Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1854-07-13

minisled llyfis wiie's revelation, to which he
only family replied by saying, " Go on-go on.
WiSatgnore -
"What more. Parb1cu, that surely is
enough There is nothing else to SAY that |
know Of except that the Chavalier Meudon,
friend of the counts, who has been living perdu,
no, far from the back of our premises, and who
has frequently slept i'll the stable, unknown to
you, when arprcenslyo he we us bcset, will, |
far, find it difficult to get off, as the count in
formed me pursucrs had Obtained II hint of lis
hiding place thought it possible he might
have sought shelter here last night, and that
WAS one reason l sent everybody away, and
asked you to stop at home, who, knew, would
never oetmy a poor hunted fugitive. Bat,
heavens Paul, what is the matterl Help
help My God, he is dying!'
( lie was nov dying, but rapidly losing con-
sciousness which, however, Il glass Of brandy
restored Sufficiently to enable him to say, in a
husky, rapid voice: " Listen, Lucile, and hear
how your accursed secret has destroyed me.
found that fragment Of IL letter. pursued you to
Sells, and could nowhere find you there. re-
torncd, crazcd in mind, utterly crazed; for |
swallowed brandy at every catard upon the road
| burst into this room, and, reclining upon the
conope there saw the figure Of Il man asleep. In
my frenzy rushed at, grarplod with him, and
was grappled in return. y fierce, terrific con-
hict cnsued. Several times | dashed him on
the hoor and at last received this blow upon
the forehead, which rendered me ins,nsible.
How long | remained SO, know not. The
cold air revived me. | got uron my feet, pro-
cured light and saw that | had killed my
antagonist, who was stone dead. It's useless
screaming, Locille. In my horror and dis
traction, hit upon the mad expedient of plac
ing the body in a sack, bearing it forth in tn,
dark night, and casting it into the Somme.
did so, amidst, as | distinctly heard, the mock
ing laughter of dtmons--human devils the,
were not, Or should have been pursued. All
all is known, and am lost
Inv VI ~ iSCuiiu Va thO NVHhhuutt
guard WAS Simultaneous with this last cxclama
ton of Paul Verdut. GO Don't be alarmed, IN
friends" said the sergeant; 81 have calle
upon slight matter of form, nothing more
But upon my word, citoyen Verdot, that was
drol freak last night. There must have been a
unusually large number of petit rerres in tina
head of yours to have put such fancy there
Shall | tell continued the merry functionary
winking, and jerking his head towards Lucille
rs he offered Paul his snuff-box.
"Yes--to be surc,' stammered Paul. utterl
conlounded. "W hat do you mean f"
, Fgures-uous, citoyenne," said the sergeant
blandly addressing Lucille, this charmin
, husband of yours, who is, however, not ba
, fellow, let me admit par parenthes, coming hon
r in such state, you being absent, as we know
: that upon finding, decently laid out upon til
5 canapc, the dead body Of"
: "Dead body' Grand D,cu!"
/ Dead body, parbieu' that of the proscr
: Meudon and as dead, I'll warrant, as Lou
, Capet,-killed by u couple Of bullets from Il
i patriotic muskets of two of our armed citizen
! who had started the aistocrat from his lail
: which bullets, however, did not prevent hi
. from crawling into and striving to conceal hir