FOOD NIGAT.
Good night!
Landward, the
Bathi i
Bea ward
flow,
Bach ti
Baneath
un has set behind the hills,
16 skies with gold;
ie white-eapped wavelets ebb and
p with siiver rolled
the moon, and shiver in glow
Good night!
its
Crood night!
A dreamy languor fills the silent alr,
( of care and strife,
] with all its duties o'er,
s with memories rife,
» who onee though dear, are so no
Good night!
ay are} Lt,
“iim
we moonlit sea-—t1he silent earth
Lhe quiet ha
Like us, to
Upon tl
Livy seem
morrow 's birth,
1
Ciood night!
RL TCA AR
ATERKIGLE NlunaTr,
{t was in 1844, a stifling hot sminmer-
day, when I decided to accept Balzac’s
invitation to visit him at his fantastic
house in the Rue Basse, at Passy. Ii
was half-past seven when I entered the
dining-room, where Balzac was {ini
ing Lis dinner, Opposite him was seated
a man with a bovine countenance, in-
tellectual forehead and animal lower
face perplexing and of an unu-
sual character. His hair, now gray,
idences of having once been red;
mee blue, were now a wintry
gray. His whole person was complex,
rade but subtle.
laking up a great hot-house peach as
he spoke, Balzac sald:
‘Let me mtroduce
id¢ fg.”
A $1
AAR
solid,
y
Bk Vi ¥ il
his eves,
Monsieur Vi-
mous in police annals,
I remember }
acter, **'V
ast pet
C'S detleclive Cli
They el y
e. Dig for
Suriace oi
SATE
The erime
there!”
ity
Balzac arrogated a good deal of 1
rare intuition to himself, And, indeed,
be possessed it, bul made use of it to
track the j to whe
Crimes are pre pared i
the world of reality
MSSIONS the heart,
wiore
h
to Decome ti 1
they ant
WEY el
peac!
I create a re
hardist
I am a bool
man has
have a superd su
when
1
i Dever
E31 -
1, DAIZAC,
LWO Wi
He LIIey
J
HOE, ana
were going.
addy easy to see
the two were mistress and maid
ted shortly, and without looking
at she wished to speak to the
was in ball costume, but
was dressed perplexed
} hair looked as
thrown there, her hair
disord and under her
ouged, though she
and pretly
i she must
ide herself,
foot and a
ther
r
Was
She
e1
ered,
hie
ing to tell her that
i the prefect
that hour, the guard opened the door of
the ante-chamber and let her in, This
left the maid on the staircase, I asked
her to come into the room with my men,
where the stove was. She consented,
Although not as temptuously dressed as
her mistress, she was quite as demorali-
ged. Her trembling was not all due to
the cold. I have studied all sorts of
emotions, and hers was fright. She
was in such terror that it was conta.
gious, I never saw such fear in my
life—it was ghastly; and yet I could see
that she was a woman of tirm com-
manding character. Although I had
given her a seat by the stove, she jump-
od up every minute and went to the
window. where she would rub off the
fog frow the pane with Ler half-gloved
hand and look out, Once I looked out
over her shoulder, I saw that she was
looking at the carriage she had come in,
and pas not a hired conveyance of
any kind,
lishment that belongs Lo » great house,
fine horses, crystal lamps and all. 1
heard the maid murmur, with an inde-
finable accent"of relief, 'He's asleep,’
but whether it referred to the coach-
man or some one inside the carriage I
could not possibly make ont.
“Now, what was going on in the Pre-
fect’s room ali this time? This:
“The Prefect aftera hard day's work,
possible to see
i
| awakened till daylivcht—and his werd
f was law, Hearing this from the guard,
| the lady asked when the Prefect might
be seen, She was told at eight o’ciocek
in the morning. The lady wrung her
hands and sprang impetuously toward
he Prefect but mat the lronarm
the guard—Paps Caron was his name
8 1,
of the assault from such a delicate an-
{ tagonist.
the Prefect when the
was not to be waked.
HAW hat compensation will make that
ruin good to you?’ eried the lady, ex
ted to frenzy, ‘Will this? Will this?’
