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K;< Y K SAYS \f AH IS HO UN D
TO COME.
IINGTON, Morch s.—Sen
P r y,. believe* there will be war.
V i. y decUtvs this belief in an
publish*-]) tolar His npin
i A en vf'leil weight by bin
..von ■ a member of the Foreign
■itions Committee' He said to
(lay
* I think there will be war Ido
nee how it can be avoided with
out. dishonor to the Untted States. 1
( t : -I certain that the Board of Inquiry
will report the Maine was blown up
,v an outside agency. I believe that
conclusion unavoidable.
“The leaet that this country can
do under these circumstances is to
demand, ns Secretary Sherman has
stated a good round sum in indemnity.
Spain will not pay it. The prido of
the Spantuh people is perhaps too
great to permit them to agree to such
proposition, and moreovei, there is
a large body of the Spanish people
who seem ta desire war.
-Spain it doing everything in the
way of preparing for such n conflict,
and I tnleavc it wilt certainly take
place, If indemnity is refused, war
must necossaily follow. But alto
gether aside from the question ue
gardiug the destruction ot the Maine,
there is the awful and inhuman pro<>
ess now going on in Cuba of extermi
nating the inhabitants by starvation
“'President Cleveland and Pres,i
McKinley both gave notice that
I’im would come when this corn
would b forced to intervene to
too the war, unless Spain stopped it-
There is less probability at th.
present of Spain ending the war tlmi
’o utv previous time since it began
Tiiterventiou cannot l>e delayed much
l <tn / w , Spain will do nothing, and
can do nothing, from the temper o
I, sr peools. except to continne as sh>
has been doing. We cannot perm:
V.cr much longer to continue in tha’
way, I can see no way out of b
excepting in a war, and I believe thp
will certainly follow,
“There are certain commercial in
terests oppose! to such a war, but tha
pledge* of two Presidents Cleveland
.ltd MoKinlev—and the interests o'
humanity require that we should in
terrene.
.‘The spit it of the American peo
ple would sweep awa y the mere
question of dollars and cents that
stands in the way of such mtervon
lien
Ido not regard a war with Spam
as oue ot any ere at consequence. 1
believe it would end in a short time,
i.„t whether or not that be the case,
the honor of the American people
demands end reqiires such an inter
ventton.
“I firmly believe President Mc-
Kinley i thoroughly in sympathy
with this feeling. We shall wai*
for the report of the Board of Inquiry
nnd Ihen nothing can hold back Con
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Berunrdof, without stopping to salute
her, pointed out the portrait and wVI
to see it. When he held it in his hand*,
bo found the resemblance mill more
startling. It with certainly Jacques Duu
tln. The paint lug wn* signed "P. 8.,
Bordeaux, IS7I. ” It was oral in shape;
tint frame was gone; the edge was
marked, so atched, marred, as if tbo
frame bad boon roughly torn from the
picture.
"Havo you bad this portrait a boatt
time?' 1 ho asked of the shrtpwoman.
“I put it in the window today for the
first time," the huge woman answered.
“Ob, it is a choice bit I It ww painted
by wicked one.”
" Who brought it here?*'
"Someone who wished te aril It'S
passerby. If it would lntereat you to
inow his uamo"—
"Yea, certainly it would lnteroat ma
to know it," Bernardet replied.
The shopwomau looked at Berated**
defiantly nad naked this question:
"Do you know the man whom por
trait that la?"
"No, Ido not know him. But this
resemble* one of my relative*. It plan**
toe. How muoh is it?”
"A hundred francs,” said the Mg
wonvm.
Bernardet suppressed ut th# name
time a sudden start nnd a smile.
"A hundred francs! Diablo! How
fast you go! It is worth sons rathar
than francs. ”
“Thatl” cried the woman, very tn
dijmant. “That! Eat look at tills ma
terial, this background. It is fannoa, I
tell yon. 1 took it to nil expert. AS tbo
pablio sale it might perhaps bring 1,000
francs. My idea is that It is the picture
of some renowned person, an actor or
a former minister—in fact, some hbi
torle person. ”
“Bnt oue must take one’s chnnoo, ”
Bernardet replied in a Jeering tone.
