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with Indifference.
"who are ycui said Cssisnos, ad.
dressing the Pole in French, which he
spoke with perfect fluency, having been
educated at Sorreze.
Leckinski looked steadiastly at bis in
rerrcg tor, made q sign, md replied in
German, a. do not understand"
C,sianos himself understood and spoke
German but apparently not wishing 10
take on active part in The business, he
called one Of she officers of his staff, by
whom the examination was continued.
The young Pole gave his answers alter.
na,ely in Russian and in German, and
kept himself cautiously on his guard
against dropping single word of French.
lie had no easy part to play, for in the
little apartment in which the examination
took place, he was pressed upon by a
crowd of persons, all thirsting for his
blood, and manifesting ferocious eager
ness that he might be found gulty-that
is, declared to be Freedman,
This furnus excitement was increased
Iby n circumstance which threatened to
involve the unfortunate young mau in In
extricable difficulty. An aid.de-camp Of
Cas,anos. Tone of those fanatical patriots
SO numerous in the Spanish War; who
| from the moment of Leckinski's arrest had
declared him to be French spy, rushed
into the room in which The examination
was going on. holding by the arm peas
amt dressed in brown jacket and high
crowned Eat, surmounted by red feather
/ Having worked his wsy through the
'crowd, the officer placed the peasant be.
fore the Polish officer.
look at that man, said he, "and
hen inform lis whether he is German
or Russian. He is spy, would swear
by my salvalion," continued he, stamping
his feet furiously on The ground.
The peasant for few moments gazed at
the young Pole s'eadfastly.
Then his dark eye kindled. and with
bitter expression of fury and hatred, he
exclaimed, "Es IN frances! Es ura Fran
cest"
! He then related that few weeks preyi-
uusly he had been 10 Madrid TO convey
some hay, having, i'll common with all the
inhabitants OF his village, been required
to carry forage to the barracks. Il know
this man." continued the peasant" he is
the same to whom delivered the forage
and vino gave me the receipt for l..
stood beside him for nearly an hour, and
| | know his face well. When saw him
arrive, said to my comrades-That is
the French officer to whom I delivered my
forage.
Castanos probably saw the truth: hut
he was noble and generous enemy. 1t
was not by wantonly shedding blood that
he wished to cement the edifce of Span
ish liberty. Castanos possibly perceived
tllal the prisoner was not Russian, but
he dreaded the cruel treatment TO which
he would be exposed if he were discover
ed to be Frenchman. He suggested
that he should be allowed to continue bis
| Journey; but at this hundred menacing
voices were raised. ...
I" But =" asked Cassanos, "would it be
prudent to expose ourselves to the risk of
| a rupture with Russia, whose neutality we
we have so earnestly solicited?"
"No," replied the officers "but let it
be proved that this man is really Rus
sian
Leckinski heard all this, for he under.
stood Spanish. He was led out and lock-
ed up in miserable chamber, which re-
sembled dungeon in the most fearful days
of the Inquisi,ion.
AT the moment of his arrest, Leckinsk
had not tasted food since the afternoon o
the preceding day, and when the door
of his prison closed upon him, eighteen
hours had elapsed since he had parlaken
OF nourishment. Add to this, the fatigue
and anxiety he had suffered in the inter.
val, and it cannot be matter of surprise
that he threw himself in state Of attei
exhaustion on a mattrass which lay or
the ground, in one corner of his prison,
He had been about two hours asleep
when his chamber door slowly opened
and some one softly approached his couch
A hand was held before the flame Of
the lamp to shade the light from his eyes
and when the hand was Withdrawn, Lee.
kinski felt some one tap him on the shoul
, der, and sweet. .'oned female voice utter
: ed the words, Voulez-vcus souper?"
, The young Pole, who was suddenly
!, reused from his slumbers by the glare o
light, the contact of the hand, and tht
words or.he young female, raised himsel
GU his couch, and with his eyes scarcely
open, exclaimed in German" What dc
you say %
Send him his supper, said Castanos
on hearing the result Of this first trial
sand then saddle his horse and let hin
continue his journey. He is no French.
: man. How could he have kept on the
mask when thus taken by surprise!
The thing is impossible"
But Castanos did no. exercise undivi
f ed authority. Leckinski's supper was
sent to him, it is true, but he continued ir
his dungeon till morning. He was ther
, conducted to place. whence he could set
the mu.ilated remains Of ten Frenchmen
who had been bru,ally massacred by the
peasantry Of. Truxillo. There, for the
space of a whole day, he was left to con-
templai, death in its most horrible form
4 He was surrounded by snares- watched
BY eyes and ears eager to catch at any
.unguarded word or gesture. AT length