And as she spoke she undid, or rather
burst with one wrench, the heavy pearl
necklace she wore, took off her diamond
bracelets with the same violence, put
them all pelimell into the astonished
guard’s hands, and said: ‘Now gol’
©
2
Twenty thousand frances in pearis and
diamouds were too much for the guard,
vat he went reluctantly, for the Pre-
fect
exposed fifteen hours oul of the twenty-
four to the complaints and petitions
| and demands for justice of the public®
His awakenining was a terrible affair,
Once more Papa Caron returned Lo
lady with “Impossible” for an answer,
This time she promised him on her
honor and with the simple air of
speaking the truth that she wou
im a pension of four thousand fra:
to be continued to his family after h
death if any punishment fell upon hi
tor u her suit withthe leonine P
time she sent in her
The 1
ti
Lie
ect,
1
1 h
a sealed envelope. rele
t and leaped a foot,
great misiort
me,’ she mu
cannot}
topped gasping
lent effort
eager:
‘You
4 Vi
pealeqa,
'refect
‘your | ! turned, i
Hungarian officer your parior, 1
jealousy was aroused, and you
flown to tell of rime, or
me of an impending duel?”
*“‘My husband has n yet,’
gaid the Countess; ‘his train gets in al
three, and it is not two of !
I'hen is
dead?’ ered the Prefect
“she close to
surprised
1a
Have
warn
SONS « to
OL come
+
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O'Clock vel.
one
‘sr " . x nied en '
“ Wy One Wounded, no
Ane him and whispered
with rigad “There is a dead man in
my carriage, down stairs, M. de Karl-
he Hungarian officer, while calling
me s evening after the opera,
n wy parlor, and his
arriage.’
vMurdered ?’ cried the Prefect,
“eNo: struck down by an apoplectic
troke as he sat by my side. 1s it not
horrible that when 1 long to grieve for
a dead friend I must only think of my
reputation and a censGrious world?
Now, help me. There is a dead man in
my carriage! What shall I do? You
must have a thousand resources,’ said
| the Countess, mingling the authority of
| the woman who commands with the
auphority of the woman who implores.
‘Many resources, but nothing for
just this case,’ said the Prefect, who,
however, was longing to ald the poor
fry
: pe.
thd
Liki
my «
super-human courage, He rang the
| bell, saying as he did so: “There is but
| one man in Paris who can deliver you
| from this delicate position. Are you
| willing that he shonid make a third in
our counsels?’
s+ff youn answer for his discretion,’
sald the Countess,
“1 was the man,” said Vidocq, paus-
ing magnificently. * When [ answered
| the bell, he continued, “the Prefect told
{me the story, concluding with the
| words: ‘Vidooq, you must get rid of the
body.’
body found at daybreak on the high-
| way, wounded in two or three places?
| He is found, his purse and valuables
| are gone, he has been murdered by rob-
bers,
four hours, Investigation by the police
{ thing forgotten.’
“Enough!” eried the Countess, who
haa hidden her face in her convulsed
hands. “No stabs on that body! I will
not have it! Nol’ :
“Phen how would it be if the body
should disappear from the world as if it
had never existed?’ said I,
“Never to be found again?”
¢tNaver,’
* ¢No, burial, then?’
mm afraid not.’
“ “Just how would you make it disap-
pear?’
“Oh, madam, don't try to know’
4 will not hear of your second plan
either.” sald the Countess, decidedly.
“Madam,” said I, ‘I have but
more plan; but to carry that out I must
know how maay of y
of this young man's visit to
evening.’
“Quly Honorlne,my maid,’
Countess earnestly, ‘It was |
Monsier de Karlsen was telling
amusing story; he was laughing very
heartily; I had turned my head away,
but noticed that his laughter had ceased
uddenly. Seconds passed by. Aston
ished at the transition from exaggerated
gavety to profound silence, 1 turned,
rose from my arm-chair and approached
the sofa, where he was His
was horribly distorted. 1 disco
ered that he was dead, I shrieked and
fell, See. 1 cut Hono
rine came ranning in, revi ne, re
minded me that my husban
hours from
one
your people kno
you ti
said the
IKE
ie an
i
1
i
sitting.
f sgh
108 ¥ ~
my fore!
ressed.
hes 1 wrt
parapet
Orfevres,
OIning.
Fhe agent ¢
stag i
iL, ery
inkards supporting a
i. Wy to 1 Neut-—a cen-
tral point where no one can where
the man he meets there came from. Of
course it was of the frst importance
that no one should be able to guess
where M. de Karleson had passed the
night. It was a short walk to get there,
but I would not take it again under the
same conditions for a good deal. Once
opposite the Place Dauphine, we waited
for a cab to pass by. As S00n as one
drew near we began to sing a drinking
song and gabble as German a gibberish
as we could muster, staggering about
with our ghastly burden,
“Hullo, coachman,’ said I, when
the cab came up, ‘will you accept a
fare? We have neither the time nor the
| steady legs to get our friend home.’
