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THUS. M. DIUL, J R. I. LONd
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V. S. Deputy Mineral Surveyor,
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The Yellow.
Office first doDr south of New
Fraternal Bldg, Euterprlss, Ore.
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By GASTON LEROUX rV
Stand asiae, messrs. zneriocn 1
Holmes, Martin Hewitt, Dupin,
Lecoq, Vidocq, and all the crew
of famous detectives of fiction
y . . . , . r t r
and history I Enter Joseph Rou-.
letabille, reporter-detective, sz-
perior to yon ell in ths faculties
; I
of observing everything, remcm-
bering everything, deducing ell
the facts that throw light on his
cases. Beforo RoulctabiUc pro
nounced Ralc-ta-bee solved the
Mystery of the Yellow Room ke
was known to the Paris police
as a marvel of reasoning pover,
although he was only a boy in
years. With the solution of the
famous Stangerson en igma he be-
came a national figure in the lit
erature of France. As such we
introduce him to our readers.
CHAPTER I.
In WKich W Begin Not to
Understand.
t yellow room!" Who now
I J remembers this affair which
III caused so much Ink to flow?
I I On the 25th of October. 1SVX
the iuuowing note appeared in the lat
est edition of the Temps:
"A frightful crime has been commit
ted at the Chateau du Glandier, on the
border of the forest of Salute Gene
vieve, above Epinay-sur-Orge, at the
house of Professor Stangerson. In the
night, while the master was working
In his laboratory, an attempt was made
to assassinate Mile. Stantersn, who
was sleeping in 'the yellow room,' a
chamber adjoining this laboratory.
The doctors do not answer for the life
of MUe. Stangerson."
The Impression made on Paris by
this news may be easily imagined. Al
ready at that time the learnej world
was deeply Interested in the labors of
Professor Stangerson and his daugh
ter. These labors the first that were
attempted In radiography served to
open the way for M. and Mm. Curie
to the discovery of radium. It was
expected the professor would shortly
read to the Academy of Sciences a sen
sational paper on his new theory, the
dissociation of matter, a theory des
tined to overthrow from Its base the
whole of official science, which based
itself on the principle of the conserva
tion of energy.
On the following day the newspapers
mere full of the tragedy. The Matin
published the following article, entitled
"A Supernatural Crime,"
'These are the only details," wrote
the anonymon writer in the Matin,
"we have been able to obtain concern
ing the crime of the Chateau du dan
dier. The state of despair in which
Professor Stangerson is plunged and
tte Impossibility of getting any l&for- j TO0Tn locked on the inside and the
tnatjon from the lips of the victim blinds on the only window also fast
bare rendered our investigations and j enej on the Inside, and mademoiselle
those of Justice so difficult that at , etjn calling for help! No. she had
present we cannot form the least Idea j ceased to call! She was dead per
of what has passed In the yellow room j japS. jjut j stju heanj her father. In
In which Mile. Stangerson, In her night j tQe pavilion, trying to break down the
dress, was found lying ou the floor In
the Agonies of death. We hare at Jeast
been able to Interview Daddy Jacques,
fis h Is called In the country, an old
servant to the Stangerson family,
paddy Jacques entered 'the yellow
room' at the aame time as the profes
sor. This chamber Adjoins the labo
ratory. Laboratory and yellow room
ore ia a pavilion at the end of the
park, about a thousand feet from the
chateau.
" 'It was baJf past 12 at night' this
honest old man told us, 'and I was In
the laboratory, where M. Stangerson
was still working, when the thing hap
pened, I had been cleaning and put
ting instruments In order all the even
ing and was waiting for M. Stangerson
to go to bed. Mile. Stangerson bad
worked with her father up to midnight
When the twelve strokes of midnight
bad been sounded by the cuckoo clock
to the laboratory she rose, kissed M
Stangerson and bade him good night
To me she said "Good night Daddy
Jacques," as she passed Into the yel
low room. We heard ber lock the
door and shoot the bolt, so that I
could cot help laughing and said to
monsieur; There's mademoiselle dou
ble locking herself In. . She must be
afraid of "the Bets du Bon Dieu."
