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TROFFER, DENTIST ---OFFICE, Front Street 4th door from Locust, over Saylor St. McDonald's Honk more Columbia, Pa.ir "'Entrance, between the Book and Dr. Beres Drug Store. • (Augumt 21, 1859 THOMAS WELSH, TESTICE OF THE PEACE, Colombia, Po. OFFICE, in Wl,ipper's New Building, below Black'. Hotel, Front street. ne"Pronapt attention given to all business entrusted ta his care. November IE4 1857. DR. G. W. MIFFLIN, DENTIST, Locust street, a few doors above the Odd ral/oiva , Hall, Columbia, Colon)bia.hlny 3. 1856. H. M. NORTH, ATTORNEY AND COUNSELLOR, AT LAW Columbia,P a. Collectionea. romptly made ,i n Lancaster and York Sounties. Columbia.llla • 4,1950. J. W. FISHER, Attorney and Counsellor at Law, C01umbut,r5Chz.12.323:31.4%, paw eptetnber INSU-tt HOTTENSTEIN, QIIRG ON AND PHYSICIAN, Columbia, Pa. 1, .0 Office in the rooms laxly occupied by Dr. L. S. Filbert. play 14, 18594. S. Atlee Bockius, D. D. S. PRACTICES the Operative, Surgical and blechan leal Departments or Dentostry. Ocrice Locust street, between the Franlatu Douse and l'ost Office, Columbia, l'a .7.lay 7.1859. SHAKER CORIC-Zrilish rot ofShakir Corn. for sole by HENRY IcUYDANI. Nov. la. WIN. CatiOT — *Accts. GEORi.E jr. smiTia, WBOLI,SALE and Retail Bread and Cake naer.—conmanny on hand a variety of Cakes, .00nuraetoas to mention; Craokers; Soda. Wine, Scroll, and Sager Biscuit; Confectionery, of every description, Pt e., e.c. 1.0 , usT sTit NET, Feb.2.'36. Between the Bank and Franklin Ifouse. JEST received, three dozen Dr. Brunon's Vegetable Dhlera, a certain cure for Dysp”paitt; rani, a freak* lot of • 4 ap Sago and Pine Apple Cheese., Farina and corn Starch, at D. HERR'S Sept 5, 1857. Grocery and Liquor Store. JUST RECEIVED d a beauti ful assuoartmteren t anodf GI., Ink , thq Nem. Depot. Columbia, April 19, 1857. CREWING TOBACCO. AT FIENRY ['FABLER'S. Loctird street . opposite the Franklin Bone. can be had CUBA LEAF, CON GRES..., and several other brands of the best Chewing Tobacco, to which the attention of chewers is invited. May 1,1858. TMt'ORTED Lubtivft, also, Glenn's Double Extrude, _L. for the handkerchief, at HARRY GrtErws t oppo.ite Coln. Bridge. Front St. Feb. 19.'59 NOTICE. GO TO FENDRICII Sc BRO'S for the Best Tobacco. The Best Sweet Coven fish, " Tem:, 4 reach Leaf, can be bought cheaper of lrendrich dr. Ilros.,than else where. The only established wholesale and retail Tobacconists in Columbnt. FRONT STREET .A.Bove LOCUST. Marsh 12,1058. BAGLEY'S GOLD PENS AFRESH lot of lot A, G. Bagley's Gold Pens, of different SIM , and price, pp. received. at SAYLOR & McDONALD'ii, Read Quarters and News Depot, Front atret.t t Dec and door above Locust. March 27. 'SAS DROOMS.---100 Doz. Brooms, at Wholesale LI or Retail. at D. 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(or TV Fruit Preserving Cans and Jar., This is a new ,patent, and is entirely etTecitial in ex truding the air.— The stoppers can be hued to any kind of Jar or Can. The subscriber is sole scent (or Columbia'. A large supply of Jars and Canso( all kinds and sizes kept con snug)y on hand. HRIVRY PFATILER. June 13.1159. Locust street. Cohnnbift. PR. soap. 5 Bores ofDolfer Brown Soup on hand and for aide low at the corner or Third and Union su. Apgust Meseteed another beautiful lot of' Vanilla Xeres, it S. DELLUTT do CO'S Golden Mortar Pro Store. Front Street. Suffer no longer with Com. A T the Golden Mortar Drug Store you coo 'procure n. acrid!. which i s warranted to remora Corns in 18 hoar s, without pain or soreness. Ply Paper. A POPICRIOR *nide of Vly b ee n for the destrec il. in of hag jest been received et the Drug Store of R WILLIAM, Front street. Co/arabia, July 30.1859 //mimes Columbian Ink. walco i• superior article. Durumneatly black, T and Dot corroding the pen, can be bad in any quantity. at the Family Medicine Store , and blacker Yak fa shot goalies Root Polialn. Columbia, Joao 9.1669 • New Brand of Chewing Tobacco. THE evbeeriher ban jeid received 10 Bore, of their t.l4ealeil breed ••FE'VDRP'WB BALTIMORE s LACR PAT CHEWING TOBAOCO." which they elrPr its 'Leery lore nee The Tobacco I. e aret•rate article. atentiticiered etfltre , ". l Y re* 'hi" market. The Met* ere thielt end rolid, end the tohteeo entirely tree tram any deletecioaa sub.'s nee,. rENDEICH & BROS," aa , aft Frain ► itsiet, Colombia, Pa Intry. King Solomon. DT OIVzX MEEEurrir. King Solomon stood in his crown of gold, Between the haloes, before the altar, In the House of the Lord. And the King was old, 91 50 And