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THE 6CKANTON TKIJJUNE-SATURDAY MOUNTED. SEPTEMBER 21). 1894.
OF AN ITALIAN
It b DtTeloped Id Intrigue and Is Culminat
ing la Crime.
EXPLOITS OF A MODERN BORGIA
Roman Girl of Extraordinary Beauty
Who Poisoned Her First Husband,
Planned to Kill Her Second and In
duced Him to Murder Her Lover.
For til Saturday Tribune
Penelope Caroevali, a young Roman
Ionian of rare beauty, appeared In the
Troslnono criminal court lato In August
Xo bo tried for murdering her llrst hus
band. Mario Carnevall, her second hus
band, took his place bcsldo her to answer
the charge of killing her lover. This Uou
iblo trial is the culmination of a criminal
romance such as has been seldom equaled
Sot Intricacy and novelty oven In tho va
ried experience of the Roman police,
j Penelope Alonghinl was 15 years old in
11883. She was tho daughter of a prosper
ous Roman tradesman and had been care
fully educated by a governess. Her prepa
ration for society was to bo finished In a
young women's Bcmliiary In Home. She
was exceptionally handsome, was to have
a large dowry nnd was expected to make
the line matuh which these conditions al
most Invariably guaranteo In Italy. Her
mother had set her cap for a nobleman.
Early In 1S83, however, Penelope mot
on her way to tho seminary Mnrio Carno
vall, a retired cavalry officer with only his
face and flguro to recommend him, Ho
was generally worthless, had spent all his
money and was looking for an opportuni
ty to marry for money. He learned what
Penelope's prospects were and proposed an
elope "t. Old Mcnghini heura that his
duug or had been tempted by a cavalry
officer, and to protect her sent a maidserv
ant with her to school every day. Never
theless Penelope eventually smuggled out
of tho house a letter telling her cavalry
man that she would run away with him.
On her sixteenth birthday ho called at
the seminary, Introduced himself as her
undo, and under the pretext of taking her
to see a sick aunt carried her oil to a Ro
man suburb. Site lived with him a year.
When she returned home, still Penelope
iUengliinl, she had a baby, but It was hur
ried into an orphan asylum.
Her beauty was unimpaired, and in her
eighteenth year was striking enough to
gain for ber the love of William Jones, a
young English engineer, who knew noth
ing of her past. He had money, and she
married him. He worshiped her. Slio
had her bos at the theater, her horses and
carriages and a largo house, In which she
entertained her friends lavishly, yet when
Carnevall, her old lover, caiuo back to
Rome sho welcomed him secretly.
Jones soon discovered that his wife was
deceiving him. He did not have tho cour
age to leavo her. The struggle between
his sense of honor and bis love unnerved
him, and he fell 111. One morning his phy
sician found him dead In bed. It was a
suspicious case, but as Jones was only an
Englishman and did not have a kinsman
In all Italy tho Italian doctor let the body
be buried without an examination.
In Italy a widow must wait at least ten.
months after her husband's death before
marrying again. On the day. when her
ten months expired Mrs. Penelope Jones
became the wife of Mario Carnevall. Sho
had her dowry and tho property left by
Jones, and for a year or moro she and her
cavalryman lived In royal stylo. Tho mon
ey was scattered right and left on serv
ants, horses, theaters and races. In sport
ing society of the bettor class nobody cut
i wider swath than did Carnevall and his
beautiful wife. Although their home was
ji Palllano, tbeir faces were familiar at
til the race tracks of Rome and Naples,
and Carnevall ran a few horses, but With
out bucccss. When the money had van
ished, they borrowed moro, bought a vino
yard and tried to pay their expenses by
growing grapes. Carnevali reformed. The
change lost him his wife's affection.
She made lovo to Augusto d'Ottavl, a
postoffloe official, entrapped him and sep
arated him from his wife and two chll-
AUQfeSTO D'OTTAVI. ,
drcn. She uworo to him that he was the
first man She had ever loved, but he got
an Inkling of hor history: One day, after
he hl reproached her for unfaithfulness,
he snatched a letter frdm her pockot and
'Take this, and If I am over unfaithful
you will bavo my lifo and my husband's
in yjur hands. That Is my guarantee."
