Search America's historic newspaper pages from 1789-1963 or use the U.S. Newspaper Directory to find information about American newspapers published between 1690-present. Chronicling America is sponsored jointly by the
National Endowment for the Humanities and the Library of Congress. external link Learn more
Image provided by: University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign Library, Urbana, IL
Newspaper Page Text
"1 am innocent," he shouted.
"I swear I am innocent."
A gendarue dragged Diedonne
back into his seat and clapped a
hand over his mouth.
A piercing shriek rang through
the courtroom from the rear of
the packed crowd of sensation
seekers. It was Dieudonne's young and
pretty wife, to whom he was
wedded only a few days before
Court attendants rushed to her,
and ordered her to be quiet.
"I shall not be still!" she
screamed. "I shall not be still!
He is 'innocent! You are mur
dering an innocent man!"
The faces of the jurors blanch
ed again. They gathered into a
little knot, as if afraid.
In another part of the court
room, Callemin, himself sentenc
ed to lose his head on "The Red
Lady," broke from his guards and
ran stumbling to the foot of the
"Dieudonne is innocent!" he
shouted, stretching out his arms
to the judge. "I swear he is inno
cent. He did not shoot Gaby.
He was not even present at the
holdup. I myself shot Gaby, and
it was Gamier, not Dieudonne,
who was with me. Dieudonne is
A slim, dark-haired man slip
ped from his seat near a side
door; crept to the door; took one
frightened look oyer his shoul
der at the bandits, the jurors and
the judge, and vanished.
It was Gaby, the bank messen
ger, who was shot in the breast
by one of the handits November,
1911. Gaby had positively iden
tified Dieudonne as the man who
There was a rustlcamong the
L1U31UCU, HlglllClICU - lUUMllg
iurors. A oaoer was beine circu- M
lated among them. It was a peti
tion to the judge to pardon Dieu
donne. Callemin was dragged to his
seat and forcibly silenced. Mme.
Dieudonne was carried from the
The unmoved judge gazed
around the room with a cold "and
measured disdain in his face. The
whispers of the crowd, the rest
less movements of the condemn
ed, ceased. The judge continued
the reading of the verdict.
"Medge and Carouy to be im
prisoned for life at hard labor "
There was a choking, strangled
cry from Carouy. Medge began
to sob loudly.
Gendarmes closed in around
them and hustled them from the
palace of justice to their cells.
The even, passionless voice of
the judge went on. Ten of the re
maining bandits had been given
sentences of from one to twenty
years 'in prison, from one to ten
years in exile.
Suddenly a white-faced gen
darme broke through the crowd
clustered around one of the en
trances to the courtroom.
"Your honor!" he cried.
"Well ?" said the judge, looking
"Carouy is dead," said the gen-
darme. "He has poisoned him