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    Professional Directory of Wallowa County
y story of
fU. 8. Deputy Mineral Surveyor,
Mining and Metallurgical Engl-
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Fraternal Bldg, Enterprise, Ore.
The Yellow Room
X Civil. Hydraulic and Irrigation
taiKiiie.'rmg. Enterprise, Ore,
In Which Rouletabllle Sets Out on
an Expedition Under the Bed.
OULETABILLE, baring pushed
open the door of the yellow
room, paused ou the threshold.
The chamber was dark. Dad
dy Jacques was about to open tho
blinds when Rouletabllle stopped him.
"Did not the tragedy take pluce la
complete darkness?" he asked.
"No, young man; I don't think bo.
Mademoiselle always had a night light
on her table, and I lit it every even
ing before she went to bed. I was a
sort of chambermaid, you must un
derstand, when the evening came. The
real chambermaid did not come hero
much before the morning. Made
moiselle worked late far Into the
"Where did the table with the night
light stand far from the bed?"
"Some way from the bed."
"Can you light the burner now?"
"The lamp is broken and the oil that
was in it was spilled when the table
was upset. All the rest of the things
In the room remain Just as they were.
I have only to open the blinds for you
to see."
"Walt." '
Rouletabllle went back into the lab
oratory, closed the shutters of the
two windows and the door of the ves
tibule. When we were in complete
darkness he lit a wax vesta and asked
Daddy Jacques to move to the middle
of the chamber with It to the place
where the night light was burning
that night.
Daddy Jacques, who was In bis
stockings he usually left his sabots
in the vestibule entered the yellow
room with his bit of a vesta. We
vaguely distinguished objects over
thrown on the floor, a bed in one cor
ner and in front of us to the left the
gleam of a looking glass hanging on
the wall near to the bed.
"That will do. You may now open
the blinds," said Rouletabl'V
"Don't come ony fart' Daddy
Jacques beed. "You u..... make
marks with your boots, and nothing
must be downed. It's an Idea of the
magistrate's, though be has nothing
more to do here."
And he pushed open the shutter.
The pale daylight entered from with
out, throwing a sinister light on the
saffron colored walls. The floor for
though the laboratory and the vesti
bule were tiled the yellow room had a
floor In i of wood was covered with a
single yellow mat which was large
enough to cover nearly the whole
room, under the bed and under the
dressing table, the only piece of furni
ture that remained upright. The cen
ter round table, the night table and
two chairs hud been overturned. These
did not prevent a large stain of blood
being visible on the mat, made, as
Daddy Jacques informed us, by the
blood which bad flowed from the
wound on Mile. Stangerson's forehead.
Besides these stains drops of blood
bad fallen in all directions, in line
with the visible traces of the foot
steps, large and black, of the murder
er. Everything led to the presumption
that these drops of blood bad fallen
from the wound of the man who had
for a moment placed bis red hand ou
the wall. There were other traces of
the same hand on the wall, but much
less distinct.
"See see this blood on the wall!" I
could not help exclaiming. "The man
who pressed bis hand so heavily upon
It In the darkness must certainly have
thought that he was pushing at a door.
That's why be pressed on It so hard,
leaving on the yellow paper the terri
ble evidence. I don't think there are
many hands in the world of that sort
It is big and strong, and the Angers
arc nearly all one as long as the other.
The thumb Is wanting, and we have
only the mark of the palm, but if we
follow the trace of the hand," I con
tinued, "we see that after leaving its
Imprint on the wall the touch sought
the door, found it and then felt for tbo
"No doubt," Interrupted Rouletabllle,
chuckling, "only there is no blood
either on the lock or on the bolt."
"What does that prove?" I rejoined,
with a good sense of which I was
proud. "He might have opened the
look with bis left hand, which would
have been quite natural, bis right hand
being wounded."
"He didn't open It at all," Daddy
Jacques again exclaimed. "We are not
fools, and there were four of us when
We burst open the door."
"What a queer band! Look what a
queer hand it is!" I said.
"It is a very natural hand," said
Rouletabllle, "of which the shape has
been deformed by its having slipped
on the wall. The man dried his band
on the wall. He must be a man about
Ave feet eight In height"
"How do you come at that?"
"By the height of the marks on the
My friend next occupied himself
with the mark of the bullet In the
wall. It was a round bole.
"This ball was fired straight not
from above and consequently not
from below."
