THE STRAND MAGAZINE . 
PRANZINI — Robber and 
tn.rdercr, a tc presentativc* 
cosmopolitan adventurer. 
PRADO A type of the 
educated criminal a robber 
and a murderer. 
EMI I E HENRY, burglar 
and dynamiter, who, though 
fairly well educated, pre- 
ferred to wear a workman's 
blouse. 
R A V A C H O L, bu rglar and 
dynamiter, a former miner, 
who usually wore a frock- 
coat and silk hat. 
SOME CRIMINAL TYPES. 
From F holographs. 
that the two men were ex- valets and that one 
of the female accomplices had been a lady’s 
maid and the other a dressmaker’s mannequin , 
while all had been in prison times out of 
number for similar thefts, merely sufficed to 
convince the victimized jewellers against 
their will. 
Rather than admit their own 
lack of perspicacity or acknowledge 
the negligence and stupidity of 
their employes, they will continue 
to maintain among their friends and col- 
leagues in the trade that the rogues who 
caught them napping must undoubtedly have 
belonged to the highest circles of society. 
This sa* ishes their amour-propre , and may calm 
the apprehensions of their financial backers, 
should they happen to be trading with 
borrowed capital. So the foolish 
legend of the gentleman thief is 
fostered and propagated. But the 
cruel limelight of the Anthro- 
pometric Department promptly chases 
away these aristocratic illusions. There it 
is discovered that the “ gentleman burglar ” 
and his lady accomplice are not content with 
rifling hotel bedrooms and thieving from a 
jeweller’s stock, but they consistently cheat 
the poor washerwoman of her lawful due. 
Doubtless you have never heard of “ Monsieur 
Bob.” Well, long before police dogs were 
invented a jeweller whose store was 
in the Palais Royal had trained a 
little poodle to perform very useful 
detective work. Less sure of his 
own judgment than some of his 
colleagues, he placed absolute faith in the 
pet’s power of scent. It is unnecessary to 
insist upon the details. Suffice it to say that 
when a new customer entered the store 
Monsieur Bob had a sniff at his boots. No 
patent leather, however new, was proof 
against this canine inquisition. A sharp 
yelp, and Monsieur Bob’s master was made 
privately aware of the personal habits of the 
“ aristocrat ” with whom he was 
dealing. 
There remains to be considered 
a special type of criminal ruffian 
who, without any pretence to an 
exalted social origin, or even 
elegance of manners, often possesses both 
enterprise and courage. Pranzini, guillo- 
tined in Paris some years ago for robbing and 
murdering a demi-mondaine , was thoroughly 
representative of this class of cosmopolitan 
adventurer — rastaquoueres , as the Parisians 
call them. Pranzini was born in Alexandria, 
of Italian parents, and was merely an 