" 'Monsieur eld not even hear me, be
was so deeply absorbed In what be
was doing. Just then we beard the
distant inlawing of a cat "Is that
going to keep us awake all night?" I
aid to myself, for I must tell you,
monsieur, that, to the end of October.
I live In an attic of the pavilion over
the yellow room, so that mademoiselle
should not be left alone through the
night in the lonely perk. It was the
fancy of mademoiselle to spend the
In weather In the pavilion. No doubt
she found It more cheerful than the
chateau and, for the four years It had
been built, she had never failed to
take up her lodging there In the spring.,
With the return of winter mademoi
selle returns to the chateau, for there
Is no fireplace in the yellow room.
'We were stay lair In the pavil-
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BY BRENTANO'S
n then M. Stangerson and L VTe
raade uo noise. He was seated at his
tfesk. As for me, I was sitting on a
rbair blg finished my work and.
!inf mt hlra a81':
hat a man! What Intelligence!
What knowIedger , attach ,mpop.
tanoe to the fact that we made no
isoise: for, because of that, the assassin
raa
'eruumy mougoi mat we naa left the
place.. And, suddenly, while the cuckoo
was sounding the half after midnight,
a desperate clamor broke out in the
yellow room. It was the voice of
nitidoruotselle, crying "Murder mur-der-he!pr
Immediately afterward
revolver shots rang out, and there was
a great noise of tables and furniture
being thrown to the ground, as If In
the course of a struggle, and again the
voice of mademoiselle calling, "Mnr-
der help papa papa!"
'You may be sure that we quickly
sprang up and that M. Stangerson
and I threw ourselves upon the door.
Cut, alas. It was locked, fast locked,
on the inside by the care of mademoi
selle, as I have told you, with key and
bolt We tried to force It open, but It
remained firm. M. Stangerson was like
a madman, and. truly. It was enough
to make him one, for we heard made
moiselle still calling "Help, help!" M.
Stangerson showered terrible blows on
the door and wept with rage and sob
bed with despair and helplessness.
. " It was then that I had an Inspira
tion. "The assassin must have en
tered by the window !" I cried. "I will
go to the window !" and I rushed from
the pavilion and ran like one out of
bU mind.
" "The Icsplration was that the win
dow of ths yellow room looks out In
such a way that the park wall, which
abuts on the pavilion, prevented my at
once reaching the window. To Bet up
to It cue has first to go out of the
park. I ran toward the gate and on
my way met Bernler and his wife, the
gate keepers, who had been attracted
by the ristol reports and by our cries.
In a few words I told them what had
happened and directed the copejerge
to join M. Stangerson with all speed,
while his wife came with me to open
the park pate. Five minutes later she
and I were before the window of the
yellow room.
" The moon wa3 shining brightly,
and I saw clearly that no one had
touched the window. Not only were
the bars that protect It fntact, but the
blinds inside of them were drawn, as
I hf.d myself drawn them early In the
evening, as I did every day, though
mademoiselle, knowing that I was
tired from the heavy work I had been
doing, had begged me not to trouble
E'.ysejf, but leave her to do It, and they
' were, just as I had left them, fastened
with an Iron catch on the Inside. The
assassin, therefore, could Pt have
passed either in or out that way.' but
neither could I get In.
'It was unfortunate enough to
turn one's brain! The door of the
docr.
" 'With the concierge I hurried back
to the pavilion. The door, in spite of
the furious attempt of M. Stangersou
and Beruicr to burst It open, was still
holding Erm. but at length. It gave
way before our united efforts; and
then what a siht met our eyes! I
shouid tell ycu that behind us, the
concierge held the laboratory lamp
a powerful lamp that lit the whole
chamber.
"I must also tell you, monsieur.
that the yellow room Is a, very small
room. Mademoiselle bad furnished It
with a fairly large Iron bedstead, a
email table, a dressing table and two
Chairs. By the light of the big lamp
we saw all at a glance. Mademoiselle.
