The Sumter banner. [volume] (Sumterville, S.C.) 1846-1855, 1850-01-09

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round his heart, and turning back to
his new friends he began to talk. He
described the state of France, the tire.
mcndous position of the Republic, and
found excuses not for the bloodshed,
but for the severity in other ways, and
the precautions taken. He told them
how desperate and calculating men, by
spending money, melted the ignorant
to insurrection, and caused the death of
thousands. He pictured the Comite de
Saint Public battling against half Eu.
rope without, and three parts of France
within, and was continuing to speak to
eager and wondering listeners, when a
knock came to the door, and the clat-
tcring of fswords was heard. The whole
party rose to their feet annihilatcd with
fear-Seneca for them, they for all.
But to keep the visitors waiting was
dangerous, and The Aristocrat' rushed
TO open Ha!Ea.dozcn men entered,
headed by sergeant. It was Simon,
the cordonnier, name which good men
of every party will always vow to infa.
my, for he was the murderer of the poor
boy whom the history Of France dcsig.
mates at Louis XVII. Good day,
citoyen,' said he surlily, for there was
no sympathy between the Cordelier
and the Jacobin. Il search thy rooms
but as matter Of form. Thou art
said to be civic Known to be almost
as civic as thysclf,' replied Seneca,
smothcring his ire for the sake Of tho
two trembling women. And these two
women thou can'st, of course answer for!
continued Simon, cycling them suspi
ciously--''hey look .ferreme,t like aris.
tocrats.' Take care, citoye,, Simon,''
said the officer, 'my friends arc not in.
suited with impunity. Thou wilt ask
me next for my carte de civisn,e. -
And why not, citizcn?' sneered the
cobbler. Because thou could'st not
read it, replied the lieutenant. The
sans-culottes roared with laughter, while
the cobblcr looked furious. ARREST
them,' he cried, foaming at the mouth.
The sams.cniottes laughed again. Sen.
eca was their commander, and despite
his arlstocratic reputation, much bciov.
cd. Nay, not this time, continued the
Secretary of the Scnvola club; 'but do
not hurt thy digestion, thou wilt find in
Paris plenty ofpoor women and helpless
children Of whom thou wilt not be
afraid Thou speakest of little Ca.
pct: said the cobblcr---'thou shalt see.
This night at the Cordelcr thou shnlt
be denounced. Cftoyens, call ye to
witness he has called Madame Veto "a
poor woman and little Capct help.
less child 'Dost expect every body to
DC as great brute as thysclf?' cried
a bn,ly sansculotte behind. The CT.
t9ycn Seneca is a good Republican, and
can afford to pity even our enemies.
He has given his proofs 'INe shall
sce,' said Simon. turning away, pale
and furious; 'lct thy aristocrates look
to it. denounce tho whole fou,nee
this evening" And the Sergeant went
out, followed by his men, leaving the
three friends alone. The women would
have thanked Seneca, but he hid no,
from them that the danger was but
half over. The vindictive character
of Simon was wcll-known. He would
surely dcnouncc them, and to be de-
nounccd in those days was almost to
be condemned. The young man NOV
ed about for some time i'll considerable
agitation. q see but one remedy he
exclaimed, sundcnly turning to the
young girl: 'we are all here in peril ol
our lives. Become my wife, aud none
will have word to say, the spouse Of
Seneca Tai,bout will be above susri
cion.' The mother and child looked
wondcrstruck. The Countess STAN
mcrcd something about their poverty
and misery. Not q word was said
about shortncss of acquaintance, for
the acts of the young man had shown
his whole character. The young girl
bent her head and blushed. ''Sit ye
both down." said Seneca, gently, while
his eye rested affectionatcly on the girl,
"and understand nc. | do not ask YOU
to he my wife merely to save us all but
because ! am sure so good child and
gentle being must make any man hap
py If yc are poor, I ain rich, and are
we not equally obliged? l offer you a
comfortable home, aud obtain a lovely
wife" "And my daughter q noble
husband" exclaimed the poor woman,
fervcntly, forgetting the pride Of birth
and rank, and the undying hopes of her
caste, in the bright picture before her.
The rest of the day was passed in con-
vcrsation, and before night the new
friends had become as well acquainted
as if they had known ono another for
months. At q latc hour. Seneca left
them to the charge Of his oficear, warn
ing them ho should not return. having