati'gnolles was in his of-
fice.
V “ Yes,” replied the officer, “with a witness,
a young lady dressed in blue. V
“ That’s undoubtedly she,” said my com-
panion.
Then, turning to the officer, he continu-
ed, —
“You know me. Give me some materials
to write a few words for you to take to the
magistrate. "
The officer went away with the note, and
soon returned to tell us that the magistrate
wouldvsee us in No. 9.
T0 reeieve Monsieur Mechinet, he had bor-
rowed the ofiicc of one of his colleagues, leav-
ing Madame Monistrol in his own room an-
der the care of his clerk.
“ What' is it. '9 ” he asked, in a tone that en
abled me to measure the gulf that separated
a magistrate from a poor detective.
Monsieur Mechinet briefly and clearly rc-
Sbe‘s in the back
and our hopes.
Need I say that the magistrate did not ap-
pear to share our belief. ? V
“ But since Monistrol confesses,”he repeat-
ed with an obstinacy that exasperated me.
However, afterV numerous explanations, 11c
said, — .
_ “ I will sign a Warrant. ” .
011cc 1n posession of this indispensable doc-
ument, Monsieur Mechinet went away so fast
that I nearly fell as I rushed down the stair-
,easc after him. , A flame horse could’nt have
,kept up with“ us. I doubt if we were fifteen
minutes in going to the Rue Roi-Dore.
But when we were once there, .“ Bc care-
ful, ” said Monsieur Mechinet. And with the
calmest air in the world, he entered the nar-
row hall of the house bearing the number 23.
“ Monsieui Victor. 9 ” he said to the cou-
cicrge.
“ Fourth floor, right hand door.”
“ Is he at home ? "
H 371:5. 9! V
Monsieur Mechinet took a step towards the
staircase, then seeming to change his mind,
turned again to the concierge, saying,—
“ I must treat this worthy Victor to a bot-
tle of good wine. Do you know to what shop
he goes? ”
' “ The one opposite."
We rushed across the street, and Monsieur
Mechinet, with the air of a customer, order-
ea, _
“ One bottle, if you please, of the best; the
green sea]. ”
Upon my honor, that idea had never occur-
red to me during 1111 this time! And yet it
was very simple.
The bottle having been brought, my cum-
panion produced the cork found on Monsieur
Pigoreau’ s fi001V', and it was easy for us to
prove the identity of the wax. -
'V'My- companion waited patiently five min- V
But Monsieur Mechinet, without giving her '
lated the steps we had taken, their results, ,
.4: . . > .- NORWALK CONNECTICUT TUESDAY SEPT. 4. 1877.-
Positive certainty was now added to moral
conviction, and Monsieur Mechinet knocked
at Victor’s door with a firm hand. V
“ Come in,” called a pleasant vVochc.
years cm, with a slight figure, pale complex-
ion, and fair hair, who was working at a
bench.
, Our presence did not seem to disturb him.
Monsieur Mechinet advanced, and, siezing
him by the arm, said, —
“I arrest you in the name of the law! ”
The man turned livid, but did not cast down
his eyes.
"fArc ”playing a trick on me? " he said
insolently. “What have I done ?"
Monsieur Mechinet shrugged his shoulders.
“Don't act like a child, ” said he, “ your ac-
count is settled. You were seen to leave Pcre
Anteuor' s rooms, and I Vhave in my pocket
the cork you used to prevent the point of your
dagger from breaking.”
This was like a blow on the rasca'.’ s neck.
He sank into his chair, stammering,—
“ _Iam innocent.”
“ Tell that to the magistrate,"V said Mon-
sieur Mechinet cooley, “ but I’m afraid he
won’t believe you. 'Your accomplice, Monis-
trol's wife, has confessed all. '
Victor started up as if he had been moved
by a sprlng.‘
“Impossible! " he exclaimed. “She knve
nothing—" ,‘ V
“Then you did it alone ? Very well. That’s
so much confessed.”
Then addressing himself to me, like a man
sure of his facts, he continued,—
“ Search the drawers, my dear Monsieur
Godeuil, you’ll probably find this fine fellow’ s
dagger, and undoubtedly his Dulcinca‘ 3 love-
letters.”