“But 100 francs is 100 francs. Too
much for me. Who sold you the paiat
tag?”
The woman went around behind tho
counter and opened a drawuv, tram
which she took a notebook, in which
she kept, a daily record of her sales, Hhe
tnrned over the leave*.
“Nov. 18, a small ova! painting
bought"— Fho readjusted hor sprite
eles ns if to tictter decipher the name.
“I did not write tho name raywlf.
The man wrote it himself.” She spell
ed out:
“Charles —Charles Breton, Bus da
la Condnmino, 18"
“Charles Breton," Bernardet repeat
ed. “Who is this Charles Breton? I
would like to know if he painted this
portrait, which seems like a family por
trait, and has come to sail it"—
"You know," interrupted the wrsn
an, “that that often happens. It it
business. One buys or one tells all ia
go<xl time."
“And this Breton, how old was be?"
“Oh, young. About 80 year# old.
Very good looking. Dork, with a full
board.”
“Did anything about him espechily
strike you?' ’
“Nothing!" tho woman shortly re
plied. She had bocomo tired of there
question* and looked at the little man
with n troubled gtanco.
Bernardet readily understood, and. as
suming a j.aUirnai, n tmuning air, he
said with his sweet smile:
"I will not feuco any more I wiU
tell you tho truth. I am a police in
spector, and 1 tind that this jxwtrnil
strangely resembles a man whom we
have under lock and key. Yon under
stand that it is very important that 1
jhould know all that is to be ascertain
*1 about this picture."
"But I havo told you all I know,
monsieur, ” said tho shopkeeper.
“Charles Breton, Rue do la Coudnmlass
10 —that Is tho name and address. I
paid 20 francs for it. There is tho re*
ceipt. Read it. I be*. It is all right.
We keep a good shop. Never havo wo,
my lata husband and I, been mixed with
anything unlawful. Sometimes the brio
a-brnc is soiled, but our hands and oon
•cienoee have always been clean. Ash
any cue along the stree t about the Wid
ow Colard. I owe no one, and every one
esteems mo”—
Tho Widow Colard would have gone
on indefinitely if Bevunrdet had not
■•You know," interrupted the uienwji*,
’•that thut often happens."
IIOMKR. GA., THURSDAY, MARCH 17, 1898.
■topped her. She had, at first mention
Of the policy suddenly turned pule, but
now ebe was very red. and her anger
displayed itself in a torrent of words
He stemmed the flood of verba.
“I do not accuse you, Mmo. Colard,
and 1 bare said only what 1 wished to
aay. 1 passed by chanoo your shop. I
saw in the wiudow n portrait which ro
aambled somo one I know. I ask you the
price, and I question you about Its ad
vent into your shop Tliere Is nothing
to ere which concerns you personally. I
do not respect you of receiving stolen
axxls. Ido not doubt your good faith.
I repeat ray question. How much do
poo want for this picture!''
"Twenty francs, if you please. The.
b what It cost Kt I do not wish to
hove it draw m* into anything trouble
some. Taka It fur nothing, it that
pleases yea "
"Not at all. I Intend to pay you. Of
What are yon thinking, Mme. Colard?”
The shopwomau had, like alt people
at a oertain class, n horror of tlio police.
Tha preaenoe of a police inspector in
her bouse seemed at once a dishonor
sod a menace. She folt herself vaguely
under snsptclou, and she felt mi impulse
to about aloud her innocence.
Always smiling, the good man, with'
* gesture like that at a prelate blessing
bis people, endeavored to rcassuro her,
to calm be*. But be could do nothing
with her. Sho wonld not be appeased.
In the long run this was perhaps as
Well, fca sb* unconsciously, without
any intention of aiding Justice, put
Some clows Into Bernards'.* hands
Wbiob finally aided ’ him in traoing the
toon.
Mme. Colard still rebelled. Did they
think (he was a spy, an Informer? She
bad never-—no, never—played such a
part. 6he did not know the young man.
fib* bad bought tho picture us sho
bought *ny namber of things.
"And what if they should out off his
bend because he had confidence in en
tering :ny shop? I should never forgive
; myself, never.”