The letter had been written by Penelope
to Carnevali juso t... (.caiii. It
Darx-ino Mario William died a moment
ago. I tremble for fear that an examination
will be made, for, as yon must have guessed, I
poisoned him so as to be yours and yours only.
If 1 am discovered and imprisoned, I shall pray
that yon remain faithful to your
D'Ottavl took the letter, but the discov
ery of Penelope's crime changed his feel
ings toward her. She notloed the ohango,
tnea ToTjnng mm tclc and proposed tnas
he and she put Carnevall out of the way.
D'Ottavl called her an ogress, loft ber an
declined to answer her letters.
Onoe convinced that she had lost him,
the planned bar re von go. Her husband
went to Rome for a few days. Ho bad
hardly arrived when he received Penelope's
letter confessing her Intimacy with D'Ot
tavl and placing the entire blamo of her
behavior on his shoulders. After telling
an Ingenious story of temptations laid by
D'Ottavl In her way and of his eventual
success In misleading hor she closed tho
letter in apparent penitence:
"I must suffer for my sin, although It
was forced upon mo. When you receive
this lottcr, I shall be no longer in this
world, for I am about to take potson.
Darliug Mario, care for our beloved chil
dren. Toll them that I loved you dearly,
and that I foil through no fault of my
own. Forglvo mo, Mario. Goodby for
ever." All the show of penitence, however, hod
the one object of Inciting Carnevall to
avenge his supposed wrongs upon D'Otta
vl. Penolope had no more Idea of taking
her own life than of tolling the truth
about hor rotations to her last lover.
Promptly aftorsoniling tho let ter sho swal
lowed some harmless fluid from a bottle
labeled "poison," rejected the nssistnnco
of the frightened servants, who thought
Bbe was killing herself, and then disap
peared, so as to leave the Impression that
sho bad gone away to die, altbough, In
fact, sho wont to tho house of an ofUcer In
Carnovall meantime had returned tolils
home. Ho board that his wife had taken
poison and disappeared. Ho loaded bis
revolver, went to the postofflco and with
out a word of explanation shot D'Ottavl
flvo times. D'Ottavi fell dead by his desk.
Carnevall wt to tho police station and
justified his with the story told in
his wife's lettu
Up to this time tho police know nothing
of tho poisoning of Jones. When they
searched D'Ottavl's desk, however, they
found the Incriminating lottcr which Pe
nelope had given him as a guarantee of her
faithfulness. They found also other let
tors, which proved tho falseness of the sto
ry told In tho letter recoivud by Carnevall
The search for Penelope was begun, but
was long fruitless. When found in Paler
mo, sho was living under on assumed
name with a cavalry captain of the Italian
army. Sho had not remuinod faithful to
him even for the short time she had pass
ed under his protection. Ho had fought
two duels on her account and was still
nursing tho wound from tho last one. Ho
had been lucky enough, howevor, to en
gage a nurse; otherwise he might have
been Penclopo's third victim, for sho was
tired of him and was socking a pretext to
leave him for o young count.
Pcnclopo is described by the Romo dal
H ns wondcrfnlly beautiful, desplto hor
11 years of lntrlguo and crlino..
HE EATS RATTLESNAKE FRIES.
John Heury Howard Says They Are Very
Succulent When Properly Prepared.
John Henry Howard of Kentuoky eats
rattlesnakes. Ho says there is no finer del
ioacy than a juicy rnttlor If wall cooked.
Mr. Howard has been eating rattlesnakes
for about ten years. Possibly this accounts
for his fine, robust appearance and general
good health and in a measure for tho faot
that he weighs $20 pounds. To a St. Louis
Post-Dispatch correspondent, who asked
him to tell how ho acquired this strange
liking for rattlesnakes, he said:
''One of my uncles told mo ho had heard
of peoplo eatin rattlesnakos, so out of
curiosity I thought I'd try one. . The
woods In tho section whor I live has al
lers been full of snakes. The next day
after I had boon told snakes was good I
started out on a hunt for a rattler. I
wasn't long In flmlin one. I hammered
his head off, took htm home, skinned him
and soon had him In the fryin pan.