The murderer’s eyes gleamed with rage,
and be ground his teeth, but Monsieur Me-
chinet’s broad shoulders and iron grasp ex,-
tingulshed all desire to resist.
I found in a bureau drawer everything my
companion had told me to expect. ’
Twenty minutes after, Victor, “ nestly
packed,” that is the expression, in a fiacfe,
between my companion and myself, was 10114
ing towards the prefecture 0f police. .
“What, " said I to myself, bewildered by
the simplicity of the scene, “ 13 the arrest of
the assassin, a man doomed to the seafiold,so
easy as this ? ” '
I was to learn nfterwards, to my cost, that
there were more terrible criminals.
Victor, when he found himself' in a cell, be-
lieving that he was lost, broke down and r0-
lated all the particulars of his crime.
He had known Pei'c Pigoreau a long time,
he said. His principal object murderingbim'
was to bring the punishment for the crime
upon Monistrol. That was why he had dress”-
ed like him and been followed by Pluto!
When the old man was once assassinated, he
had had the horrible courage to dip the finger
ters, Mania, which had nearly destroyed an
innocent man.
“ It was cleverly arranged,” he said with
cynical boasting. “ If I had succeeded, I
should have killed two birds with one stone,
got rid of my friend Monistrol, whom I hate,
and of whom I am__ jealous, and enrich the
woman I love."V ' V
It was simple and terrible, certainly.
“ Unfortunate, my lad,” observed Monsieur
Mechinet, “you lost your wits at‘ the last mo.
ment. People are never tohrough. It was the
left hand of the body that you dipped in
the bl
Victor started up.
“ What i ” he cried, “ is that what betrayed
me '2,”
" Precisely.” -V
The scoundrelraised his arms to heaven,
with the gesture of an unappreeiated genius
“ That comes of being a real artist. ' ” he
cried. .
~ Then, eyeing us from head to foot with a
pitying air, he added, —
“ Pere Pigoreau was left—handed! ”
The criminal’s prompt detection was 011'-
iug to an error in the examination.
This lesson was not lostupou me. I fortu-
nately remembered it in other very dramatic
circumstances, which I shall relate at some
future time
Monistrol was set at liberty the next day.
When the magistrate reproached him for
the false confession that he had exposed jus-
ties to a terrible error, he could get no answer
except,—
“ I love my wife, I wanted to sacrifice my-
self for her, I believed her guilty.
Was she guilty ? I would swear it.
She was arrested, but acquitted by the same
court that sentenad Victor to the galleys for
life.
Monsieur and Madame Monistrol now keep
a wine-shop of by no means good repute at
Vincennes. Their uncle’s fortune is squan-
dered, and they are in abject poverty.
J. B. (Jasmin Gonnum.
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TOP-DRESSING MEADOWS.
Anything in the shape of manure
or fertilizers is better than nothiu _
“fell rotted fine manure is the best
application that can be made. Next
to that is coarse fresh manure, decom-
posed woods" earth, rotten chip. dirt,
tanner‘s waste, or swe spin of vil'-‘
[age 3streets. Where' re so from
woolen factories, slaughter houses, or
city waste of all kinds can be pro-
cured, these should be composted with
eaith from the Vroadsidé, or bottoms
of ditches, and lime or wood ashes,
and after remaining a month. in the
heap, they may be spread upon the grass.
It is well to barrow up bare spots,
and sow some more. grass seed upon
them. The earlier this can be done
the better for the meadow, as the
heavier coating of fall growth that
:an be procuied, the safer it will be
from injury by frost. Meadows should
not be closely pastured late in the sea-
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Mrs. M. M. swift, 1111': venerable lady who
died at the residence of her daughter, Down
Town, Aug. 22nd: — -
Death of a Saint of Ninety-One
Years.
For nearly three-fourths of a century Mrs.
S. 'had been a member of a Congregational
Church in Connecticut. , She was a mature
Christian when the American Board was born,
and most deeply interested then, and always
in its history and progress. She consecrated
her children t0.t|1is cause, and wondered
that the Lord did not send them to the hen-
then, when in intellect, and heart, and at—
tainment, they seemed so highly qualified for
missionary work. but became satisfied their
mission was at huine.