his strength began to falter, So that he leaned on his ebony btali, Seated with the seal of the Pentegraph All of the golden fretted work, Without and within so rich and rare, As high as the nest of the building stork, Those pillars of cedar were:— Wtought up to the brazen chaptters Of the tiadonian artificers. And the King stood still as a carven King, The earven cedarn beams below, In his purple robe, with his 4ignet ring, And his beard as white as snow, And his face to the Oracle wh,•re the limn Dies under the wing of the Cherubim. The wings told over the Oracle. And cover the beari and eyes of God: The Pponse with pomegranate, lily and bell, As glorious In her abode; For wish goad of Ophir. and scent of myrrh, And purple of Tyre the Jiang collect her. By the soul of each slumbrous instrument Drawn soft through the musical misty air, The stream of the folk that came and went, For worship and praise and prayer, Flow'd to and fro, and up and down, And roundthe King in hzsgolden crown. And h came to pass, as the King stood there, And look'd on the house he had built, with pride, That the Hand of the Lord came unware, And touch'd him; so that he died, In his purple robe, with his signet ring. And the crown wherewith they had crowned him King. And the stream of folk that came and went To worship the Lord with prayer and praise, Went softly ever in wonderment, For the King stood there always; And it was solemn and strange to behold That dead King crowned with a crown of gold. For he lean'd on fax ebony stair upright. And over his shoulder 4 the purple robe, And his hair. nod his beard, w• re both • novmehite, And the fear of hoe filled the globe, So that none dared touch him. though he was dead, He looted so royal about the head. And the moons were changed, and the years roll'd on And the new King reigned in the old King's stead And int.n were married and busied anon: But the King stood,stdric and dead, Le ' uprialb on his ebony math Preserved by the •ign of the Pentegraph And the !Stream of life, as it went and came, Ever for worship and p and prayer, Was awed by the face and the fear and the fame Of the de,,d King standing there; For his hair was so white, and his eyes so cold, That they telt him alone with his crown of gold. So King So'omon stood up, dead, in the House Of the Lord, held there by the Pentegraph, Until out from the pillar there ran a red mouse, Arid gnaw4thro' his ebony stair: Then. fiat on his face the King fell down: And they pick% from the dust a golden crown. [Evening Tran.seript gthrtitrit.s. From Dickens' Household Words Monsieur Bodry's Apparition. (CONCLUDED.] =3 In the meanwhile Henry Blaireau had paid the last offices to his friend in the Cem etery of the Innocents—at that time the place of Initial for half the people of Paris —and had written an account of his un timely death to the elder Bodry at Lyons, informing him that all his son's effects were under seal. These pious duties performed, he directed his thoughts to what concerned himself. But be found the study of the law much more distasteful to him now than it bad ever been before. In vain he pored over Pandects and delved into digests; nothing came of it; one object always kept floating between his eyes and the page, which neutralised all his toil; and that ob ject was the smiling face of Madeleine Gom bert. "How unfortunate," he constantly re flected, "that I should have presented my. self in the name of another man! She had never seen Henri Bodry—not even friend. ship subsisted between them; her regret, if she feels any, must all bo on my account, and I—unhappy wretch that I am!—l have made myself my own rival! If Monsieur Gombert had accepted the invitation to the funeral, I could then have explained my poor friend's caprice, but to attempt to do so now would expose me to Iknow not what odious accusations." This hourlyJererniad made him, of course, much Jess of a lawyer and much more of a lover than ever, and it always ended in his throwing aside his books and wandering forth to the Rae Saint Martin. One rainy evening, weary of puing up down the dark, damp street without any re ward, he stood up for shelter in the - porch of Saint Merri. The vesper service was go ing on, and, thinking the inside of the church more comfortable than the out, Hen ri Blaires.n pushed open the little baize door and entered. The interior was nearly as obscure as the street he had left, for Saint &Terri is a largelhurch, and was very dimly lighted. The congregation, as thin as it generally is at vespers on a raw, foggy, wet winter's evening, seemed to consist of only a few old women, and Henri roamed undia turbed through the aisles, thinking, as usual of Madeleine Gombert. He bad twice crossed the small lateral chapel which stands on the south side of the building without noticing that any one was there; but the third time he passed, his attention was attracted by a female figure kneeling before an altar dedicated to the Virgin.