"My mother and sisters wouldn't 6tay
in the houso whllo I was a-cookln of the
thing, but I couldn't help that. Arter the
sarpent was dono I took him out, put him
on a pinto, peppered him over, sloshed a
little vinegar on him and went to work.
My stomaeh kinder humped up in protest
at the first bite, but on tho second it quiet
ed down and received tho snako with evi
"Tho next day I had another sarpent
tinder my belt, and tho day after that, and
so on, until I formed a perfect passion for
snako fries. Thar ain t no food on earth
that's any bettor than a fine, fat, well
"Young rabbits Is good, squirrels Is
toothsome, quails is awful Lies, young
chickens Is not to bo sneezed at, but uone
of 'cm has any chance with mo if I can git
a big, fat rattlesuako. Tho rattler's flesh
looks a good deal like chicken, and when
it is fryin tho odors of it is exactly Uko
young chickens fryin. I tell you, you
won't noTcr know first olass eatin until
you l'arn to cat rattlesnake.".
"Did you over try eating any other
'yas; tried a copperhead one bito.
That dono mo from then till now. Itmado
me sick. Whew! I don't like to think
Mother Itandelbaum Rcdlvlvtu.
A Coluii'bus newspaper claims that
Mother Masdolbaum, tho notorious fence
who fled from New York a few years ago
and whoso death was reported at Montreal
recently, Is now living in Columbus. Tho
reported death was only a ruse to divert
tho eagle eyo of the law.
THE LAND OF DREAMS.
The twilight deepens, the shadows creep,
Tho moonlight quivers in silver beams,
And silent weslep in the boat of sleep,
And drift to the shadowy laud of dreams.
Ob, mystic land where the dead return,
And warm lips cllug in tho deathless kiss;
And tho years are not, and the weary learn
That anguish dies In the arms of bliss.
Afar in that holy, ontaiown land.
Ambition gathers the flower of fame;
And fortune reaches hor golden wand, '
And pure and white is the soul of shame.
The shackles fall from the prisonot there,
The peasant sits on the throno a king;
. The bliud eyes open to all that's fair,
And deaf ears iiear, and the dumb Hps sing.
Dreams! Who can toll what moHscngcrs
Around us all in the hush of night;
When the form lies still as the soulless clay.
1 And we follow ourselves through love and
And who shall any but the land of dreams
Is tho land of the living, after all;
And daily Ufc, with its sears and seams, '
Is only a dream when the shadows fall.
-Martha Bonner In boston Globe,
Hiss Catherine Drexel Ma; SOn Emerge from
SHE WAS DISAPPOINTED IN LOVE
Washington Correspondent Says the
Wealthy Nun Will Marry an Old
Lover After Leaving the Convent.
Some American Precedents Cited
In Support of This Course.
For the Saturday Tr.bunt.
A sensational story is sent out from
Washington by the correspondent of the
Cincinnati Enquirer concerning the re
ported defection of MissCatberino Drexel,
a daughter of the Philadelphia branch of
the wealthy Drexel family, from the ranks
of tho Cutholio sisterhood. The story la
the more Interesting as It is coupled with
the rumor that the lady is shortly to enter
Into tho holy bonds of matrimony. This
bus created considerable of a stir in the
highest social circles of New York and
Miss Catherine Drexel's story Is u very
romautio one. She Is the second of three
daughters of the late Francis Drexel. In
very early youth she placed her affections
on Walter Georgo Smith, the son of an
intimate friend and near neighbor of the
Drexel family, at their country home at
Torresdale, near Philadelphia. Hor suc
cessful rival was her oldcHt sister, Eliza
beth, though tho latter hod no suspicion
that sho was such.
When all arrangements for the marriage
of Elizobeth Drexel nnd Walter Georgo
Smith were completed, Catborino Drexel
announced her intention of retiring from
tho world and of devoting her great for
tune to the church in missionary work
among tho Indians. She took her vows
at a convent in Pittsburg and was there
after known In religion as Sister Gather
lue. In a short time Sister Catherine bO'
came superioress of a new convent that
owed its cxistenco to ber wealth.
