Northern Star, And Warren And Bristol Gazette

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A late Bordeaux paper relates the following singular occurrence in the neighborhood of that city. An old woman who had formerly kept a hotel, avowed to her confessor that she had amassed a large sum of money which she kept in her house. Soon after this confession, made at the tribunal of penitence, she permitted an old postilion who had formerly lived with her to sleep in her house. About 11 o'clock at night, some one knocked at her door, and asked in a pitiful voice to be admitted to her hospitality for the night. Believing herself safe by having the postilion in the house, the woman opened the door, when in rushed a man hidden by a mask and armed with pistols, who said "deliver me your money, or I will instantly kill you!" The poor woman at first was almost frightened to death, but gaining a little courage, conducted the robber into the room where the postilion was sleeping, he having heard them coming in hid himself behind the curtains. "My money is in the closet," said the woman at the same time showing an old piece of furniture almost hidden by a pile of linen. The robber, laying his pistols on the table, prepared to take possession of her riches, but the postilion who had observed his movements, with great sang froid, took one of the pistols and shot him dead on the spot. On taking off the mask the robber was discovered to be no other than the Confessor to whom the good woman had told her secret! The postilion immediately proceeded to the Mayor's and gave himself up till the affair can be investigated. We wait for further particulars, says the paper, before we name the confessor, and the place where this terrible drama was acted.