— Something besides curiosity prompted him to stop and game. He did more than stop; he drew nearer, placing himself discreetly behind a massive pillar,thi bettar to obtain "NO ENTERTAINMENT IS SO CHEAP AS READING, NOR ANT PLEASURE SO LASTING." COLUMBIA, PENNSYLVANIA., SATURDAY MORNING, OCTOBER 15, 1 a view of her face. Pox some time she re mained absorbed in prayer. At length she raised her head, and the lamp above the im age of Our Lady shedding its rays full on the worshipper, revealed to him the features of Madeleine Qombert. He uttered an ex clamation of surprise, at which Madeleine looked round in the direction from whence the sound proceeded; but she soon withdrew them, unable, apparently, to penetrate the gloom. Once more she prayed, and Henri felt an almost irresistible longing to cast himself on his knees before the same altar and pray there, too. But the fear of dis turbing her made him pause, and while he hesitated she rose. She did not perceive that she was not alone in the chapel, and mime up to the spot where he stood. He put out his hand and caught her by the sleeve. She turned quickly, and, lighted by the altar lamp, beheld, close to her the countenance of the man for the repose of whose soul she had just been praying. The sight was enough to startle the strongest nerves. "Heaven! Monsieur Henri!" she cried. "Save me, Mother of Grace!" and as fast as her feet could carry her she rushed to the chancel door. To run after her was Henri Blaireau's first impulse, but be had not gone three yards before he tripped over an old woman who was fast asleep (at her prayers) in the aisle, and came down on the pavement with a crash. In the midst of a furious scolding Blaireau picked himself up as well as he could, and then, remembering for the first time what was due to the proprieties of a church, desisted from further pursuit. To quiet,,the old woman, whose occupation (be ', sides praying) was the letting of rush-bot toreed chairs to the pious, he gave her all the sous he bad in his pocket, and then stole away on tip-toe, thinking himself lucky in not having drawn on his head the fulmina tion of the officiating priest. Once outside, he quickened his steps; but all his haste was vain; he only arrived within sight of Mon sieur Gomberes door to see the skirt of Ma deleine's garment disappear as the portal was closed. Could be not find a lodging in the Rue Saint Alartin,—could he not find a lodging in the very house where Monsieur Gombert dwelt? He resolved to return next day and see about it. Fortune might be more propitious next time he encountered the beautiful Ma deleine; at all events, he would enjoy the melancholy pleasure—this is the way a lover always puts it—of seeing the object of his affections, even if ho were himself unseen. Mademoiselle Gotnbert said nothing to her father about her fright in the church of Saint Merri, but she made a confidante of Petronille. The old bonne crossed herself on hearing the fearful tale, and asked a great many questions. In what form did the apparition present itself—did it wear a shroud—was it very pale—did it speak—had it a smell of sulphur? All that Madeleine could say in reply was, that the spirit ap peared to her to be dressed in the usual male costume, and looked exactly like Mon sieur Henri Bodry. CHAPTER ri' The next morning, in order the bettor to execute his project unobserved, Henri Blaireau set off to the Rue do la Grande Friperie, where ho bought at one of the :numerous second-hand shops in that useful quarter, a three-cornered military hat and a long, gray dragoon-cloak, which last, though it had seen at least twenty years' service, was declared by the conscientious merchant who sold it to be better than new. Wrapping himself Closely in his dragoon's costume, he then proceeded to the Rue Saint Martin, and carefully reconnoitred Monsieur Gocabert'e house once more. Daylight enabled him to discover what had been hidden by the darkness of night, the very thing he desired: on one of the door posts of the open gr.teway was an ecritenu announcing that a garni, or furnished room, was to be-let, application to bo . made