The Camden weekly journal. [volume] (Camden, South-Carolina) 1853-1861, 1853-04-05

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"A search took place instantly; and d.
Pierrepont, as his companion. was visited by
the police agent De Picrrepont deposed thai
Dubois on his reaching his house bade him &C
in, for that he could 60 up the hill safely alone
but still he requested him to keep a bag Of
1000 francs in silver; because it was so heavy
until the morning. This 1000 francs he gave
up to the police. Of 10000 francs in notes
he solemnly declared he knew nothing. On
this he was arrested as the assassin, tried
found guilty, and sent to the galeys for life
His wife solemnly declared that she heard Du
bois wish her husband good night, and say
laughingly, I'll send cart for the silver inthe
morning. But instead of benefiting him in the
ewes of the world she became his accomFlice
To avoid being hooted at in the streets, she
left the village, and every penny being spent
ere her husbands trial was over, she obtained
reluctant permission to dwell in the charcoal
burners deserted hut. But all Stunned her
and her child as they would lepers, and TO live
she was obliged to walk miles in search of work
of the coarsest description. Leave the coun
try she would not, because she was born there
and she felt convinced that her husband would
be ultimately pardoned."
His companion listened attentively and then
exclaimed:
"And you Join, Edward, in the infamous
persecution. Supposing the father guilty
(which to me is not clearly proven-and you
know am lawyer why should this poor
child suffer for the sins of her fathers Why
the savages of North America, where l have
Just come from, are more civilized than you.-
see in this heroic couple, subject of wonder
and admiration, but not of hate. Poor crea'
ture! Fifteen years OF misery have not sat-
isfed you all, butyou must still treat them as
outcasts."
"My dear Arthur, you have Just come from
America, where it appears to me you pick up
very singular notious. For my part, the wife
and daughter of an assassin, and the assassin
ofmy uncle, are detestable wretches whom
must hate" said the other, in his usual cool
way. His fit ofauger was past.
'Injustice, infamous injustice! Poor girl!
think see her meek face now, looking at me
so proudly and yet so sweetly. l never sa"
any thing so lovely in my life."
"Why, the mans in love!" exclaimed Ed
ward Dubois, the heir of the murdered mans
property.
"Hall; and what is more, Edward, do you
know Id marry that girl tomorrow, if she'c
! have me; but know she wouldn't"
''By my faith" said Edward, "you amaze
me; and am not easily amazed. Of course
you are Jo.ilg."
/ Cline will show. But now, my dear fel
low, adicu; you follow that path in search o
pleasure, this on business"
"A4iiea q Grnaaia-" -----Sr..,-r.tt
: "ies. You breakfast with me at the little
inn, YOU know"
agreed, my philosopher. Adieu"
: Aud Edward Dubois galloped down mar
row path leading to the chateau of certain
Count de Jesson, who that day gave grand
dinner and evening party. As soon as Ar
thur-saw that he was out ofsight, he turned his
horses steps aud galoped hard towards the
charcoal burners hut.
! When Madeleine returned to the hut and be-
gan making fire, size told her mother what
had passed, and showed her the gold piece
I They were used to this kind Of treatment, and
the mother did not feel it much now. The
scorn Of fifteen years had made her desplse
the world. But Madeleine seemed hurt.
81 do not care" she exclaimed aloud at last
"for hat young Monsieur Dubois said; but
am vexcd that the good looking stranger
should have said thai was not woman"
'lou are not woman, but an angel!' ex
cluimed Arthur solelnnly; he had approached
on foot and had heard portion Of their con-
versaton.
The mother and daughter stood still in
dumb amazement.
"You seem surprised madam" said the
young man, addressing the mother; "you will
be still more so when | add that have return
ed with the deliberate intention of implorne
you to give me your daughters hand in mar
riage; not now-instsntly, but when you
know me better"
"Monsieur," exclaimed the mother indg
nantly, "thiS is too much. Go. The felon's
daughter is still too good for insult"
MADAM" replied Arthur respectfully, 'per'
haps your astonishment will cease when ado
that your husband is innocent, and that have
come sixteen thousand miles to prove it." g
"You are-spcaking-seriously" "gaspedthe
poor old woman.
"On my soul and conscience" said Arthur
solemnly.
"Oh Joy! Oh joy~ shrieked the girl, clasp
ing the stranger round the neck; "the saviour
has come at last"
"Be calm, my dear young lady, and | vii
tell you my story in few words. You viii
then understand my motives, in coming here
| scarcely expected to find you at Solenhal
but at last determined to try. | came yester
day night, and soon heard Of your heroic re-
signation and courage. Be seated, dear girl
and listen to tidings that will be joyful indeed
to your ilal heart"
Madeleine blushing, her color going and
coming, obeyed. and seated herself on a log
near the young stranger
"I am a Young Frenchman, and about seven