Forty-three years ago, her husband, in the
prime of his life,a “beloved physician,” was
killed by being thrown from his carriage:
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In the decline of life, she came to reside
amongus,watchcd over and most tenderly
cared 3for, until her eyes were closed by loved
daughters, one of whom arrived from Florida
only a few hours before her mother’s gentle
and sweet release.
At her funeral, we read, as most appropri-
ate to her age, and' character, and con-
dition, apart V”of the ninety-first psalm, as
thus illustrated especially in its concluding
verse
“ With long life will I satisfy him
And show him my salvation.”
W e also read a scleétion of verses from the
ninetieth psalm, and from the seventy-first,
especially
“Cast me not off in the time of old age ,
Forsake me not when my strength faileth.”
and
“ Now also, when I aln “old and gray -headed,
O God, forsake me not,” ‘.&0
And so as the sun was sinking brightly,
we laid her body down to rest among her
kindred. B.
Norwallc. August 24, 1877.
V The key was in the door, we entered, and
in a very neat room I saw a man about thirty -
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Fashionable Draper and Tailor
AND
GENTS’ FURNISHIN G EMPORIUM.
Main Street,Norwalk, Cunn.
”WARD P. WEED,
D R U G- G I 8 '1'
Wall Street, opposite Norwalk Opera House.
A large and well selected stock of
DRUGS AND MEDICINES,
Perfumery,Patent Medicines, all kinds Mineral
Waters.1‘oilct and Medicated Soaps, Flavoring
and Handkerc’hicfExtracss, Hair Brushes ,Combs,
Sponges, Chamo 11s, Stationery. Cigars, die"
and is constant] ing to his stock all the new
andoopular met es ofthe day.
NORWA LK INSURANCE Vco.,
0R WALK, CONN.
Charter Capital - - - $500,009
21111 up Capital - - - 100,000
W11. 0.8111111“. Pres.. G110 R. Cowr.ns,Scc’y.
'I‘NA INSURANCE Co. ofBVARTFORD.
Incorporated 18!... Charter Perpetual.
Cdpltal and Assets,
Insuresagainst loss and damage by Fire. on terms
adopted to the hazard andconsistent with the laws
of compensation. COWL ES‘& &MERBILL,
Sd‘le Agents for Norivalk and vicinity.
Have taken the Store, No. 4 Skiddy’s Block, Main
Street, 11' herc they will open a first class
Fruit,
Vegetable
and Poultry Market.
They intend to keep it well stocked with
of all the choice varities, and Fruits and Vegeta-
bles of all kinds. in their season. The furnishing
of POULTRY, either alive or dressed, a specialty.
Also Eb- GG‘S.
Norwalk, 001111.. February‘mh, 1877.
B. S. BLASCER.
At his store in
“ALLORY’. BLOCK,
has constantly on hand, a general assortment ol
Groceries, Crockery, Glass,
'Iin and Wooden Ware, Etc.
By devoting his constant pe_rsonal_ attention to tho
business he hopes to merit public patronage.
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(11.111111 Finishing, Undertaker,
OPPOSITE HORSER. R. DEPOT‘
FOrdersattcnded to day or night. Residence
Main St reet,‘3 doors from Union A1 enue.
GEORGE ll. RAYMOND,
Furnishing Undertaker,
No. 53 MAIN STREET, (Up Stairs.)
E. NELSON,
Mann] acturci ni
Bruits, Sleigh that Warns
BROOli S'l‘., NORVVALK, CONN.
WI-mkcn Carriages or Wagons 110111111111].
prointly repaired.
CEMENT PIPE 1111i DHIMNEYS
Sqnai'eaunl Round Cement l’ipc,\vilh plain and
ornamental tops. for chimneys, have amorc 1er-
feet draught. and are cl1e..pei and better t an
brick, also
9 B A I N P I I" E,
The best in the Market. Warra'ntetl' to givesatis-
faction, and from 25 to 30peroent. cheapertban
Manufactured and for sale 11
any 0mm ClIA A.s T.LEOVAR1)y& sox .