to the concierge. It was not on the ground floor, for these were the silk merchant's ware rooms; neither was it on the first floor (the house had no entresol,) for there were loca ted Monsieur Gombert and his family; neither was it on the third floor—but with out stopping at every landing-place, let tie climb at once to the top of the staircase, open the door of a chamber, familiarly termed a mansard or garret, and there we hare thejoli apartement, bien meuble, as the concierge poetically described it. What furnished it well, consisted of a trnokle bed without hangings, two rickety chairs and a still more rickety table; what made it handsome was, perhaps, the flooring of red tiles which, in spite of their colour, did net make the room look warm. It was, in short, a wretched hole, and Henri Blair eau shivered as he cast his eyes round it, but then he was under the same roof with the maid he loved, and that reconciled him, of course, to its wretchedness. He returned to the Eon d'Argent, settled his account, and loading an Auvergnat with his own and his deceased friend's trunks—a weight which the strongest mule might well have refused to carry—finally installed himself in his delectable abode. But there was one obstacle to complete concealment which no precaution could overcome. If there be any particular spot on the face of the globe, where gossip holds its head-quarters, it is in a Paris porter's lodge, and this was equally the fact in the reign of Louis the Fifteenth as it is in the reign of Napoleon the Third. The occn- pants of the lodge at Monsieur Gombert's were Pierre and Phrosine, an elderly couple, whose surname was Le Pocheux: the former had been for many years a soldier, the latter everything in the menial line, and their marriage has been as much an affairs de conrenance as if his father had called himself De Rohan and hers De Montmor ency. Gossip was the staple of their in• tellectual existence, and though there did not appear to be much tood for it in so simple a circumstance as the hiring of a garret at ten lirres a quarter, yet the mili tary externals of the new lodger had fixed the attention of Monsieur Pierre, whose scrutiny inclined him to think that the dress and its wearer did not not altogether correspond; so much baggage, too, was in compatible with the condition of a person who took up his lodging under the eaves; and, finally, Madame Phrosine had taken particular notice of very white hands, very bright eyes, and a very handsome face, as far as the cocked hat and the cape of the I cloak allowed them to be visible. The greatest ally of Monsieur and Madame Le Pucheux was, naturally, Madame Petronillo (they never failed to salute each other with the prefix which I have adopted,) and to her they imparted the news of the stranger's arrival, accom panied by their own enlightened common-. terries. Gossip is the mother of a great many children, and her eldest-bora is Cu riosity. The old bonne became curious about the mysterious dragoon, and it was not long before her curiosity was shared by Mademoselle Gonibert. To have a peep at him, Gri the first opportunity, was Petro nille's expressed intention. For the first hour or two after he was established in his now quarters, Henri Blaireau found occupation enough in trying to make it look more habitable; but when his process was at an end, and he found that, stretch his neck as he might from his solitary window (which only overlooked a court-yard,) he could see nothing of the ap partment in which Mademoiselle Gombort I resided, he began to got very impatient of confinement, and yearned to approach her more nearly. But to leave his room in broad daylight would be to court unneces sary observation, so he waited till it was dusk before he issued from his den. Then, wearing the attire on which he counted for disguise, in the event of his meeting Mon sieur Gornbert, he slowly descended the staircase, lingering at every step as be drew near the first floor. Ile had arrived at the last turning when he observed some one standing the doorway of Monsieur Gom bert's suite of rooms. There was just light enough for him to see that it was a woman; his heart at once told him who it was—and clearing the flight at a bound, he stood be fore her. Sho did not alter her position, but remained behind the shadow of the door. He was encouraged to speak, and after the ceremonious fashion of his time and nation, took off his bat as ho did so; scarcely had he uttered a word, before a violent scream saluted him, the door was slammed in his