In her nightdress, was lying on the
floor In the midst of the greatest dis
order. Tables and chairs had been
overthrown, showing that ' there had
been a violent struggle. Mademoiselle
had certainly been dragged from her
bed. She was covered with blood and
bad terrible marks of finger nails on
her throat, the flesh of ber neck hav
ing been almost torn by the nails.
From a wound on the right temple a
etreara of blood had run down and
made a little pool on the floor. When
M. Stangerson saw his daughter to
that state be threw himself on his
knees beside ber, uttering a cry of
despair. lie ascertained that she still
breathed.
"'But bow to explain that be was
not there, that be bad already escaped?
It passes all Imagination. Nobody un
der the bed, nobody behind the furni
ture! AH that we discovered were
traces, blood stained marks of a man's
large hand on the walls and on the
door, a big handkerchief red with
blood without any Initials, an old cap
and many fresh footmarks of a man
on the floor footmarks of a man with
large feet whose boot soles bad left a
sort of sooty Impression. How bad
this msn got away? now had he van
Ished? Don't forget, monsieur, that
there Is no chimney In the yellow
room. lie could not have escaped by
the door, which Is narrow anj on thr
threshold of which the concierge stood
with the lamp while her husband and
I searched for him In every corner ot
the little room, where It Is Impossible foi
any one to hUe himself. Thedoor. which
bad been forced open against the wall,
could not conceal anything behind It.
as we assured ourselves. By the win
dow, still In every way secured, no
flight had been possible. What then?
'But we discovered my revolver on
the floor yes, my revolver! Oh, that
brought me back to the reality! The
devil would not have needed to steal
my revolver to kill mademoiselle. The
man who bad been there had first
gone up to my attic and taken my re
volver from the drawer where I kept
It We then ascertained, by counting
the cartridges, that the assassin had
fired two shots. Ah. It was fortunate
for me that M. Stangerson was In the
laboratory when the affair took place
and had seen with his own eyes that I
was there with him, for otherwise,
with this business of my revolver, I
don't know where we should have
been I should now be under lock and
bar.'"
The editor of the Matin added to this
Interview the following lines:
"We have, without interrupting him.
allowed Daddy' Jacques to recount to
us roughly all he knows about the
crime o the yellow room. We have
reproduced It In his own words, only
sparing the reader the continual lamen
tations with which he garnished his
narrative. We should have liked to
put some further questions to Daddy
Jacques, but the inquiry of the exam
ining magistrate, which Is being car
ried on at the chateau, makes It Im
possible for us to gain admission at
the Glandier, and, as to the oak wood.
It Is guarded by a wide circle of police
men who are Jealously watching all
traces that can lead to the pavilion
and that may perhaps lead to the dis
covery of the assassin,
V
We have also wished to question
the concierges, but they are Invisible.
Finally, we have waited (n a roadside
inn, not far from the gate of the cha
teau, for the departure of Monsieur de
Marquet, the magistrate of Corbell. At
half past 5 we saw him and bis clerk
and, before he was able to enter bis
carriage, bad an opportunity to ask
him the following question:
" 'Can you. Monsieur de Marquet
give us any Information as to this af
fair, without Inconvenience to the
course of your Inquiry?
'It Is Impossible for us to do It'
replied Monsieur de Marquet- 'I can
only say that It is the strangest affair
I have ever known. The more we
think we know something, the further
we are from knowing anything!'
"We asked Monsieur de Marquet to
be good enough to explain his last
words, and this is what be said, the
Importance of which no one will fall to
recognize:
" 'If nothing is added to the material
facts so far established. I fear that the
mystery which surrounds the abomina
ble crime of which Mile. Stanger
son has been the victim will never
be brought to light but It Is to bo
hoped, for the sake of our human rea
son, that the examination of the walls,
and of the ceiling of the yellow room
an examination which I shall tomor
row Intrust to the builder who con
structed the pavilion four years ago
will afford us the proof that may not
discourage us. For the problem la
this; We know by what way the as
sassin gained admission he entered by
the door and bid himself under the
bed, awaiting Mile. Stangerson. But
bow did be leave? How did he
escape? If no trap, no secret door,
no hiding place, no opening of any sort
Is found; if the examination of the
walls even tq (be demolition of the
parillon-does not reveal any passage
. practicable not only for a human be
ing, but for any being whatsoever If
the celling shows no cracks, if the
floor bides no underground passage,
pne must really believe In the devil!'