; "It is not going to bring Charles Bre
. pon to the scaffold. Not lit all, not at
nil. It i* only to find out who he is, and
*£ whom be obtained this portrait
Oaoe note, did nothing in his face
strike you?” .
"NotbiDg," Mme. Colard responded.
Ebe reflected a moment
"Ah, yes, perhaps. Tho shapo of Ills
bat A felt hat with wide brim, some
thing like those worn in South Amorl
ca or Kareroe. You know, the kind
they cell sombrero. Tbo only thing I
said to myself was, ‘This is probably
some returned traveler, ’ and if I hod
dot *w® at the bottom of the picture
Bordeaux I should havo thought that
| this might bo tho portrait of some Span
iard, some Peruvian."
Bernardet looked straight into Mmo.
Colstd’s spectacles nnd listened intent
j Jy, and be suddenly remembered wbat
Munich* had said of the odd appearance
of ths mail who had, like tho woman In
black, called on M. Rovero.
"Sorno accomplice, ” thought Bcrnnr
det.
He again asked Mine. Colard tho price
of the picture
"Anything you please,” said tbo wo
man, still frightened. Bernardet smilod.
"Come, oome! What do yon want for
it? Fifty francs, eh? Fifty?"
"Away with your 50 francst I place
it at your disposal for nothing if you
need it”
Bernardet paid tho sum lie had named.
Ue had always exactly, as If by princi
ple, aBO franc note in his pocketbook.
Very little money—a few white pieces
—but always this note in reserve. One
could never tell what might hinder him
in his researches. He paid, then, this
Beta, adding that in all probability
Mm Oolard would soon be cited before
the examining magistrate to tell him
about this Chsrles Breton.
"I cannot say anything else, for I do
not knw anything else,” said the lingo
widow, whose breast heaved with emo
tion.
Sho wrapped up the picture iu a piece
of silk paper, then In a piece of news
paper, which ohanced to be the very ono
in which Panl Rovere had published
hiafamons orticle on “The Crime of the
Boulevard de Cllchy.’* Bcmnrdet left
enchanted with bls“flnd" mid repeated
ever and over to himself: “It is very
precious. It is a tidbit.”
Should bo keep on toward the pre
fecture to show this "find" to his chief,
or should he go at once to hunt up
Charles Breton at the address he had
given?
Bemardet hesitated a moment; then
be add to himself that in aenso lika this
moments were precious; on hour lost
wa* time wasted, and that ns the ad
dress which Breton bad given was not
far away he would go there first. "Rue
do-la Oondamine, ”—that wa orly a
short walk to such a tramper as he was.
Ho had good feet, a sharp eye and stur
dy legs. He would soon be at the Batl
gnallea. He had taken some famous
tramps In his time, notably oue ni#t
when he had scoured Paris iu pursuit of
a malefactor. This, he admitted, hud
wearied him a little, but this walk from
the Avenue dee Bous-Enfants to the Rue
de la Coudamioe was bnt a spurt. Would
he find that a false name and u false ad
dress had been given? This was but the
infancy of art. If, however, he found
that this Charles Breton really did live
at that address and that ho bad given
, bis. true would probably be a
very simple matter to ohtaTn all tfio in
formatiou ho desired of Jacques Dun til
"What do I risk? A short walk,
thought Beruardet, "a liltlo fatigue.
That can bo charged up to profit and
loes. ”
He hurried toward the street and
number given. It was a largo house,
several stories high. The coiriierge wn*
sweeping the stairs, having loft a card
bearing this inscription tacked on the
front door: "The porter is on the stair
ease.” Bernardet hastened up the
stairs, found tbo man and questioned
him. There was no Charles Breton in
the house; there never had been. The
mire who sold the portrait bad given a
false name and address Vainly did tho
police officer dewon be the Individual
who hod visited Mme. Coiard's shop
The man insisted that he had never seen
auy one who in the least resemMed this
toreador in the big fslt hat It was use
less to insist I Mine. Oolard had beta
deceived. And now how to find in this
immense city of Paris this bird of
passage who had chnucod to enter tho
bric-a-brac shop. The old adage of "the
needlo in tho liaystaok” caino to Bcr
nnrriet's mind and greatly Irritated him.