Bfllhcads
all 111e- ands ty-lcs sub 0 hadat the
9 V. GAZETTE BUILDING. .
s5,osa,sso.19 '
C. W. LOCK-WOOD’S SONS.
Fresh. Salt, Smoked & Canned Fish .
LV
VOL. LXNUMBEasc, f
Centaur
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One thing is now thoroughly established. Never
since man sufiered and human agencies alleviated
pain, has there been any thing which went so far
as a pain annihilator and curative agent as the
' Centaur Liniments. These Liniments have Within
the past year cured more cases of Rheumatism,
Neuralgia, Stilt-joints, Caked Breasts, Swellings,
Poisonous Bites, Burns, Lame Animals, etc., etc. .,
than all other remedies combined. As the name of
Centaur implies halt horse and half man, the Gen-
taur Linimcnts are for man and beast. But not the
same Liniment. The White Liniment is for man
and the Yellow for horses and animals. Herein
this Linimeut difi‘ers from all other remedies, al-
though some of the ingredients are aike in each
They contain the well-known WitehHazel, VArnica.
ingredients.
Wm. H. Hickcox, Rector of St. John’s E. Church
Wakefield, Clay c0. ., Kansas, writes: “Many years-
I have been snfiering- from :1 Weak Back. caused
from a sprain more than 40 years a o. I have‘ not
the us'e of Centaur Linimcnt. I feel it my Christ-
ian. tduty to inform you that by its wonderful ef-
137cm 1 am entirely rclievedof pain. January 2'2,
Messrs. J. McClure Sc Co.,Druggists, Cincinnati,
0.. says: —
“Teamsters pronounce the Y ellow Centaur Lin-
iment anterior to anything they ever used. We
sell several dose 11 battles per month, and the sale
is steady' increasing. "
These are only samples of thousands upon thou-
sands 01 similar testimonials reaching us every
month. All the Extracts, Embrocations, Selves,
and Ointments in existence arenot doingone-tenth
the good which' is done by these admirable Centaur
Liniments. For Frost-bites} Stings, Cuts, Itch,
Salt Rheum, cte. ., there' us nothing like the Centaur
Llniment White Wrapper. For Spavin, Bing-
bone. Sweeney, Win11 Calls, Poll-evil, Scratches,
etc. ., on horses, the Yellow Centaur Liniment is
equally good. They are certain in their efi'ccts;
they are pleasant to use, they are handy and they
' are cheap. No family should be without Centaur
Linin'ients. They are worth one hundred times
their cost.
J. B. BOSE &. 00., 46 Dex 81., New YonK. 3m30
Banana.
Mothers may have rest and their babies may have
health. it they will use Dr. Pitcher-’- Cano-
rln. for ind Colic, Worms, Feverishness, Sour
Month, Group, or Stomach Complaints. It is en-
tirely avegetabla preparation, and contains neither
mineral. morphine, nor alcohol. . It is as pleasant
to take as honey, neither gags nor gripes, and is
superior to any remedy in existence. '
Dr. E. Dimock, of anont, Ohio, says:
“I am using st'roxra in my practice wyth the
most signal benefits and happy resiilts, and find it
a perfect substitute for Castor 011.”.
This is what every one says. Many nurses in
New York use the Casroma. It is prepared by
Messrs. J. B. R051: 511 00., successors to Samuel
Pitcher, M. D. 311130
REAL ESTATE.
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0 [II III SELL—The St. John House on H! gh
Street, Enquire 01 JAMES FINNEY. ' 1.120
OUSES AND ROOMS TO EST. by
H. FITCH, 51 Main Street. 7
‘ For‘Sale 0r Exchange.
THE Large, Elegant and Pleasantly Located
Dwelling 0f the subscriber, on East Avenue;
House has 15- rooms, with all modern improve-
meats; about two acrcs ground attached. Will
be sold at reasonable price or exchanged for. New
York City property. ] to or address
G.VVEO 03AM: Box 452, Norwalk, Ct.
2Also one of the handsomcst Building Sites on
East Avenue, cosisting of four acres, being the
north portion of the old Van Zandt Homestead;
has a fine Orchard of choice Fruit and fine Shade
Trees.