"We wanted to know what Daddy
Jacques meant by the cry of 'the Bete
du Boq Pleu.' The landlord of the
Donjon inn explained to us that it is
the particularly sinister cry which Is
uttered sometimes at night by the cat
of an old womim -Motber Angenoux,
as she Is called In the country. Moth,
cr Angenoux is a sort of saint, who
lives In a hut In the heart of the forest
not far'from the grotto of 8uuteGene
vleve."
In conclusion and at a lute hour the
same journal announced that the chief
of the Paris police had telegraphed to
the famous detective Frederic I.arsan,
who bad been sent to London for an
affair of stolen' securities, to return ,
Immediately to Paris,
CHAPTER II.
In Which Joseph RoulelabilU Ap
pears For lb First Time.
in
FIRST knew Joseph Rouleta-
bille pronounced Itule-ta-beeJ
when he was a young . re
porter. At that time I was
a beginner at. the bar and often met
blm In the corridors of examining
magistrates when I bad gone to get a
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"permit to communicate" for the pris
on of Mazas or for Salnt-Lnzare. He
had." as they say. "a good nut." He
seemed to have taken his head, round
as a bullet out of a box of marbles,
and It is from that 1 think, that his
comrades of the press, ail determined
billiard players, had given him that
nickname, which was to stick to him
and be made Illustrious by him. He
was always as red as a tomato, now
gay as a lark, now grave as a judge.
How while still so young he was only j
sixteen and a half years old when I
saw him for the first time had he al
ready won his way on the press?
That was what everybody who came 1
Into contact with blm might have ask- '
ed If they had not known his history. !
At the time of the affair of the woman
cut in pieces in the Rue Oberskampf,
another forgotten story, he had taken
to one of the editors of the Epoque, a
paper then rivaling the Matin for In
formation, the left foot which was
missing from the basket In which the
grewsome remains were discovered.
For this left foot the police had been
vainly searching for a week, and young ,
Rouletabllle had found It in a drain
where nobody had thought of looking :
for It. To do that be had dressed him
self as an extra sewer man, one of a '
number engaged by the administration
of the city of Taris owing to an over-1
flow of the Seine.
When the editor in chief was In pos-
session of the precious foot and In-1
formed as to the train of Intelligent
deductions the boy had been led to
make he was divided between the ad
miration he felt for such detective
cunning In a brain of a lad of sixteen
years and delight at being able to ex
hibit In the "morgue window" of bis
paper the left foot of the Rue Obers
kampf. The boy faced reporter speedily
made many friends, for be was serv
iceable and gifted with a good humor
that enchanted the most severe tem
pered and disarmed the most zealous
of bis companions. He began to win
a reputation as an unravelvr of intri
cate and obscure affairs which found
its way to the office of the chief of
police. When a case was worth the
trouble and Rouletabllle he bad al
ready been given his nickname bad
been started on the scent by his editor
In chief he often got the better of the
most famous detectives.
It was at the Bar cafe that I became
Intimately acquainted with him. Crim
inal lawyers and Journalists are not
enemies; the former ueed advertise
ment, the latter information. We chat
ted together, and 1 soon warmed to
ward him his Intelligence was so
keen and so original, and he bad a
quality of thought such as I have
never found In any other person.
Nearly two years pussed lu this way,
and the better I kutw him the more I
(earned to love him, for In spite of bis
careless extravagance I had discovered
In blm what was, considering his age,
au extraordinary seriousness of mlud.
