Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1853-06-09
MONTPELIER, VERMONT, THUIsDAY,

found MS lce-encrclnd AFBrt. me execution
er now approached, but waving Him aside. he
motioned to his confessor to draw near. deter
mined to protract his existence whle fhere was
room for hope. At this instant ihe sbrihs sound
of a trumpet was heard the soandsof Par.
don! Reprieve! Reprieve!" was re-echoed a.
mong the multitude with most lively demonstra-
tions of ioy-so much had his modest demeanor
and apparent innocence interested the people in
his behalf.
The companion of Mendez, on his return to Ro-
chee, had heard OF the execution that was 10
take place, and curiosity had prompted him to
inquire the particulars, which, when related to
him, he formed the noble resolution Of saving the
life OF the innocent ST. Aubin, even at the ex-
pense Of his own!
He therefore wrote, anddispa;ched a nete by
friend in fwhom he confdsd, at,as-sssaee Of exc
cuton, and fastening to a magistrate, he related
all that had happened on that eventful night
his subsequent shipwreck-and finally his reso-
luton to lead life of honesty, if it should be
spared him. It is hardly necessary to add that
OH investigating his claims to mercy, it was ac-
corded to him, soon after the honorable acqula
of Jean ST. Aubin. To describe the feelings of
this youth on 80 monotonous an occasion would
be impossible. An hour ago scarcely shadow
rested between him and eternity-the world was
now again before his view
But where was she who was the light of his
path? in darkness, he had heard of her mental
arrangement, and it touched him 10 the soul
"Yet will see her." exclaimed he" she has
not-oh! no--she cannot have forgotten me-"
! The father of Annette, conscious of the mis-
cry which his error had occasioned Jean. kindly
welcomed him to his house, and led him to the
apartment Of his daughter, whom he found ar
ranging some little articles of taste, which he
had given her, upon the manlle-piece. At the
sound of footsteps. she turned round, and fixed
her eyes upon his face, and then upon her fa-
theirs, and said in low tone, " Bul it cannot be
he"-and then she began to sing the flogment
of song, in a voice of the most impressive mel
ancholy-
They've placed him beneath the cold, cold sod
| And he rests in early grave
But his soul has flown to meet It's God
lve kne at the throne of grace to save
"Hs poo, lost soul " she added, with emotion.
raising her clasped hands to heaven! St. Aubin
gazed on the lovely maniac with the most affec
tionate tenderness, and advancing softly, he laid
his hand on her shoulder, and gently whispered
"Annette! my own dear Annette it is St.
Anbin do you not know me?"
| AT the sound of his voice, she started. and
passing her hand across her brow,a if aVaking
from dream, she burst forth invR passionate
food of tears. On recovering "a ksr emotion,
shs clond- -,vb.,S.,-l,-.'--~i.----ss rsea, be-
gan to subsde, and as he clasl to his ag
tated bosom, she parted the brig III that cIus-
tered on his brow, and gazed long Ena wistfully
upon his face-when a beamng smile, such as
she used to wear in her days of happiness, crossed
her pale heek-and she exclaimed with iov-
"Oh yes! it is he my own St. Aubin!
knew he was guiltess Bless us, oh my father
Bless your children, for am rrevocab!y his !"
Mons. Duman advanced, and aking her hand
placed it in that of her enraptured lover, and as
he uttered ferveni benediction on their union,
he add d in low voice to jean" But let US
hear no more Of revenge !"