Mr. and Mrs. Smith passed tho first
year of tholr married lifo In Europe. Mrs.
Smith's fulling health induced tho pair to
return to tho IVresdale homestead, whero
she died. And it Is the brother-in-law to
whom Sister Cutheritio had so long ago
given her heart that sho is to marry, ao
cording to the story as it conies from Phil
Now arises the question, "Aro nuns'
vows irrevocablef" Tho popular notion is
that a woman once vowed to tho cloister
is under a sort of life sentence. And yet
no tli lug is further from the truth.
The pope has the power of fully dispcnS'
lng from what are called ''solemn vows."
The bishops have tho right to release from
"simple vows." Both the holy father and
tho bishops aro called upon to exercise
their rights in this matter much oftoner
than peoplo think, for as a matter of
church policy tho promoters of a monas
tic lifo do not furnish such data to the
In these latter times there does not seem
to bo much oncourogomont given to tho
practico of perpetual vows. By tho laws
of Franco life vows are Invalid, but sucb
disapproval by the civil power has no
weight with the canon law. St Vincent
do Paul, who established the order of the
Sisters of Charity in 1634, ordained that
their vows should be taken for one yeai
only. Ho was tho first founder of a reli
gious ordor wbo took the ground that It
was possible for tho members of a reli
gious community to boldly use their tal
ent and labor with it in the world Instead
of burying it in tho seclusion of the clois
ter. He said: "Your convents must be the
bouses of the sick; your cell, the cbambei
of suffering; your chapel, tho parish
church; your cloister, the wards of the
hospital; your rule, the vow of obedience;
your grille, the fear of God; your veil to
shut out the world, holy modesty."
In the many political upheavals ot
France, during which various religious
orders have suffered abolishment, tho Sis
ters of Charity bavo been always allowed
to exist, oven in the days of the terror and
of tho directory. Tho Little Sisters of tho
Poor Is the only other ordor looked upon
with government favor in Franoe.
There are many American precedent
for Miss Drexel's action. Tliero is th
case of Miss RoaocmnB, daughter of Gen
eral Rosecrans of Ohio, who for some years
was an Ursullno nun in an Ohio convent.
She secured a release from her vows and
is now the companion of her father In hit
declining days. Then one of the daugh
ters of the late General Phil Kearny, aftet
spending several years as a nun, first In
the Sacred Hoart convent and subsequent
ly with tho Carmelites In Paris, found
that she was unfitted for the lifo of the
cloister. A dispensation from tho vowe
was granted by tho holy father, and she
now makes her home with her mother In
In this country, as in Europe, tho nun
neries have bad many distinguished in
mates, with the great difference that, while
here the clolstored lifo Is an entirely vol
untary ono, In tho old world a girl Is fre
quently, from her very birth, destined for
One of the daughters of General Win
field Scott was a nun of the Visitation con
vent of Georgetown, D. C, where she dlod
some years before hor distinguished fa
ttier. It Is not genornlly known that Fan
nie Allen, the beautiful daughter of rug
ged old Ethan Allen ot Tlconderoga fame,
forsook all the joys and pleasures of the
world for a life of prayer and meditation
In a Canadian convent of the strictest
rulo. Her parents made many efforts to
luro hor from hor nunnery, but to tho
eud she was steadfast and faithful. Sho
dlod In her Montreal convent
Machine Ma As Alt,
"Is it conceivable that embroidery
done on a sewing machine can be a
work of art?" a correspondent asks. It is
conoeivablo, but highly improbable. ' A
person of genius might give expression
to his art through any modi tun, how
ever unpromising, but it ia difficult to
imagino any one of ordinary artistic in
telligence, still loss of genius, making
the attempt on a sewing machine.
A worker on a sewing machine may
impart to the objoct he ia engaged upon
something of the artistio qualities of
good design and good color, but that
personal factor which distinguishes all
handicraft will in all probability, be
missing, and wifboutlt there can beno
uirog as work of art Mere perfec
tion of .execution will not save it
Auold fashioned "sampler," indicat
ing tho bent of a child's imagination,
however halting the execution, might
more justly be considered a work of art
than the most "highly finished repro
duction of a painting" wrought on a
sewing machine such as I saw recently
commended as something to be admired.