Accustomed as I was ta seeing hliu
gay, and, indeed, ofteq too gay. I
would many times find blm plunged In
the deepest lueluucholy. 1 tried then
to question blm as to the cause of tbU
change of humor, but each time be
'uugUJ aud wade me no answer. One
day,' having questioned blui about bis
parents, -of whom he never spoko. he
left me, pretending not to have beard
what I said.
While things were lu this state be
tween us the famous rase of "the yel
low room" took place. It was this
case which was to rank blm as the
leading newspaper reporter and to ob
tuln for hliri the reputation of being
the fcTcutest detective It) tbo world.
Ilouiutubille entered my room on tliu
morning of the 2dth of October, 1802.
' He was looking redder than usual, aud
his eyes were bulging out of his head,
as the phrase Is, and altogether he ap
peared to be In a state of extreme cx-
I citement. lie waved the Matin with
' a trembling hand and cried:
j "Well, my dear Salnclalr, have you
i read It?"
I "The Glandier crime?"
I "Yes; 'the yellow room!' What do
you think of It?"
"I think (hat It must have been the
devil or the Bete du Bon Dieu' that
committed the crime." .
"Bo serious!"
"Well, I don't much, believe In mur
derers who make their escape through
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The New Years dance at Sam Ba
ker's was a great success from start
to finish. The houso as crowded.
Dancing commented at 6 in the ev
ening and closed at 6 Iu the morn
ing, with an Interval of about half
an hour, during which all hands par
took ot the s jpply of good things
to eat.
Will Reed, accompanied by his sis
ter and brother, spent Sunday at the
home of Pat Lofus. Sara Baker and
family were also callers at Mr. Lof
lus' home the Bame day, and were
accompanied home by the Messrs.
Red and sister.
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PHYSICIAN AND SLRGEON f
Residence 1 block east of Pres- J
u) terian Church Office in Ber- 2
land Building. Euterpries. ?
walls of solid brick. I think Daddy
Jacques did wrong to leave behind hliu
the weapon with which the crime was
committed, and. as he occupied the at
tic Immediately above Mile. Stanger
son's room, the builder's Job ordered by
the examining magistrate will give us
the key of the eulgmn. and It will not
be long before we learn by what natu
ral trap or by what secret door the old
fellow was able to slip In and out nnd
return Immediately to the laboratory
to M. Stangersou without his absence
being noticed. That, of course, Is only
an hypothesis."
Rouletabllle sat down In on armchair,
lit his pipe, which he was never with
out, smoked for a few minutes lu si
lence no doubt to calm the excitement
which visibly dominated him and then
replied:
. "No trap will be found, and the mys
tery of the yellow room will become
more and more mysterious. That's
why It Interests mo. The examtnlng
magistrate Is right Nothing stranger
than this crime has ever boeu known."
"Have you any Idea of the way by
which the murderer escaped?" I asked.
"None." replied Rouletabllle. "none,
for the present. But I have nn Idea as
to the revolver. The murderer did not
use it."
"Good heavens! By whom, then,
was it used?"
"Why, by Mile, Stangerson."
'I don't understand, or. rather, I have
never understood," I snld.
Rouletabllle shrugged his shoulders.
"Is there nothing In this article in
the Matin by which you were particu
larly struck?'
"Nothing. I have found the whole oi
the story it tells equally strange."
"Well, but the locked door with
the key on the Inside?"
"That's the only perfectly natural
thing In the whole article."
"Really! And the bolt?"
"The bolt?"
"Yes, the bolt, also Inside the room, a
still furthor protection against entry.
Mile. Stangerson took quite extraor
dinary precautions. It Is dear to me
that she feared some one. That was
why site took such precautions even
Daddy Jacques' revolver without tell
ing htm of It No doubt she didn't
wish to alurm anybody and, least of
all, her father. Whut she dreaded
took place, and she defended herself.
There was a struggle, and she used
the revolver skillfully euough to wound
the assassin lu the band, which ex
plains the Impression on the wull and
on the door of the large, blood stained
hand of the inuu who was searching
for A means of exit from the chamber.