face, and he heard the cry of "Murder!" vociferated within, in the shrillest of female tones. He rushed down stairs; and, the porte coehero being not yet closed, reached the street without detention. Petronille, for she it was who had been lying in ambush, continued to exercise her lungs, as she floundered on the parquet, without daring to lift her head until she brought round her the whole of Monsieur Goinbert's household, with the exception of Madeleine, who, mere piously disposed than ever had gone again to vesper service, in the church of Saint Merri. "But what is the matter, my poor Pe trendier said Monsieur Gombett, as they raised the old woman, and conducted her into an inner room. "Oh, sirl sir!" she replied, with hysterical effort; "I have seen him—l myself!" "Seen whom, Petronille?" asked the silk merchant, tremulously. "Fresh from the grave, in his winding sheet,—with eyes like burning charcoal!" Monsieur Gombert groaned instintively, and did not repeat his question; Jacques, the clerk, Marie, the cook, and Felieite, the fille•de-chamber, were, however, clamorous to hear all. "But tell us, Petronille, for the love of Heaven!" "One, two, three,—as slowly as the clock strikes, I heard him decending the staircase, just as I was holding the door in my hand, after letting out Mademoiselle, when she went to vespers. flow can I tell why I wait ed to see who might becoming? These things are fatal Suddenly, before I knew what had happened, he stood within a yard of me. I might have touched him. Then I saw his face! The face of the young gentlemattfrom Lyons, who died last week at the Eon d'Ar gent, in the Rue dos Cannes. The face of Monsieur Bodryl" Mousier Gombert dropped into a chair, unable to utter a word; consternation was depicted on every countenance; and a loud knocking was heard at the outer door. Everybody (Monsieur Gombert only ex cepted)screamed again; and Pierre, the omoierge, came in, amazed, removing from his head a little skull-cap, made of carpet. "Monsieur Pierre." shrieked Petronille, "I have seen a ghost!" "Bahl" replied Pierre, "I've seen five thousand. A ghost and a dead man are the name thing, I imagine. When one sleeps on the field of battle, one sees plenty of ghosts." "Ah, but they don't walk, Pierre, those dead people," replied Petronille. "Very odd, if they did," said Pierre, "when their legs are shot away." The obstinacy of the old soldier did more to recover Petronille, than even his corpo real presence, and with as much emphasis, but more circumstance, she repeated her adventure. Still Pierre shook his head. "But Monsieur Gombert," continued the bonne, "has been visited by the some ghost. It is the ghost of a young man! He came to him an hour after his death. And what will you say, when I tell you,—my duty now compels me to reveal it,—that Modem- Oiselle Gombert, in her turn, has seen the spirit? No later than yesterday evening it appeared to her in the church of Saint Mer ri. On that account she has gone again to night, to consult Monsieur le Cure." "What is that you say?" cried Monsieur sieur Gombert. "Oh, my good friend Pierre run to the church and bid her return in stantly! Also, ask Monsieur le Cure to come ao soon as the service is over." The concierge no longer presumed openly to deny what was affirmed on eo much high er authority, but he obeyed Monsieur Gum bert's orders, and set of at once. EaSTLE When Henri Blaireau got into the street he was at a loss what to do next. One set of inclinations prompted him to go and get some dinner; another set of inclinations,— loftier, nobler, altogether becoming a lover— led him to folio's , ' the route which Mademoi selle Gombert had just taken. Accordingly he also bent his footsteps to the church of Saint Merri. Arrived there, he made no pause in the porch, lingered not an instant in the nave, took no heed of priests or old women, but plunging into the south aisle, steered his way softly through the labyrinth of piled up chairs, till he came to the chapel of the Virgin. What was his delight, as he cautiously peeped from behind the pillar where he had stood the evening before, when, in the same atti tude and in front of the same altar, he be held Mad'lle Gomberti Experience had taught him wisdom. His unlucky features, he resolved, should not get him into a scrape again. Ile advanced therefore, nt a quick step, covered his face with both hands, took advantage of a devo tee's privilege by plumping himself on his knees beside Madeleine, and bending down his head, began to pray with great fervor. Though such