But, after all, there had been others
whom bo had looked for, there bad been
ethers whom he bad found, and proba
bly be might still be able to find an
other trail. He had a collaborator who
seldom failed him—chancel It was des
tiny which often aided him.
Bernard** took an omnibus in his
haste to return to his chief. He was
anxious to show bis "find” to M. L*
riche. When be reached the prefecture,
he was immediately received. Ho uu
wrapped tho portrait and showed it to
M. Lericbo.
"But that is Dantlnl” carted the nfaief.
"Is it not?"
"Without doubt I Dontin when
younger, hot assuredly Dantin! And
where did you dig this Up?"
Bernardet related bis conversation
with Mme. Colard and bis fruitless visit
to the Hue da la Oondamlne.
"Oh, never mind," said M. Lericbo.
"This discovery is something. The man
who sold this picture aud Dam in ore
accompli Biavo, Lvuanlet! Wa
tenet let 54. Glnory know.”
The examining magistrate wa% like
tho chief aud Bernardet, struck with
the resemblance of the portrait to Dan
tin. Ilia first move would bo to ques
tion tho prisoner obout the picture. He
would "go at once to Musas. M. Lericit*
aud Bernardet might accompany him
The presence of the polioe spy might to
useful, even necessary.
The magistrate and the chief entered
a fiacre, while Beruardet mounted be
side the driver. Bernardet said noth
ing, although the lean tried to obtain
somo information from him. After uu*
or two monosyllabic answers tho driver
mockingly asked:
"Are you going to the *ooriclero
(trap) to teas© some fat rat?”
M. Ginory and M. Lcrlcbs talked to
gether of the Valkyrie, of Itolrentfc,
"It it my portrait," Jacques Dantin de
clared.
and tho chief asked, through politeness,
for news about bis candidature to th*
Academy of Moral srd Political Sci
ences.
“Do not let us talk of tho institute,“
tho magistrate replied. "It Is like the
beginning of a hunt to sigh for tha
prize that brings unhappiness.”
The somber pile, the Mares, opened
its doors to tha three man. They trav
ersed tbo long corridors, with tho heavy
air which pervaded them in spite of all
efforts to the contrary, to a small room,
tparselyfnmishedia table, a few chairs,
a glass bookcase), which served as an
office for the examining magistrates
when they had to hold any interviews
With tho prisoners.
The guardian in chief walked along
with M. Ginary; M. Lerioho followed
them, and Bernardet respectfully
brought up the rear.
“Bring in Jacques Dantin.” M. Gl-
Bory ordered. He seated himself at the
table. M. Lerlche took a chair at one
side, and Bernardet stood near the little
bookcase, which was next the only win
dow in tho room.
Jacques Dantin soon appeared, led in
by two guards In uniform. He was vety
pale, but still retained his haughty air
and hisdefiant attitude. The magistrate
saluted him with a slight movement e<
the head, and Dentin bowed, recognis
ing in Bernardet the ran with whom
he had walked and conversed behind
Rovore’s funeral oar.
“Be seated, Dantin, ” M. Ginory said,
"and explain to me, J beg. sll you know
about this portrait You ongho Mog
nlz it.''
H quickly held the picture before
Darnin'* eye*, wishing to ecrutlulzo his
face to see what sudden emoti ia it
would display. Seeing the pof.ralt,
Dautin shivered and raid in a short
tone, “It is a picture whioh I gave to
Rovere.”
“Ah," said M. Ginory. “you reoog
nize it then?”
“It is my portrait,” Jacques Dautin
declared. “II was made a long time
ago. Rovere -kept it in his salon. Haw
did it come here?”
“Ah!” again said tha magistrate
"Explain that to tuel”
M. Ginory seemed to wish to be a
little ironical. Bnt Dantin roughly eaid:
_“M. lo Juge, I have nothin* to ex
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plain toyuu. * I understand nothing, 1
know nothing. Or, rather, 1 know that
in your error—an error which you will
bitterly regret eome day or other, I am
cure—you have arrested mo, shut me
up In Mazaa, but that which T can as
eure you of is that I have had nothing—
do you hear, nothing—whatever to do
With th* murder of my friend, and I
protest with all my powers against your
* ®
"I comprehend that,” M. Glnory
coldly replied. "Oh, I understand nil
the disagreeablenee* of being shut np
within four walla But then it is very
simple. In order to go out one lias only
to give to the one who has a right to
know the explanations which are naked.