Rouletabllle went back to the door
and carefully examined the lock and
the bolt satisfying himself that the
door had certainly been burst open
from the outside, and, further, that
the key bad been found In the lock on
the Inside of the chamber.' He finally
satisfied himself thatwlth the key in
the lock the door could not possibly
be opened from without with another
key. Having made sure of all these
details, he let fall these words, "That's
better!" Then, sitting down on the
ground, he hastily took off bis boots
and lu his socks went Into the room.
The first thing he did was to exam
ine minutely the overturned furniture.
We watched him in silence.
"Young fellow, you are giving your
self a great deal of trouble," said Dad
dy Jacques ironically.
Rouletabllle raised his head and
"You have spoken the simple truth,
Daddy Jacques. Your mistress did
not have her hair in bands that even
lug. 1 was a donkey to have believed
she did."
Then, with the suppleness of a ser
pent he slipped under the bed. Pres
ently we beard him ask:
"At what time, M. Jacques, did M.
and Mile. Stangerson arrive at the
"At 0 o'clock."
The voice of Rouletabllle continued:
"Yes, he's been under here, that's
certain. In fact there was nowhere
else where he could have hidden him
self. Here, too, are the marks of bis
hobnails. When you entered, all four
of you, did you look under the bed?"
"At once. We drew it right out of its
"And between the mattresses?"
"There was only one on the bed, and
on that mademoiselle was placed, and
M. Stangerson and the concierge im
mediately carried it Into the labora
tory. Under the mattress there was
nothing but the metal netting, which
could not conceal anything or any
body. Remember, monsieur, that there
were four of us, and we couldn't fall
to see everything, the chamber Is so
small and scantily furnished, and all
was locked behind in the pavilion."
I ventured on a hypothesis:
"Perhaps he got away with the mat
tress In the mattress! Anything Is
possible in the face of such a mystery.
In their distress of mind M. Stanger
son and the concierge may not have
noticed they were bearing a double
weight, especially if the concierge
were an accomplice. I throw out this
hypothesis for what it Is worth, but It
explains many things and particularly
the fact thnt neither the laboratory
nor the vestibule bears any traces of
the footmarks found In the room. If
in carrying mademoiselle on the mat
tress from the laboratory they rested
for a moment there mlgbt have been
an opportunity for the man hi It to
"And then?" asked Rouletabllle, de
liberately laughing under the bed.
I felt rather vexed and replied:
"I don't know, but anything appears
"The examining magistrate had tbo
same Idea, monsieur." said Daddy
Jacques, "and he carefully examined
the mattress. He was obliged to laugh
it the idea, monsieur, as your friend
li doing now, for whoever hoard or
I mattress having a double bottom?"
My friend alone seemed able to talk
) itelllgently. lie called out from uu
I r the bed :
"The mat here has been moved out
f place. Who did It?"
'We "did, monsieur," explained Dad
dy Jacques. "When we could not find
the assassin we asked ourselves
whether there was not some bole In
the floor,"
"There Is not," replied Rouletabllle.
"Is there a cellar?"
"No, there's no cellar. But that has
not stopped our searching and has not
prevented the examining magistrate
and his registrar from studying the
floor plank by plank, as if there bad
been a cellar under It."
The reporter then reappeared. . His
eyes were sparkling and his nostrils
quivered. He remained on his hands
and knees. Thus he made his way to
the four corners of the room, so to
speak, sniffing and going around ev
erythingeverything that we could
see, which was not much, and every
thing that we could not see, which
must have been infinite.
The toilet table was a simple table
standing on four legs. There was
nothing about it by which it could
possibly be changed into a temporary
hiding place. There was not a closet
or cupboard. Mile. Stangerson kept
her wardrobe at the chateau.
Rouletabllle literally passed bis nose
and hands along the walls, constructed
of solid brickwork. When he had
finished with the walls and passed his
agile fingers over every portion of the
yellow paper covering them be reached
to the ceiling, which he was able to
touch by mounting on a chair placed
on the toilet table, and by moving
this ingeniously constructed stage
from place to place he examined ev
ery foot of it When be- bad finished
his scrutiny of the celling, where be
carefully- examined the bole made by
the second bullet, he approached the
window and once more examined the
Iron bars and blinds, all of which
were solid and Intact. At last he gave
a grunt of satisfaction and declared,
"Now I am at ease!"
"Well, do you believe that the poor
dear young lady was shut up when
she was being murdered when she
cried out for help?" walled Daddy
"Yes," said the young reporter, dry
ing his forehead; "the yellow room
was as tightly shut as an Iron safe."