THE STORY OF A BARGAIN.
Bow a Young Man Bought Borne Books
lie Did Not Want.
The young man had more books than he
could carry away with him when he mov
ed from one furnished room to another.
His hours of work were such that he had
very llttlo time for reading, and If he had
chosen to read he had good books of his
own. Moreover, ho didn't like Bulwer
Lytton; had nover read him, except in
short extracts, and dfdn't care if he never
Therefore the agent who came in to sell
him a set ot Bulwer on the installment
plan was on an apparently hopeless mis
sion. But these clever, well dressed agents
make tholr boavy commissions by selling
books to people who don't went to buy,
says tho Chicago Record man. And the
IIE LISTENED AND WAS LOST.
real agent, tho successful one, isn't a
cheap, long haired creature of chattering
tongue, but a bright and cautious man,
who can chat on all topics and who brings
bis arguments to bear gradually.
Ho knows Bulwer and can talk rather
brilliantly of his qualities, He points out
in the sample volumo certain beauties of
typography and illustration such as might
have been overlooked. Then he shows by
comparison with other editions, of which
you bave never heard, that his set is ridic
ulously cheap at $12, and the advantage ot
tho whole thing is that It can be paid for
at the rate of 25 cents a week! The col
lector will call once a month to get the
Installment of $1, and in thooourso of time
the books will bo paid for, and the pur
chaser will never "feel it."
That's tho groat argument.
Ho will say: "You can pay $1 a month
and never feel it. Probubly you'd spend
tho money anyway and not get anything
for it. The first thing you know you will
have your sot paid for."
Tho young man listened to this sodac
tlvo talk and was lost. Ho didn't want a
sot of Bulwer, It is true, but so long as he
could get it for practically nothing and
pay without "feeling It" ho might as well
tako advantngo of a good thing. The books
would be delivered to him on payment of
$1, an exhibition of confidence on tbejiart
of the publishing concern.
The contract read well, and ho signed it.
One day, a month later, ho was leaving
tho office whon a small man with a rusty
beard stoppod him and asked for$l. "Oh,
that sot ot Bulwer!" said he, feeling In
his pockets. "I had forgotten all about
that. " But ho borrowed l and gave it to
tho collector. Next month the collector
came just as ho was arranging to goto
tho theater. If he hadn't paid, ho might
bavo squandered his money for a ticket.
Tho set of Bulwer was thrown back Into
his closet, and bo repented the purchase,
but tho collector came ovary month, and
he paid tho dollar without "feeling It"
At tho end of six months tho set of books
had depreciated in value so much, In his
own estimation, that ho came to regard
tho collector as bis natural enemy.
But ho was never really angry until in
passing a secondhand book store one day
ho saw a duplicate set, as good as new,
marked $3. And now ho lays the books
along his trousers at night to hold the
He Got a Scoop.
"You newspaper men aro always look
ing out for 'scoops,' " said M. C. Brown
to a St. Louis Globe-Democrat reporter,
"I onoo know a man who got into a peck
of troublo because ot a 'scoop' he got. It
was In a Missouri town where there were
two papers, and whero really thore was
not room for moro than one. A 'scoop,'
therefore, counted for something, and the
lucky editor who got it crowed mightily
over bis coutomporory. Well, one day
while out squirrel hunting with a small
rifle ono of tho newspaper men found the
body of a man with a bullet bole in his
head. Both papers went to press next
day. Hero was a ehanco for a 'sooop.' Ho
dragged tho body behind a fallen tree, cov
ered it with brush and leaves and thon
wrote a two column story about it. The
unpleasant result was that be was arrested
on suspicion of being tho murderer. Ho
alone knew whero the body was to be
found, the bullet that caused death fitted
his squirrel gan, and things looked blaok
for him. Tho rival paper dwelt on all
these suspicious circumstances at great
length. After my friend had lain in jail
a couple of weeks, ball being refused, evi
dence was discovered which led to his ac
quittal and ultimate conviction of the
Foretold Her Own Death.