But she didn't fire soon enough to
avoid the terrible blow on the right
temple."
"Then the wound on the temple was
not done with the revolver?"
"The paper doesu't say It was. and
I don't think it was. because logically
It appears to me thnt the revolver was
used by Mile. Stangerson against the
assassin. Now, what weapon did the
murderer use? The blow on the tem
ple seems to show that the murderer
wished t stun Mile. Stnugersou after
he had unsuccessfully tried to strangle
her. He must have known that the
ai'tlc was Inhabited by Duddy Jacques
and that wus one of the reasons, I
think, why he must lmve used a quiet
weapon a life preserver or a ham
mer." "All that doesn't explain bow the
murderer got out of the yellow room,"
I ebservtd.
"Evidently," replied Itauletabllle. ris
ing, "and that is wUat has to be ex
plained. I am going to the Chateau
du Glandier and have come to see
whether you will go with me." '
"X?"
"Yes, my boy, I waut you. The
Cpoquo has definitely intrusted this
case to me, and 1 must clear it up as
quickly as possible."
"But lu what way can 1 be of any
use to you?"
"M. Robert Darzac la at the Chateau
du Glandier."
"That's true. Ills despair must be
bound less."
"1 must have a talk with hliu."
I knew M. Robert Darzuc from hav
ing been of great service to blm in a
civil actum while 1 wus acting as sec
retary to Multre Darbet Delutour, M.
Robert Darzac, who was at that time
about forty ycurs of age, was a pro
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j iiome phone. t.nUMprlso, Ore. X
fessor of physics at the Sorboune. n
was Intimately acquainted with the
Stangcrsons and after an assiduous
scveu years' courtship of the daugh
ter hud been on the point of marrying
her. In spite of the fact that she bad
become, ns tho phrase goes, "a person
of a certain age," sho was still re
markably (rood looking.
While I was dressing I called out to
Rouletnbllle, who wns impatiently
moving about my sitting room:
"Have you any idea as to the mur
derer's station In life?"
"YoV he replbMl. "I think if he
Isn't a mm In society, tie Is at least a
man bclugln to 'the upper class But
thnt. again. I' only nn Impression "
"What has led you t form It?" ,
"Well, the grensy cap. the common
handkerchief and the marks of the
rough boots on the fleer" he re; "
"I understand," I K.ild. "MuiV ivrs
don't leave traces behind them whl-h
tell the truth." -
"We shall make sonn-thlnfT vt
you yet, my dear Sulmialr." concluded
nouletubtlle.
(Continued next was
Senator Thomas 11. Carter u. .
tuua Is a good subject for the cartoon
ist been use of the long wblskers he
sports, a possession tho like of which
Is not often found nowadays In legis
lative halls at Washington. The seuu-
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TBOVAS H. CAIITLB AND A CAHIOATUBB 0
tor resembles a New Englund deacon
of the type now famous In song and
story. He has been a big gun la bis
party In duys gone by and wus chair
man of Its national committee when
Benjamin Hurrlson run for re-election
as president.
How He Found Out.
"I never bet ou a horse race."
"But this Is a sure thing."
"It was betting ou a sure thing that
cured me."
Tain bo Say, MIstao Bones, what tin
do three most uncertalnest things In
de world?
Bones Ah dunno. Mlstnb Tarn bo.
What am de three most uucertulnest
things In du world?
Bonos A woman an' two other wo
men. Chicago News.
"I doubt ye are growing remiss.
John," suld a Scotch parish minister.
"I have not seen you in the kirk these
three Sttblmths."
Johu was not duly abashed. "Na,"
said he. "It's uo that Pin growing
remiss. I'm Just tinkerln' awa wi ma
soul masel."-London News.
"Wtiat are you going out before the
curtalu agalu for?" demanded the
stage inauager. clutching the arm of
the new vaudeville artist, who had
Just made a dismul failure.
j. "Somebody's clapped." blurted the
actor, "and t want to find out who It
, was."