"The Bete du Bon Dieu," muttered
Daddy Jacques "the Bete du Bon Dieu
herself. If she had committed the
crime, could not have escaped. Lis
ten! Do you hear it? Hush!"
Daddy Jacques made us a sign to
keep quiet and, stretching his arm to
ward the wall nearest the forest lis
tened to something which we could
not hear.
"It's answering," he said at length.
"I must kill it It is too wicked, but
it's the Bete du Bon Dieu, and every
night It goes to pray on the tomb of
St Genevieve, and nobody dares to
touch her for fear that Mother An
genoux should cast an evil spell on
"How big Is the Bete du Bon Dieu?"
"Nearly as big as a small retriever
a monster, I tell you. Ah, 1 have asked
myself more than once whether it was
not she :hat took our poor made
moiselle by the throat with her claws.
But the Bete du Bon Dieu does not
wear hobnailed boots, nor fire revolv
ers, nor has she a hand like that!" ex
claimed Daddy Jacques, again point
ing out to us the red murk on the wall.
"Besides, we should hove seen her as
well as we would have seen a man."
"Evidently," I said. "Before we had
seen this yellow room I had also asked
myself whether the cat of Mother An
genoux" "You also!" cried Rouletabllle.
"Didn't you?" 1 asked.
"Not for a moment. After reading
the article in the Matin 1 knew that
a cat had nothing to do with the mat
ter. But I swear now that a frightful
tragedy has been enacted here. You
say nothing about the Basque cap or
the handkerchief found here, Daddy
. "Of course the magistrate has taken
them," the old man answered hesi
tatingly. "I haven't seen either the handker
chief or the cap. yet I can tell you
how they are made," the reporter said
to him gravely.
"Oh, you are very clever," said Dad
dy Jacques, coughing and embar
rassed. "The handkerchief is a large one,
blue with red stripes, and the cap is
an old Basque cap, like the one you
are wearing now.".
"You are a wizard!" said Daddy
Jacques, trying to laugh and not quite
succeeding. "How do you know that
the handkerchief Is blue with red
"Because if it had not been blue
with red .'tripes It would not have
been found at all."
Without giving any further atten
tion to Daddy Jacques my friend took
a piece of paper from his pocket and,
taking out a pair of scissors, bent
over the footprints. Placing the pa
per over one of them, he began to
cut. In a short time he had made a
perfect pattern, which he handed to
me, begging mc not to lose It
He then returned to the window
and. pointing to the figure of Fred
eric Larsan. who had not quitted the
side of the lake, asked Daddy Jacques
whether the detective had, like him
self, been working In the yellow room.
"No." replied Robert Darzac, who
since Rouletabllle hod handed him the
piece of scorched paper bad not ut
tered a word. "He pretends that he
does tot need to examine the yellow
room. ,He says that the murderer
made tils escape from It in quite a nat
ural vrny nnd that he will this evening
pxplaln how he did It."
As he listened to what M. Dsme
had to say Rouletabllle turned pale.
"Has Frederic Larsan found out the
ruth, which I can only guess at?" he
murmured. "He Is very clever very
clever and I admire him. Yet I have
discovered many things."
"Moral or material?" I asked.
"Several moral, one material. This,
for example."
And rapidly he drew from his waist
coat pocket a piece of paper In whlcb
he had placed a light colored hair from
a woman's bead.
The Examining Magistrate Ques
tions Mile. Stangerson.
mWO minutes later, as Rouleta
bllle was bending over the foot
prints discovered in the .park,
under the window of the vesti
bule, a man, evidently a servant at the
chateau, came toward us rapidly and
called out to M. Darzac, then coming
out of the pavilion: -
"M. Robert the magistrate, you
know, is questioning mademoiselle."
I M. Darzac uttered a muttered ex
! cuse to us and set off running toward
the chateau, the man running after
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"We must know." said my friend.
"Let's go to the chateau." And 'he
drew me with him. But at the cha
teau a gendarme placed in the vesti
bule denied us admission up the stair
case of the first floor. We were obliged
to wait downstairs.
This is what passed in the chamber
of the victim while we were waiting
The family doctor, finding that Mile.
Stangerson was much better, but fear
ing a relapse which would no longer
permit of her being questioned, had
thought It his duty to inform the ex
amining magistrate of this, who de
cided to proceed immediately with a
brief examination. At this examina
tion the registrar, M. Stangerson and
the doctor were present Later I ob
tained the text of the report of the ex
amination, and I give it here in all Its
legal dryness:
"Question. Are you able, mademoi
selle, without too much fatiguing
yourself, to give some necessary de
tails of the frightful attack of which
you have been the victim? Answer. I
feel much better, monsieur, and I will
tell you all I know. When I entered
my chamber I did not notice anything
unusual there.