The death of Miss Emily Cecilia Prim
rose ot Brooklyn was foretold by herself a
week prior to Its occurrence. Miss Prim
rose was only 10 years old. tall, striking
ly handsome, of fine physique and cheer
ful disposition. She had many friends,
and while seated with several of them on
the front stoop ot ber residence on the
Thursday evening preceding her death she
"I shall not live another week. I have
had a presentiment tonight by seeing the
craps hanging from tho door."
From that day until the day of her death
Miss Primrose talked of hardly anything
but ber approaching death. She bade all
her friends goodby, explaining ber reasons
for taking leave ot them.
At 8 o'clock tho next Wednesday morn'
ing she was taken ill with pains in the re
gion of the hoart She bad been troubled
In a similar manner on other occasions,
but thought nothing of it In three hours
she, was dead.
Changed From Black to Wnlte.
In Chambers county, Ala., there resides
K 18-year-old girl whose skin is as white
and smooth as that of an albino. Nine
yean ago she was as black as the regula
tion southerner. The change Is the result
of a skin disease called lencopatby.
A little girl who was taken by her mam
ma to see the waxworks told ber they
might be wax, but they didn't work.
Si PULE FACE
IN THE MIRROR
It Was the Figure or a Han Who Drew a
HIS ARM WAS RAISED TO STRIKE
Queer Picture That Spoke a Mysteri
ous Message of Warning Dissi
pated Son of a Neighbor Ta ke
This Means of Trying to Pay His
Debts The Would-Be Assassin
"In my youth wo nover heard of this
thing you call mental telegraphy, theoso
phy and tho like, but every now and then
thero took place, as now, occurrences
which puzzled the thoughtful, though they
had no name to give the phenomena. But,
like most young girls, I was skeptical of
all that was not directly natural when I
thought of It at all, which was not often,
until I bad the experience I am going to
tell you of," said an elderly lady at are
cent social gathering in Philadelphia, ac
cording to the Times of that city.
"When I was 17, I visited New York at
the height of the social season and partici
pated in many of tho gayetles of the time.
One night, after returning from a recep
tion, I disrobed myself ot my trained even
ing dress and sat down to brush my hair
before retiring. My seat was just in front
of a large glass above my dresser, or what
was then called a ' bureau, ' on wh lch I had
placed the jewelry I had worn, Including
some very valuable diamonds.
"As I plied tho brush my eyes naturally
fell on this mirror, which reflected the
room behind me, and as I continued to
look I saw evolving Itself apparently from
empty air the figure of a man. lie was
well dressed, oven stylishly, and was after
a fashion handsomo, but deathly palo, and
his eyes glittered feverishly. Ho crept
nearer and nearer to me, scorning to look
only at the diamonds loosely strewn upon
the tablo before me, but his right band
was thrust into his breast, and as he stood
over mo ho suddenly jerked it out and
ruised hijili above me a small Spanish dag
ger, tho hilt of which was of a dead gold,
or Etruscan gold, as it Is called. This
was set with rubies, which I noticed with
that peculiar attention to trifles so often
displayed in moments ot danger.
"Up to this point I hud been too torri
fled to call out or even to move, not eveu
turning my bead to look behind me, but
watching the movements ot the assassin
as they wcro reflected In tho mirror. But
as he brought down his hand, with a swift,
murderous motion, to strike mo from my
choir with a sing blow, tho spell that
bad held me snapped, and I sprang to my
feet with a shriek of terror and rushed to
"Even os I ran I wondered at not en
countering tho man, but though I could
not remember afterward seeing him at
all I did not stay, but unlocking the door
flung It open, still screamingas fast as tho
sounds could issuo from my Hps. It hap
pened that two of my young men cousins
had lingered later than tho rest of tho
family at the entertainment referred to,
and having just conio In were coming up
the main staircase, close to my room.
Rushing to these, I threw myself Into tho
arms of the nearest, Christopher, shriek
ing: 'The man! Oh, the man!'