Do you still persist In your system? Do
you still insist on keeping I know not
what secret, which you will not reveal
tousP'
"I shall keep It, monsieur. I have re
flected," said Dantin. "Yes, I liavo re
flected, and in the solitude to which
you have forced me I hare examined
my conscience." He spoke with firm
ness, leas violently than at the Palais
do Justice, and Bernardet'* penetrating
tittle eyes never left his face; neither
did the magistrate's nor the chief's.
_"lam persuaded,” Dcuti: continued,
"that this tnlacHihio ntistok* eimuot lost
long and you t) li recognize tho truth.
I shall go out, at least from hero, with
out having abused a confidence which
one has plaood in mo and which I in
teud to preserve."
"Yea,” said M. Glnory, “perfectly.
I know your system. You will hold to
It. It la well Now, whose portrait is
that?"
“t% Is mine!”
"By whom do yon think It was pos
sible that it could have been sold in the
brlo-a-brao shop where it was found?"
"I know nothing about it. Probably
by the one who found it or stole it from
M. Rovcre’s apartment and who is prob
ably, without the least doubt, his assas
sin."
"Thai seems very simplo to you?"
"It seems very logical. ’’
“Suppose that this should be the ex
act truth, that does not detract from the
urexumption which implicates you and
from Mme. Monicho'sdeposition, which
charge* you"—
''Ye*, yea I know—the open safe,
the papeas spread oat, tho tote-a tut*
with ftovaro, when tho concierge en
tered the room—that signifies nothing. ”
“For yon perhaps. For jn.stioe it hns
a tragic signification. But lot u-: re.urn
to the portrait. It was you, I snppoeo,
who gave it to Rovere?”
"Yes, it was I,” Dantin responded.
"Rovere was an amateur in art; more
over, my intimate friend. 1 had no fam
ily. I bad an old friend, a companion of
Biy youth whom I thought would high
ly prize that painting, it is a fine oue—
It is by Paul Baudry."
“Ah!" raid M. Ginory. "P. B.—
those are Baudry’s initials?”
"Certainly. After the war, when I
had done my duty like others—l say this
without any intention of defending my
self —Paul Baudry was at Bordeaux.
He was painting some portraits on pan
els, after Holbein —Edmond About'*
among others. Ho made mine. It is this
one which I gave Rovere—the ono you
hold in yonr htmds. ”
Tho magistrate looked at the small
oval painting, and M. Ixriche put on
his eyeglasses to examine the quality
of tho painting. A Baudry!
“What are these scratches around the
edge as if nails had been drawn across
the plooes?” M. Ginory asked. Ho held
out the portrait to Dantin.
"I do not know. Probably where tho
frame was taken off. “
"No, no! They are rough marks. I
can *oe that The picture has been lit
erally torn from the frame. You ought
to know hew this panel was framed. ”
"Very simply when I gave it to Ro
ver*. A narrow gilt frame, nothing
more. ”
“Had Rovere ohanged the franiof”
“I do not know. Ido not remember.
When I was at his apartment the last
fow times, I do not remember to have
seen the Baudry. I havo thought of it,
but I have no recollection of it. “
“Then yon oanuot furnish any Infor
mation about the man who sold this
portrait?”
“Non* whatever!”
"We might bring you face to face
with that woman. ”
“Bo be it! She certainly would not
recognize me.”
“In anv csso, v 'v V t ’ us nbout
the mat woo fcrocgkt tUo to
in v."
“She might describe him to me uccn
mtaly, and even paint him fir me, ’ ’ said
Dantin quickly. “She can neither in
si; mate that I know him nor prove to
yon that lam his accomplice. Ido not
know who he Is or from where he
cornea I was even ignorant of his exist
aaue myself a quarter of an honr ago. ”
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