To Rent.
HE elegant residence known as the “Dimon
Place, "pleasantly located on West Avenue
one of the most desirable places in the Borough of
N orwalk, is altered to rent4 on moderate terms.
- Also. a large Carpenter Shop, located on Arch
Street, on the Bouton property. Will be rented
very low. F or full pgniculars empire of
61.! JAMES F NEY,Real Estate Agent.
For Sale Cheap,
01' Exchange for other property,
One of the neatest, and easiest little Cottages in
the Borough. Will sellto a good tenant for little
orliioginoney down. Enquire at GAZETTE OF-
House for Sale.
HE subscriber, being about to leave town,
ofiers for sale his residence on High. Street. -
It is a two story lramc dwelling,containing ten
rooms, with pauti y, closets, water, gas, 8111., lot
about 80x200 feet, with choice variety of fruit.
inn iven immediately. For terms and
further par ars enquire 01D
D..S BARTRAMm
Norwalk, A 11211, 18.17;
For Sale.
_ A [louse and Lot. in a healthy location on
iF air Street; above Catharine. The House is
nearly new, well built, conveniently arrang-
ed, and Will make a comfortable and pleasant
home for a family of average size. The lot runs
back to the river. There is own“ or excellent -
Street. rice low, and part of the money can re-
main on mortgage. A fine chance to secure a
home. Apply at GAZETTE OFFICE. 31.1
Desirable Property for sale.
A vcr ydesirablc place on East Avenue.
Also, a. few choice Building Lots situated on
Osborn Avenue, for sale cheap.
Also, a nicely located House and Lot on Mer-
wiu Street near West Avenue, for sale at a bar-
gain. Enquire of
S. E. OSBORN. East Avenue,
tfll or to D. W. FITCH, West Avenue.
A BARGAIN
FOR SALE.——A first-rate built Housc,(on East
Avenue,) containing ninerooms; will be let
if notsold. Also BUILDING LOTS for sale.
Apply t'oD. II. Fl'l‘t. 'l..l
Norwa]k,Nov. 21th18'15.
r011 SALE.
7 W0 very desirablcnuildin Lotson Westuaiu
Street. Apply at the GA’ ETTE OFFICE.
CHAST. LEONARD & SDNI
DEALER IN
‘C O A. L ,
WOOD AND BRICK,
N’th River Blue Srgnefideeinent
stunt ms run stuns. out: an
GIIIIIIEYS,
WHOLESALE AND RETAIL.
Water St.‘, Norwalk, 001111..
C..W. Burritt
Has Removed
To No. 4Plioenix Block, Wall St.,
Foot of Mill Hill, where with increased facilities
he is prepared to do
P 1- U M B I N G .
in allits branches. Also special attention givr 11
to 1‘1 1n Roofing, Tin and Sheet Iron Work and Jot.-
bing. Gas Fixtures of all kinds kept on h: 1110.
Norwalk, April, 1876.
.Fua' niturc -1‘cu~ne’ten' c
If 1'011 wish
Parlor,’.lihrary, Dining and Sitting
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Walnut 01- Cottage Chamber St is,
01' anything in the Furniture Line, of the l I1'~ st
Style, ltcst Finish and Make and for 1.].-
Least Money. 110 to
M. Lookwooo's,
No. :11; Main Street, NORWA LK, CONN. -
Also.
Genera alIPurnishing Undertaker.-
Ordcrs atte ed to promptly day or night. Resi
~ dence with Mr. C. T Cornwall. France St. ' -
B .' APBI-L’Ea
DIODE].
Only First-class Work Executed
in all Branches of the Business.
.V Ladies and Children’s Hair 0111 and Sharn'pooéd
1n the most approved mann .
251K Ifi‘ Closed on the Sinatra
Gazette Job PflntlnIOfilce.
Catholic, Rock 01], Meutba‘ and other p'owerl‘u
found anything to relieve me anti 1 commenced '
water on the place. and Borough water in the .
Halrlressmlnumsj_
Ovcr Finney d: Benedict 2, Wall Street. ,
Norwalk Chronicler