an association in worship was not so uncommon as to be remarkable, Mademoiselle Gombert felt a little uncom fortable at the close proximity of the stran ger. "Beate mater," murmured the new sup plicant, "intacta Virgo, gloriosa regina mundi, intercede pro noble ad—" He paused for a momont or two, and then, turn ing towards Mademoiselle Gombort, substi tuted for the right word, "Magdalenam;" and, before she could recover from her as tonisument, he added: "Forgive ma, Mademoiselle; but in me you behold the person who, last night, un happily caused you trouble." Madeleine rose hastily to her feet, and moved from the chapel; but sbo was over taken by Henri Blaireau before she had gone many steps. "Can it be?" she said, faintly. "Do the dead return to this world?" "Not the dead," said Henri, seizing her band; "not the dead, but the living." Madeleine's senses could not resist the fact of a human hand being clasped in hers —a hand warm as her own. The voice, too that breathed in her ear had no sepulchral tone. "If not the dead, who and what are you? The face I saw was that of Ilenri Bodry." "Mademoiselle, forgive a deception which: QM not premeditated—nay, was almost in voluntary. Henri Bodry, is, indeed no more; but lam not Henri Bodry. 0, you will pardon me, Mademoiselle Gombert, when you have heard my story." There was something so persuasive in his manner, that Madeleine was induced to listen. He was not a good common lawyer, but be was an excellent special pleader.— Is it necessary, then, to add that his suit was not unprosperous. "There is," said a rough but cheery sort of voice close behind them—the voice of Pierre the old concierge, carpct•cap in baud and on the broad grin—"l don't know what to do at home, ma'msell'. Madame Petron ille has been in 6ta, and everybody is dis tracted at having seen a ghost. I'm afraid," be added, turning to Henri, "I'm afraid it was yours, Monsieur." The stir at Monsieur Gombert's house had scarcely subsided, when Madeleine entered. "Father!" she cried, running in his arms, "I grieve for your distress—for poor Patron ille's—but there is one behind me(do not be alarmed at a mere personal resemblance) who can explain all." About a quarter-of-an bout* afterwards, the cure of Saint Merri was announced. Monsieur Clombert meat with a smiling air to meet him. "I don't .koovr," be said, "what you will think of my dieiernma. I sent for your spiritual aid; but instead of an exorcism,' think I will, upon the whole, ask you to have the kindness to bestow a blessiogi" Borrox WIT.--Judging from the allu sions in the Boston papers to a late distin guished lawyer, we would infer that, for the last twenty years, ell the wit in Massachu setts had been in Choate. $1,50 PER YEAR IN ADVANCE; $2,00 IP NOT IN ADVANCE. 59. From Blackwood's hlagazine- I Guilty or not Guilty. On the 12th of May, 1830, Jean Charles Bouillon was placed at the bar of the Seine Court of Assize, charged with poisoning his second and third wives, and his son, an in fant. He is described in tbe records of that court as being fifty-eight years of ago, of small stature, but well made, and hav ing a very intelligent countenance. He was born at Rheims. His parents got him admitted into the school at Brienne, where he had Napoleon for a school-fellow. Ho quitted this school in 1790, and entered the army as a volunteer. After the battle of Jemappes he was made a. lieutenant, and shortly afterward ho was attached to the army of the West, as a commissary, in which quality he resided at Nantes. In the year 1797 he belonged to the army of Italy, in the same capacity. In the fulfil meat of hie duties he was called upon to place seals upon the •nonts de piste (pawn- brekers,) at Verona and Padua. He was afterward accused of having appropriated some valuable articles, contained therein, to his own purposes. A council of war met to make inquiries into the matter, and he was sentenced by it to five years in irons. The judgment was annuled for informality, and a second inquiry took place, when be was acquitted. The president of the coun cil, however, in his report made some se vere reflections onßouillon's conduct, which I prevented his being restored to his former situation, although he continued to receive a pension until 1813. In 1799, Bouillon returned to France, and was married to a lady belonging to a most respectable family; the union turned oat unhappily, and they were divorced; the child, a boy, being left in the care of the mother, who, on its attaining the age of seven years, was to give it up to