Harper's New Monthly Magazine: No. XVI.—September, 1851—Vol. III.Various
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Harper's New Monthly Magazine: No. XVI.—September, 1851—Vol. III.
Various
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Having delivered himself of this address, the audacious personage drew
from his pockets some fine but strong whipcord, well hackled and
twisted, and proceeded to bind the lieutenant of police hand and foot,
finishing by making him fast to the lock of the door. Then the robber
proceeded to open the lieutenant's secrétaire, the drawers of which he
well rummaged, and having filled his pockets with the gold which he
found there, turned to the discomfited lieutenant with a profound bow,
and after a request that he would not take the trouble to show him out,
quietly took his departure.
There are some situations so confounding, that they paralyze the
faculties for a time; and the magistrate was so overcome by his
misfortune, that, instead of calling for aid, as he might have done when
the robber left him, he set to work with his teeth in vain endeavors to
disengage himself from the bonds which held him fast. An hour elapsed
before any one ventured to disturb M. Hérault, who was found in a rage
to be imagined, but not described, at this daring act. The loss was the
least part of the annoyance A cloud of epigrams flew about, and the
streets resounded with the songs celebrating Poulailler's triumph and
the defeat of the unfortunate magistrate, who dared not for some time to
go into society, where he was sure to find a laugh at his expense.
But ready as the good people of Paris were with their ridicule, _they_
were by no means at their ease. The depredations of Poulailler increased
with his audacity, and people were afraid to venture into the streets
after nightfall. As soon as the last rays of the setting sun fell on the
Boulevards, the busy crowds began to depart; and when that day-star sank
below the horizon, they were deserted. Nobody felt safe.
The Hôtel de Brienne was guarded like a fortress; but difficulty seemed
to give additional zest to Poulailler. Into this hotel he was determined
to penetrate, and into it he got. While the carriage of the Princess of
Lorraine was waiting at the opera, he contrived to fix leathern bands,
with screws, under the outside of the bottom of the body, while his
associates were treating the coachman and footman at a _cabaret_,
slipped under the carriage in the confusion of the surrounding crowd
when it drew up to the door of the theatre, and, depending on the
strength of his powerful wrists, held on underneath, and was carried
into the hotel under the very nose of the Swiss Cerberus.
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