Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1851-12-08
MooRE.
CONCLUDED.

never Iov'd Tree Or flower.
But MOORE,
"Louis," said Fleurette, after moments
reflection, "Louis. give me that flower"
"Wha', do you feel pleasure, too, ia.
looking upon tin adoring il %
It pleases me, because receive it-as
circumference Of Your esteenl--as a token
of your friendship"
'Iake il, then, as testimony of my graf
ltude, and may il bring you happiness I
give you treasure which is not mine alone,
Fleurette; but yoii have saved the last child
Of an unhappy mother, aud the mother will
pardon him."
Il shall keep it for you. shall guard ii
with love, respect, and pieiy worthy
of your sister, and your mother. o.! |
swear it to you-never shall | part with
life."
Saying these words, the gentle, pious
and the good Feurette, placed The lily in
her missal. 1t was uniting together The
love OF his mother, with devotion for her
own,
But il is necessary To tell the readers,
that which they may have already OWNED
namely, that the Count de Flgear had
told gross fal<ehood 10 the innocent and
unsuspecting girl. The mob who pursued
him through the streets, could, if they had
heard him. exclaim with truth, s'Ihon Hest,
The unworthy motive Of your journey 10
France, was 10 fight against her banner,
and 10 conspife with foreigners against her
liberty, her rights. and her happiness. The
lily, that thou hast given to Fleureue is not
that, which thou preiendest il to be; but it
is alone the emblem Of revolt and OF blood,
and will bring TO her nought but mIssor-
tane.a
The hospitality Of Fleureue, and her
generous protection, were enjoy ed for eight
days! One morning before sunrise, Fleur-
ellie entered hastily into the room of the
stranger, who was still sleeping.
"Hnste, haste shs exclaimed, 'sand fol-
lowme; Your presence III this house Is
already known. There are suspicious ex-
cited against the inhabitants of every house
in the Rte Basse and dounciliary visits
eEt3lfotcts "
here to-morrow perhaps, and you shall de-
part to-day"
"'fo-day r
-"Quirk, quick Here is disguise for
your persorl--gold for your expensps-a
certificate of citizenship that | have found
inn fathers pocket book, and a passport
for the frontier. Louis pardon me for trem-
bling and weeping thus, like a chld-like
a fool. 1t seems as if looked at you--as
i'll spoke to you for tile last time"
Some hours after this scene, The Count
de Figear was far from Nantes. He was
able 10 embark on board nautical vessel
and from that instant, the maiden had
nought to console her but the lily that rest
i - hof, 4 hot rhs oc
her own good action.
The story does not end there. Would
that it did
One evening, a crowd of Republicans
gathered around the doors of the Inasion in.
which Citizen Clission resided. The door
Of the honest citizen was instantly opened,
and the crowd were soon 10 be seen rum
maging in all parts of the house. They
sought in vain for the criminal of whom
they were in search, md they were about
TO dcsist from their inquiry, when there
rolled from beneath the pillow Of Fleurette
mysterious book, but of whose balfopen-
ed leaves there futtered a wiihered lily.
Good Heavens! lily, and mnss-book
Religion and loyalty, both forbidden BY the
mutton! Here is enough to kill ten times
over Fleurette and her father.
sWhose is that book ~ said the Commits
saiy Of the people.
"I seemed TO me, as fit were very like
amissal," stammered the father.
"No. it is prayer book" firmly replied
Fleurette.
"From whom had yon this book n in
CURED the Commissary.
II don't know muimured Gibson.
II had it from my mother, who believed
-, Cnd e.t.l;al ii, t,,a1tlos, n
the story of this lily--it is d secret--a secret
of conseience--and can only Tell j. 10 my
confessor, when there is agaln in France,
as there were formerly, confessional, for
repenant sinners"
aYes--bnt you must tell your secret Ut
the tribunal Of the people"
SHY heart will inspire me.o
Justice will judge you, lovely peniient.n
.And God will Judge my Judges" 4.
"No--hnt God will curse you, as curse
YOU" cried Citizen Gibson.
"Down with the Chouans! down with
the lily Long live the Repu.llc.n
Fleurette was brought 10 the awful lri-
bnnal She pitied The tears and The despair
of her old father. She entieavored to tell
the little story Of her innocent love--of her
pious visits each evening to THE shade Of
her molher--of The misssl-- Of The unhappy
arisiocrat that IN iniuriated crowd pursueds
and that she had sheltered in her home
| she spoke TOO ofthe lily timt he had given
u her, and Of the love tiiat she had given N
exchange A #ss
"Yes,' cried Flenretre, without lremhling,
but not without hlashing~-sI accuse N.Y.
self Of hnving loved nobIenaur-I con-
cealed him for eight days, without The
knowledge Of my faihes, and unknown %
him | cnnnsellad the Count lie ElneAr 10