"Tho two young men hurried to my
room and looked about, but could sec no
one. The windows were all fastened, and
as I bad myself just come out of the sin
glo door to the apartment and from which
no ono else could have slipped without our
seeing them tho only cbanco was for the
burglar to have concealed himself in the
"By this time tho rest of the household
were aroused, and a thorough search was
made, but no trace of the strange visitor
THE APTABIT10N IK THE MIRROR.
could be found, so It was thought I had
fallen asleep in my chair and my fright
was the result of a dream.
"By tho next night I had so thoroughly
been laughed into believing this that I
took my seat before tho mirror and began
brushing my hair as nonchalantly as at
first, when, to my utter horror, I saw that
figure form Itself from nothing absolute
ly nothing and again advance upon me
with that menacing attitude Again it
raised its hand to strike, tho terrible eyes
seemed to glare into mine, fixed on them
In tho mirror, and, as beforo, released from
the horror that held me stricken into mar
ble, I leaped to my feet and ran, scream
ing, into the corridor without. I glanced
back into the room, but there was no ono
visible there, but I was not to bo convinc
ed this time that an overheated imagina
tion was to blamo. I flod to my aunt's
door, and as she opened it fell, fainting, in
"The next night I Insisted that Marian,
my maid, should occupy a little antecham
ber opening into mine, and my stalwart
cousin Christopher slept on a cot In the
hall just outside my door. Returning lato
from a ball, I wivs too fatigued to brush
my hair as usual, bnt sat for 6omo mo
ments looking nt myself In the glass I
was a little vain in those days when all
at onco I saw behind mo tho man, with
his knife In his bond.
"But this time bo did not evolve from
air, bnt was there real flesh and blood, his
hot breath nearly scorching Die back of
my neck. I leaped to my feet, with a
scream, and as I did so he struck at mo,
but the blado ghinccd aside, wounding me
only slightly In the shoulder. I screamed
aloud, and he felled me with a blow just
lit Marian and Christopher came rushing
in. Seeing them, the robber and assassin
sprang for tho open window and would
have escaped by leaping an easy feat for
a muscular man in the window of the
bouse next door, which was also open and
only about thrco feet distant (this had
evidently been the way by whloh he had
entered and whloh he used as an ogress),
but Christopher caught him and dragged
him back, and after a struggle secured
him, aided by his brothers, who had been
summoned by Marian. So when I opened
my eye from my swoon It was to see the
would be murderer lying bound, while
near mo lay a small dagger, with a han
dle cf Etruscan gold, studded with rubles.
"My assailant was the son of the family
residing next door, and from the love ot
dross and pleasure beyond his means had
Involved himsolf hopelessly in debt, and
aafilniimx .diamonds hod. colvexL the.
laeo of killing or it least llfcnofng me
and stealing them to pay his debts. But,
though his mind had dwelt persistently
on the sebemo, ho hod lacked courage to
carry It out until the nlghtof the ball."
THE MISSING LINK.
Paris It Mow Interested In a Troglodyte
Paris now boasts of the possession of a
troglodyte oddity which surpasses in ac
tion and appearance anything ot tho kind
that has ever been exhibited in circus or
menagerie. The young aspirunt to mor
phological distinction Is called Mllo. Juli
ette All wbo have formed the acquaint
ance of this young m mkey aro astonished
at her deliberate, seniihuiuan deportment.
This not so much on account of the clover
tricks sho has learned as becauso of tho In
telligence displayed in her looks, in her
familiarity with visitors and in all her
In tho llttlo Rue do Pontolso, not far
from the Boulevard St. Germain, a small
store has been transformed Into a recep
tion room for mademoiselle. A large sign
bears the Inscription, "Zoologlo Parlsl
enne." "On entering the room," says a
French correspondent, "wo find Julietto
chastely attired in a long chemisette with
red ribbons, seated on a high Infant chair.
She Is preoccupied with the Inspection of
an album containing portraits and auto
graphs. The leaves are carefully turned.
Little attention is paid to tho Latin hlero-
A BOOK LOVER.
glyphics on the written pages, but each
portrait is minutely examined, and disgust
or approval finds expression In apish lingo.
