The daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1848-1851, 1850-01-21
VOLUME II.-NUMBER 276.

owned to his amiable failings. After suffciene
quantity of oaths and execrations, he kneeled down
before Genevieve, and besought her pardon with
the best grace possible. He spoke in none ssye
words OF alteration, He prayed forgiveness for ths
grief he had caused her-the Ill he had done her.
even for the in6delity she was guilty OF toward
him. He strove to clasp, to conceal her in his
arms, as il to throw an afectionate veil over tie
past. Unfortunately Genevieye owned none Of the
spirit, the soul, the conscience Of Manon Lescaut:
she was smitten by the caprice, the fantasy, the
gallant prodigaEty OF noble lord; STILL poor child
she believed herself no longer worthy Of the es-
TEEN, the tenderness, the devotion Of an honest
man- She lacked, in her thought the sole dowry
a poor village bride brings to her husband
Genevieve turned deaf ear to the impassioned
sincere entreaties Of Pierrot--innexibly she rS-
nouncsd her lover, friends, family honors everything
Up 70 that pme dear TO her she remifted into Du-
OOulg nanos her rustic clothes and ornameais.
charging mm 70 bear them TO her poor old mother.
some days aitef, upon his arrival in the heart Of
his native village, Perrot hesitated not TO reply to
those who sought tidings Of Genevieve: : She is
dead. Was she not to him -
But, inquired Camille " what is there IN ieor,
mon in these histories Of Pierrot and of he last
hing of France"
" From that moment, from remembranee Of dis-
appointed affection, Pierre Dubourg detssted, with
an unparalleled hatred, everything which in the
least related to greatness, nobility or royzitV
Louis XVI. had spurned the humble supplications
OF Genevieve-Plerrot hated Louis XVI Marie
Antoinette had dlsdained the tears and prayers Of
GenevieveA-Pierrot hated Marie Antoinette. The
Baron of Beseuval had seduced Genevieve -
PierFot hated the Baron Of Beseuyal and all noble
sedueers Of his kind 4Perrot would set fire to the
whole OF France in order to consume in the flames
OF blazing furnace, king, queen, and courter
l" The following year, June 81, 1891, carriage
cautiously escorted by couple Of hie-guardsxsen,
was hastily driven towards the frontier the coach
stopped for amoment on the public square; PisFTot
Dubourg, by chance passer-by, recognized upon
the box OF this mysterious chariot his ancient Pa
risa comrade, the one he had so hercely assaulted
the coachman of the Count of Ferren. He ad-
vanced toward the coaehdoor and to his great sur
pnse. to his hate, he recognized the king the queen
the royal family OF France In haste, Pierrot
spoke to DTouet. the postmaster Of Saint Meme
hould, who consulted with the municipality and
the two were charged to arrest the fight Of Louis
AVL They succeeded in advancing before the
monarch, and barricaded the bridge OF Varennes,
the national guards assembled, and there dates the
fall Of both king and kingdom.
:" The 25lb Of June, Latour Maubourg, Potion
and BaTnave, Tecondueted their saddened msiesties
to Paris. You know the rest, Camille and brought
about because it pleased couFtier to barter tbs
royal justice for a young woman's innocence.
Verify, we can say 'tis not the king, but the roy
alist that loses Kingdom
" And Pierrot !" asked Camille Desmoulins
He afterwards became an assistant 70 the exc
cutioner Of Paris without doubt for the purpose Of
aiding the populace in their vengeance against tho
nobility. l have seen him many Zines in the per-
formance of his revolving duty, and perchance 10
morrow thou shalt and speak to him, for il may
be thy turn.
This was passed, according to tradition, the last
night, the last mortal night, of FabFe dEglantine
and Camille Desmoulins in the prison of the Lux
embourg. On the 5th of April, 1874, the Two
friends found themselves side by side cart bear
ing them 10 the scaffold.
Fabre,' whispered Camille, treadng upon the
steps of the guIllotine where is Pierrot Dubourg!''
There" murmured the poet" now locking at
us''
"Pierrot,' continued Camille, addressing the
headsman's assistant, what have you done with
| Geneveye9" +"
Al this singular question, upon such spot, and
under such circumstances, Pierrot suddenly trsm-
bled and grew pale, tear triekled down the poor
fellows care-worn cheek, as be stammeTed iprIh,
| in low tone of voice
She was the couriesan of an Aristocraf, and
| died along with DuCarry!"