Without waiting for the Jebu's anawer,
+
i
I
In wel Ons
ts
l tell
saint Fiorentin, first house to the right.’
| “We had given him five francs,
| thing was done. As for the sequel,
| this is the way the papers told it next
| morning:
| “A rich and noble stranger, M. de
| Karlsen, sole hel of one of the oldest
| Hungarian families, had a fatal apoplec-
| tie stroke last night while driving to his
home in the Rue Saint-Florentin, He
frightful accident which the chances of
his calling had brought to his notice
alter in vain attempting to arouse the
iruggists whose e iablishimentis he pass.
ed on road, at last delivered
body to the servants at M, de Karlees
nmptous residence on the Saint
Florentine.
“The papers had
serious the next day:
“To-morrow at the Church
Madeleine, the funeral services
the soul of M. de Karlsen
take place, His friends are requeste
present, as the body {
to Hungary, and religion
. § at
1s
tue
something
repose ol
ail
appeared
deep mourning,
1ighis under
Ly =e
tho
Lho
read
It
it. She langu
pave fi
ahead
¥ i £ i ¥ £
anid soon died of * hyper
ii Nobo iy was forgotlen
Papa Caron, th 3
Prefect’s
¥ i
nig
Hono!
morine a ttle
2k °F
su,
OI
th
i
antec! i
received
§ mag!
the
‘I'm going to tell vou. We stop
you in front of the Henry 1V , statue.
“I've been i
stopped there a hundred
housand "
¢
4 3
n the
A fn
as Toni ock morning,
and we gave you five {
“The five fran
thing you've ¢
“The man wh Was
the Rue saint. Flore tin.’
A flash passed int
eyes,
“When you opened the door you had
a great surprise.’
Second flash of memory on the part
of the cab-driver.
“What did you find instead of the
man who got in on the Pont Neuf?"
“Why, he was dead, if that’s what
roi want to make me say. Thera's
nothing strange about that. But
Anes
most unnsua
going to
cab-dniver’s
BO
Duchess Bue Belle
needn't look Hke t
bank-notes,
then,
I carried the |
SOR.
and gave the lette;
lady who we
carriage, ‘I
JOINe nan,
orders,
onus,’
white as the paper, and
man to give me forty
iL a two-l1
«The
Balzac,
Di anc pit
$§aay
BLier
de Karl
on Mn
Dediroate) to ar Family
“How'd
tor” “Went
I mean how'd a find him
Found hm
he better?” “If
“Does he improve
any to improve; he
lives in a boarding
got there?"’
“Well,
well. he must be,
any?” “Hasn't
sold his farm and
but is he’s
fine present. Lf il was you you owe ne
forty sous.”’
“How do you make that out? I gave
you five francs for your trip.”
“I earned all that answering ques
tions. 1 mean I had to go on another
errand, I had to goto the Rue Belle
i
!
i
“Roe Bellechasse!”™ we all shouted.
“Yes, to the house of Countess de
the name. I found a tiny little gilded
leather case in my cab the morning
after 1 carried the dead man to the
Rue Saint- Florentine; so, of course, the
cass be to me. There was a let-
a to this Countess or
than who? “Oh, doctor, what is there
about him?" “A double sheet and two
blankets.” “But what alls him?’
“Nobody ales him; a St. John
man.’ “But is he dangerous?’ “Naw,
gentle as a lamb.”
don't you wani to tell what's the mat-
ter with him¥"’
a fresh cut.’
pretty smart; do you know how to tell
what ails your patient?” “Oh, yes, |
know how to tell, but you don't know
Some physicians never
he's
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———— a ——
“Usep you pretty rongh, didn’t he?”
remarked a sympathizing bystander to
the man who had just got 4 most awial
loking. “Well, no,” replied the sub.
dued one, *“I thought
A
ion of
ther day
that the us WAS In §
neglected con much
| ted, There are a number of
mits in the Inns of Courtand (
They are usually barrister
failed, but who haunt the pia
living ghosts, and exist in Lhe most 6x-
| treme squalor, Not a few of them are
| men of ability, who, with more help in
early lite, might have done great things,
a _-
han
theass here
hanoery.
who have
like
©
The paper bottles made in Paris are
comented with a composition «of sium,
lime and blood albumen. Neither
water por aloohol has any effect on
these bottles, and of course they are
aot easily broken,
It is announced in the Nature that a
grotto from 8 to 10 metres high has
been discovered iu a rook washed by
the sen, iv the Morbihan, by M. Gail
lard, He has mines continued his
! researches st low water, and found sowe
lhaman bopes, ancient earibenwaroe
| marked with aliegonoal and
the ancient Gauls,