its father, who, however, took care never to claim it. From the time of his divorce, down to about 1823, he led rather a dissipated life; his pecuniary difficulties were considerable, and though he resorted to some rather equivocal methods of obtaining money, his circumstances were not improved thereby. In the last mentioned year, ho became ac quainted vvi;h an exchange broker, named Mirecourt, and his sister. The latter was possessed of some property, and Bouillon proposed to marry her; and, after some lit tle difficulties had been overcome, they were married. Soon afterward Mirecourt's af fairs wont wrong, his sister's property be ing partly swept away in the ruin. On the 25th of August, 1824, Bouillon and 'his wife left Paris for Noyent-sur- Seine. On arriving there, they went to the house of a M. Fruge, who, as he had re ceived no notice of their coming, was away from home, and they were, therefore, under the necessity of waiting two hours in the street. The same evening, Madame Bouil lon was seized with violent pains in her stomach, which her husband attributed to her waiting so long in the cold. The fol lowing day she seemed very well until the evening, when the pains returned with greater violence, and continued throttgho,ut the night. The nest morning, Madame Fruge urged Bouillon to send for :a doctor, but he refused, and, after making some tea for his wife, which he gave her himself , he started for a place five leagues distant. The condition of Madame Bouillon was at that time alarming. From the first moment of her seizure she had assorted she was poisoned, and expressed her opinion that it was caused by the soup she had taken on her way from Paris, having been pre pared in a dirty copper vessel. She con tinued to grow worse until the 30th, when she died. From the appearance of the body, no one who saw her doubted that she had been poisoned. Bouillon alone refused to believe. The rumor of the affair having reached the authorities, the body was ex humed and examined, but though there were extraordinary appearances which induced them to express an opinion that she had been poisoned, yet no poisonous substance was discovered. The prisoner affected the deepest grief at the loss of his wife; nevertheless, in a few months afterward he made several applica tions, with a view to marrying again, which were unsuccessful. Oa the 11th Ju1y,1826, he married a M'lle Despret against the wish of her friends. She appears to have been a person of a most excitable dispo sition, highly imaginative; so much so, in deed, that some of her relatives had, at times doubts of her sanity. She was for some time, a novice in the house of the Dames Hospitalieres of St. Thomas, and obeyed the rules with the most perfect resignation; nevertheless, she appeared to have some repugnance to taking the veil, and eventu ally, as stated above, married Bouillon. In March, 1827, she gave birth to a son. It was a premature birth, but the child was well shaped and strong; yet, up to the month of May, it was subject to continual attacks of vomiting, attended with convul sions. She directed that it should be sent into the country to nurse, which was ac cordingly done, and it recovered its health. On being returned to its mother the attacks began afresh; and on the sth of December of the same year it died—in the opinion of the doctor—of poison. A post usertern ex amination was proposed, but objected to by the prisoner on the ground that the child h tying once vomited two pins, some more might be found, which uremia only add to the grief of his wife. Singularly enough, when the examination—ordered by the Court [WHOLE NUMBER 1,5921. —of the body took place, two pins were found in it—the one in the right hip, the other between the third and fourth ribs-- the points of both being directed toward the exterior of the body. The motive for the crime, as suggested by the public prosecutor, was the desire on the part of Bouillon to relieve himself of the burden of its maintenance; also, that having determined to sacrifice his wife, it became doubly necessary to sacrifice his child, inasmuch as its continued existence, after its mother's death, would have been a bar to his getting possession of 11,000 or 12,000 francs. No sooner had the child died than the mother was attacked in a similar manner, which gave rise in the doctor's mind, to the gravest suspicions. On one occasion, Bou illon, at the moment he was going out, took her a basin of tisane, which she declined to drink; he insisted and she, therefore, swal lowed it, and