Literary cadet, and Saturday evening bulletin. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1826-1827, 1826-11-18

She supposed they had been less on their
guard during Geneyieye's confinement: I;
and many minute circumstances had at first
awaked, and then confirmed her suspicious.
Then embracing her mistress's knees, she
bcsought her, for the love OF heaven, to re-
turn TO Paris instantly, with those Of her
own attendants on whom she could securely
| depend, before they were all murdered in
| their beds.
Genevievc, as soon as she had recover
ed from her first dizzy horror and aston
ishmcnt, would have rejected the whole as
dream, an impossible fiction. She thought
upon her husband, on all that her fond
heart had admired in him, and all that till
lately she had found him-his noble form,
his manly beauty, his high and honorable
bearing, and all his love, his truth, his ten
derncss for hcr--and could he be a robbcr,
a ruiIian, an assassin No; though her
woman's attachment and truth were be-
yond suspicion, her tale too horribly con-
sistcnt for disbelief, Gencveve would trust
to her own senses alone, to confirm or
disprove the hideous imputatlOn. She
commanded her maid to maintain an abso-
Lutte silence on the subject and leave the
rest to her.
The same evening, the Baron informed
has wife, that he was obliged to set oii be-
fore light next morning, in pursuit OF a
party OF smugglers, who had landed at
Saint Paul and that she must not be sur
prised if she missed him at an early hour.
His absence, he assured her, would not be
long he should certainly return before the
evening. They retired to rest earlier than
usual Geneyevc, as il may be imagined,
did not sleep, but she lay perfectly still, as
if in u profound slumbcr About the mid
die OF the night she heard her husband
softly rise from his bed, and dress himself !;
and taking his pistols, he left the room.
Genevicve rushed to the window which
overlooked the court yard, but there nei-
ther horses nor attendants were waiting,
she flew to another window which COM
manded the back Of the chateau there too
all was still nothing was to be seen but
the moonlight shadows on the pavement.
She hastily threw round her dark cloak
or wrapper, and followed her husband,
whose footsteps were still within hearing.
1t was not difficult, for he walked slowly,
stopping every now and then, listening,
and apparently irresolute he crossed the
court and several out buildings, and part Of
the ruins of former chateau, till he came
to an old well, which being dry, had long
been dlsuscd and shut up, and moving aside
the trap door which covered the mouth Of
it, he disappeared in an instant Gene
We've with difficulty suppressed shrek Of
terror. She followed however with de-
sperate courage, gropod her way down the
| well, by means of some broken stairs. and
pursued her husbands steps, guided only
by the sound on the hollow damp earth.
Suddenly distant light and voices broke
upon her eye and car and stealing along
the wall, she hid herself behind one OF the
huge buttrcsseE which supported the vault
above she beheld what she was half pre-
pared to sec u party ofruflians, who were
| assembled round board drinking. They
received the Baron with respect as their
chief, but with sulcn suspicious looks, and
an omlnous silence. Gcncyicve could dis
tlnguish among the faces many familiar to
her, which she was accustomed to see
daily around her, working in the gardens
or attending in the chateau among the
rest the concierge, or house seward, who
appeared to have some authority over the
iSDt' hS WIZ II tHio tIdH was tHc HuTSc
Of Gcnevicve's child. The Baron took his
seat without speaking. After some bois-
ferrous conversation among the rest, car
red on IN an unintelligible dialect, quar-
rel arose between the concierge and
another villain, both apparently intoxica-
ted the Baron attempted to part them,
and the uproar became general. The
whole was probably preconcertod plan,
for, from reproaching each other, they
proceeded to attack the Baron himself
with the most injurious cpithets they ac-
| cused him Of design to betray them :;
they compared him to his father, the old
Baron, who had never finchcd from their
cause, and had at last died in it they said
they knew well that a large party of regu-
lar troops had lately arrived at Saint
Brieu, and they insisted that it was with
his knowledge that he was about to give
them up to justice, TO make his own peace
with government, sc.
The concierge, who was by far the
most insolent and violent of these mutt
neers, at length si!cnccd the others, and
affecting tone Of moderation he proposed,
and his proposal was received with an ap-
proving shout, that the Baron should give
up his infant son into the hands of the
band; that they should take him to the
Island of Guernsey and keen him tbero