"As wo draw nearer to tho chair Juli
etto offers us her right hand very politely.
Sho Insists on proper decorum, for one of
our party had bis beard pulled in no gen
tlo manner when ho offered his left hand
in return. It seems that the young lady
has a penchant for bearded visitors, a sort
of reservound ill will characterizing her
demeanor toward tbo ladles or toward
"Successful monkey mashers niustralso
full beards. '
"Whilo Julietto is busy f tamlnlng the
faces In her album M. Jon eln, her own
er, furnishes ber biography. A few months
ago a German coasting vessel spent some
time on tho Kongo shoro. Somo of tho
sailors who had penetrated into ono of tho
numerous shore forests found themselves
In the pregenco of two strange yet perfect
ly docilo beings. At their approach the
larger of tho pair, which was about 5 feet
in height nnd which appeared to l;o the
mother, uttered cries of astonishment and
climbed Into tho nearest tree, Juliette,
tho smaller monkey, was readily induced
to accompany tho sailors. Oue of tho
party had somo red ribbon In his pocket,
with which ho coaxed the llttlo ono away.
Tho mother, however, soon came down
from her perch and followed the daughter.
When tho ship sailed, both were on board
and on good terms with all tho Inmates
except the cook, who was obliged to keep
everything In tho lockers. Tho mother
died ufter two days at sea, according to
the doctor's opinion, from indigostion. A
young Degress aboard nursed the Infant
monkey and kept it in good hcolth until
Havro was reached, when the captain In
duced M. Jousscin to buy it 'I lovo Juli
etto as trv own child,' assured tho geolo
gist. 'Sue sleeps, cats and plays with mo
and appreciates my affection as much as
would a human child.' "
NO LONGER A TERRORIST.
A Convicted Spanish Anarchist Bepenti
the Error of Ilia Ways.
The Anarchist Salvador Franco, lying
under sentence of death for the outrage at
the Liceo theater, Barcelona, has admit
ted his guilt and has ncccptcd the reli
gious ministrations which he at first re
jected. It appears that tho chango In bis
disposition was effected through a perusal
ot the works of Balmcs, tho learned priest
and writer who was 6tyled by Cardinal
Wiseman ''a light of tho western church."
The books wero lent him by his sister, who
is a nun, and who was allowed to visit
him in lils cell in Barcelona prison.
Speaking of himself, Franch said:
"It has been belioved that the Llceo
crime was tho result of a preconceived
purpose to avengo the death of Pallas.
Thlj Is not so. My resolution matured
during tho tiino of my Imprisonment In
Valencia. I then Inwardly resolved that
every stroke of tho lash I thero received
should cost society tears of blood. I had
no motive for avonging1 Pallas. I had my
own exclusive schemo for making society
pay dearly for its Injustice and exploitation
of poor men.
"For some time it was my bolicf that
terror was to bring about the termination
of social Inequality, and that I was acting
justly In tho deed of the Liceo. I am now
convinced that justico could not inspire
such deeds. In anything I am now do
ing or may do in future I follow the
teachings of Balmcs. Political clubs that
flatter us are our worst advisors. It is
bad enough to frequent taverns and other
places of corruption, but it is worse to be
long to associations that work upon the
credulity and Ignorance of ttie people.
"I am no longer an anarchist. I now
deplore with all my soul tho deeds I have
dono. I then refused religious counsels,
Which I now listen to and admire. Had
not divine grace touched mo I would have
gone to the scaffold more boldly and calm
ly than Pallas, believing I was thus sorv
ing the cause of humanity. I now moan
to die a believing Christian, with true
contrition nnd repentanco In proportion
to tho enormity of tho crime I have com
We are all prone to retaliate for personal
slights, but perhaps the funniest Incident
of it is one of an old Irish woman who, see
ing a funeral to which slie had expected
an Invitation pass ber door, expostulated
angrily: "Oh, go on wid yel g on wid yel
go on wid yel But maybe there'll be a
funeral at oar house soon, and then we'll
see who'll be axed." Boston Saturday Galeae.
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