"Q. What did you do on that day
I want you to be as minute and pre
cise as possible. I wish to know all
you did that day if it is not asking
too much of you. A. I rose late, at 10
o'clock, for my father and I had re
turned home late on the night previ
ously, having been to dinner at the re
ception given by the president of the
republic in honor of the Academy of
Science of Philadelphia. When I left
my chamber at half past 10 my father
was already at work in the laboratory.
We worked together till midday. We
then took half an hour's walk in tho
park, as we were accustomed to do,
before breakfasting at the chateau.
After breakfast we took another walk
for half an hour and then returned to
the laboratory. There we found my
chambermaid, who had come to set my
room in order. I went into the yel
low room to give ber some slight or
ders, and she directly afterward left
the pavilion, and 1 resumed my work
with my father. At 5 o'clock we again
went for a walk in the park and after
ward had tea.
"-Q- Before leaving the pavilion at 5
o'clock did you go Into your chamber?
A. No, monsieur. My father went Into
It, at my request to bring me my bat
"Q. And lie found nothing suspicious
there. A. Evidently no, monsieur.
"Q. It is, then, almost certain that
the murderer was not yet concealed
under the bed. When you went out
was the door of the room locked? A.
No; there was no reason for locking it
"Q. You were absent from the pavil
ion some length of time, M. Stangerson
and you? A. About an hour.
"Q. It was during that hour, no
doubt, that the murderer got into the
pavilion. Eut how? Nobody knows.
Footmarks have been found In the
park leading away from the window
of the vestibule, but none has been
found going toward it. Did you notice
whether the vestibule window was
open when you went out? A. I don't
"M. Stangerson It was closed.
"Q. And when you returned? '
"Mile. Stangerson I did not notice.
"M. Stangerson It was still closed.
I remember remarking aloud,. 'Daddy
Jacques must surely have opened It
while we were away.'
"Q. Strange! Do you recollect, M.
Stangerson. If during your ubseiu-e
and before going out lie b;id opened it?
You returned to the laboratory at 0
o'clock and resumed work?
"Mile. Stangerson Yes, monsieur.
' "Q. And vou did not leave the labo
ratory from that hour up to the rao-
; meut when you entered your chamber?
"M. Stangerson Neither my daugh
ter nor 1, monsieur. We were engag-
' ed on work thut was pressing, and we
lost not a moment, neglecting every
thing else on that account
"Q. Did you diue in the laboratory?
' A. For that reason.
j "Q. Are you accustomed to dine in
I the laboratory? A. We rarely dine
"Q. Could the murderer have known
that you would dine there that even
ing? "M. Stangerson Good heavens! . J
Troy, Jan. 23 Troy Is still on the
map. We have had snow, plenty of
it ice too, mall very little wishes
for a county bridge innumerable.
Troy was the center of excite
ment: Telephone meeting; bridge
building discussed for further orders.
Most of the settlers are very anx
ious about a bridge. Some few have
refused to sign the petition and
when it Is against a man's Interest
to sign a petition he is excusable,
but otherwise our thought Is well
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think cot. It was only when we re
turned to the pavilion at o'clock that
we decided, my daughter and I. to diue
there. At that moment 1 was spoken
to by my gamekeeper, who detained
me a moment to ask me to accompany
him on an urgent tour of Inspection In
a part of the woods which I had de
cided to thin. I put tbls off until tie
next duy and begged him as he was
going by the chateau to tell the stew
ard that we should dine lu the lab
oratory, lie left me to execute the
errand, and I rejoined my daughter,
who was already at work.
"Q. At what hour, mademoiselle, did
you go to your chamber while your
father continued to work there? A. Al
"Q. Did Daddy Jacques enter the
yellow room in the course of the even
lug? A. To shut the blinds and light
the night light.
"Q. He saw nothing suspicious? A.
He would have told us If he had seeu.
Daddy Jacques is an honest man and
greatly attuched to me.
"Q. You affirm. M. Stangerson. that
Daddy Jacques remained with you all
the time you were In tho laboratory?
"M. Stangerson I nui sure of It I
have no doubt of thut.
"Q- When you entered your cham
ber, mademoiselle, you Immediately
shut the door and locked and bolted
it? Was not that taking unusual pre
cautions, knowing that your father
and your servant were there? Were
you in fear of something? A. My fa
ther would be returning to the cha
teau, and Caddy Jacques would be go
ing to his bed. And, In fact, I did
fear something.