a quarter of an hour after- I ward she was seized with violent vomiting. atteuded with extreme acridity and thirst. For three weeks after she was subjected to these attacks, which were always sudden, and generally came on after taking some prepared drink. The doctor, convinced that she was being poisoned, that the substan ces thrown up from the stomach should be I preserved; but these directions were always eluded. Oa the morning of the 4th May, Bouillon passed a short time by the bed of his wife, and afterward left her to go to Versailles. Directly after he had left, she sent for Dr. Iticquest, to whom she, with great agitation, stated that she had some thing frightful to communicate; that on the morning of the 4th of May, her husband brought her a cup of tisane; that while she was in the act of kissing the hand which offered it to her, she saw him drop some thing from the other into the cup; that she told her husband to put it on the table, and she would drink it presently; that as soon as be had gone out, she examined the cup, and found therein something white, which ebo put into the saucer; that the following morning her husband came into the room, and seeing her quiet, he asked her, with a frightened air, - what she had done with the tisane; to which she replied that she had thrown it out of the window; and finally, she added that before be departed for Ver sailles, she saw him open his writing-desk, and take from thence a small packet, wrapped is white paper, which be put into his pocket. On finishing her recital, Madame Bouillon handed to Dr. Ricquest a paper containing the substance which she bad taken from the cup, and which, on being analyzed, proved to be arsenic; and, at the same time, ad jured him to preserve the most profound se crecy with respect to what she bad related to him. By the advice of Dr. Ricquest, she left her husband's house in his absence, and retired to a private asylum for sick people. The doctor was in an unpleasant predica ment. On the one hand, be feared that if he were silent, she might be poisoned; and on the other, it was an offence against the laws for a medical man to divulge any cir cumstance communicated to him profes sionally. In his emergency he related to another doctor what, had occurred. But nothing was decided upon then. Some days afterward, Madame Bouillon called upon him and showed him a letter, wbiah she said had been written at her husband's dic tation, and it was her intention to send to him. In this letter she retracted all she had previously stated, and, in ansrver to the remonstrances of the doctor, she told him that her husband had agreed to make her an allowance, and that be himself would go abroad. Dr. Ricquest eventually decided on giving information to the authorities, who ordered Bouillon to be apprehended and put on trial. After all the abort, facts had been deposed to in Court, it was decided that Madame Bouillon should lie allowed to make a statement, which she accordingly did, to the following effect: She affirmed in the most honest manner, that her husband was entirely innocent; that she had no recollection whatever of having made the statements imputed to her; that, if she did make them, she must hare been laboring under mental aberration at the time; and reproached bitterly with hav ing said anything to cause her husband an much suffering. She asserted that, so far from herself and her husband having had disputes; their establishment was a "model" one. In the middle of her examination, the Court suspended its sittings for a few min utes, in order that she might get tome re freshment; and on her return to Court, she stepped up to the dock and held out her hand to the prisoner, who took it eagerly.-- This action on the part of Madame Bouillon excited groat emotion in the Court, which. throughout the trial, was crowded to suffo cation. On her examination being resumed sbe persisted in saying that all she bad stated to the prejudice of ber husband was false, and that she was quite unconscious of having made such statements. Several times during her examination, the prisoner was deeply affected by the affectionate manner in which else spoke of him. After hearing speeches from the counsel for the prisoner and from the public prose. ontor, the jury retired, and, after delibera ting an hour, returned into Court, with a verdict of "Nor Gomm" s i s.. The man este got the last word ism disputing with a woman. has advertised to whistle for a wager against a looatnotive.
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