The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1845-04-26

And, without waiting for an answer,
he dragged them fercely To the door;
whereupon Colombo seemed less az
frighted al the insolent inscription than,
if what was said were true, it beloved
her to be; and Guy would fain have
effaced it, saying the while he would
nail the hand of the caitilf knave who
wrote it to the door-post.
"No, no!' said Raoul, violently stop
ping'him; "not so is such an. outrage
as this to be washed out; neither the
blood nor the hand ofits writer can suf-
fee to cleanse the aspersed honor ofmy
name. ..r
And, in an instant with dagger
drawn ,hv sprang upon Guy de Bastides; (;
but before he could reach him his wife
had darted between, and a few persons,
who happened to be then passing along
the street, threw themselves upon
RaouI, and prevented his doing Guy or
the weeping Colombo any injury. He
was forced back into the house, and,
to the great surprise of all the sbecta-
tors, followed quietly in by the sire Of
Bastides and his wife. A short while
after they were all three alone togeth-
er, and Raoul said to Guy, with all the
ierocity Of deadly menace:
"And now what will you give me in
return for that you have robbed me Of?
Is not my honor lost? lost, maj you!
And | would have you know ! will not
be the object, the ignoble mark, for all
the squibs and insults Of the whole
country; think on it well; give you
twenty-four hours grace-twenty-fo
mind-tiot minute longer. All will
then be over, and will act as becomes
seigneur whose escutcheon had new
er soil or stain before this day."
With these words he left Guy and
Colombo both stupifed with astonisll-
ment, and who afterwards held long
and interesting conversation together.
At its conclusion, the youthful Lady
Of Terrdes wrote to her mother, de-
string her instant presence on matter
Of grave interest. The summons was
promptly obeyed. AS soon as the
abbess arrived, she was closetted with
har laughter, and the following is what
passed between them:
"Nother," said Colombo to her, throw
ing herself passionately on her knees,
81 look to you for pity and assistance;
lput my trust in your protecting love.
My life, my honor, are at stake!''
Speak" answered Catharine, whose
once majestic style Of beauty, worn
away and faded by the austere duties o. f
the clolster, had only left her that stern
hess of expression which was dlsplea-
sing in the zenith of her charms, "speak
in that posture, it well becomes a wo-
man who has forgotten her duty"
The ady of Terrides possessed at
bottom, if not her mothers harshness,
at least large portion Of her naughty
blood; and, IN moment, she sprang
Indignantly to her feet, and exclaimed:
"Then | speak standing; for am
more innocent than my accusers;more
unsullied than those who internally des-
pise me-" .s
81 hope SO, daughter" said the supe-
rior; "and await the proof"
"Tis, in "a word," replied Colombo,
in the name which Sieur Guy de Bas-
tides bore sixteen years ago."
Sand what was that?' resumed
Catharlne, with gloomy air.
"Jehan de la Garde," said C olombe.
"Jehan de la Garde!" shrieked the
abbess, in fearful agitation; "Jehan dc
la Garde" she repeated, letting her
head fall heavily on ner breast.
"Yes, MOTHER" added Colombo, again
dropping on her knees before her;"he
whom your heart singled from the rest
amidst the tortures, the acts Of savage
violence with which, sixteen years ago.
tile sire Of Carmain crushed you 10 the
earth. He who loved you SO tenderly,
so devotedly; and whom, together with
yourself, you punished for moments
weakness by forced exile from his ma
tive land"
ale here!" gasped Catharine out at
length, her eyes fixed and distended,
her lips compressed together in fierce
anger; '"here" p
Then she raised her lean and wasted
hands 10 heaven, and cried with bitter
anguish! ~ 'l'
"Yet--yet another trial, o my God!
All! he here!" -.'
"Yes, mother" continued the Lady
Of Terrides; "alter an absence Of sixteen
long years, wholly spent in the rude
labors Of war, he is returned to Bezers;
not, however, with the intention Of
seeking you out, for he has never cea-
sed tohold your sacred orders;not with
the desion of making hImseIf known TO