"Q. You were so much lu fear of
something that you borrowed Daddy
Jacques' revolver without telling hlra
you had done so? A. That Is true. I
did not wish to alarm anybody, tho
more because my fours might have
proved to have been foolish.
'Q. What was It you feared? A. I
hardly know how to tell you. For
several nights I seemed to hear, both
In the park and out of the park,
around the pavilion, unusual sounds,
sometimes footsteps, at other times
the cracking of brunches. The night
before the attack on me, when I did
not get to bed before 3 o'clock In the
morning, on our return from the Ely
see I stood for a moment before my
window, and I folt sure I saw shad
ows. "Q. now many? A. Two. They
moved round the lake. Then the moon
became clouded, and I lost sight of
them. At this time of the season every
year I have generally returned to my
apartment In the chateau for the win
ter, but this year I said to myself that
I would not quit the pavilion before
my father bad finished the resume
his works on the 'Dissociation of Mnt
ter for the academy. I did not wlsl
that that Important work, which wat
to have been finished In the courso oi
a few days, should be delayed by r
change In our dully habit. You can
well understand thnt I did not wish t
speak of my childish fears to my fa
ther. uor did I say anything to Daddy
Jacques, who. I knew, would not have
boen able to hold bis tongue. Know
ing that he hud a revolver In his room,
I took advantage of his ubsence and
borrowed it, placing It In the drawer
of my night table.
"Q. You know of no enemies you
have? A. None.
"Q. You understand, mademoiselle,
that these precautions are calculated
to cause surprise?,
"M. Stangerson Evidently, my child,
such precautions are very surprising.
"A. No, because I have told you that
I had been uneasy for two nights.
"M. Stangerson You ought to have
told me of that This misfortune would
have been avoided.
"Q. The door of the "yellow room
locked, did you go to bed? A. Yes, and,
being very tired, I at once went to
"Q. The night light was still burn
ing? A. Yes, but it gave a very feeble
"Q. Then, mademoiselle, tell us what
happened. A. I do not know whether I
had beeu long asleep, but suddenly I
awoke and uttered a loud cry.
"M. Stangerson Yes, a horrible cry,
'Murder.' It still rings In my ears.
"Q. You uttered a loud cry? A. A
man was in my chamber, He sprang
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at me and tiled to stranjla ine. I
was ueurly stilled when suddenly I
was able to reach the U rawer of ray
night table uud grasp t'.ie revolver
which 1 had placed In it. At that mo
ment the mau had forced i.ie to the
foot of uy bed and brundiuhed over
my hei.d n sort of mace. But I had
fired. He liuueJliitely struck a terri
ble blow at my bead. All that, mon
sieur, passed more rapidly than I can
tell It, aud 1 know uotbiug more.
"Q. Nothing? Have you no Idea at
to how the assassin could escape from
your chamber? A. None whatever. I
know nothing more. One does not
know what Is passing around one
when one Is unconscious.
"Q. Waa the man you saw tall or
short, little or big? A. I aaw only a
shadow which appeared to me formid
able. "Q. You caunot give us any Indica
tion? A. I know nothing more, mon
sieur, than that a man threw himself
upon me and that I fired at him. I
know nothing more."
Here the Interrogation of Mile. Stan
gersou concluded.
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Rouletabllle waited putlently for M.
Robert Durzac, who soon appeared.
From a room near the chamber of
Mile. Stangerson he hi d heard the In
terrogatory and now camo to recount
It to my friend wlt'i groat exactitude,
aided by an excellent memory. Ills
docility still surprised me. Thanks
to hasty pencil notes, he was able to
reproduce almost textually the ques
tions and the answers given.
It looked as if M. Darsoc were be
ing employed as the secretary of my
young friend and acted as If be could
refuse him nothing nay, more, as If
under a compulsion to do so.
The fact of the closed window struck
the reporter as It had struck the mag
istrate. The circumstance of the din
ner In the laboratory also seemed to
interest him In the highest derree,
and he had it repeated to him three
times. He also wanted to be sure that
tho forest keeper knew that the pro
fessor aud his daughter were going to
dine lu the laboratory and how he hud
come to know it
When M. Darzac had finished I said,
"The examination has not advanced
tbo problem much."
"It has put It back," said M. Darzac.
"It has thrown light upon It" said
Rouletabllle thoughtfully.
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