Litchfield enquirer., 1854-05-04
Nisceitapy. ]
TALLEYRAND AND ARNOLD.

There was a day when lalleyrand arrived in Havre. hot foot from Paris It was the darkest hour of the French revolution. Pursued by the blood hounds of, this reign of terror. stripped of every wreck of property and power, Talley>
 and secured a passage to America, in . hip about to sail. He was a beggar and a wanderer to a strange land, to earn his daily bread by daily labor. Is there an American staying at your house 2 he asked the landlord of the hos tel. II am bound to cross the water. and would like letter to person of in- huence in the New World.'' ve n8 5, The landlord hesitsted a moment, and then replied:
 There is gentleman up stairs either from America or Britain, but whether American or Englishman. cannot tell. He pointed the way, and Talleyrand -w who in his life, was bishop, prince and prime minister ascended the stairs. A miserable suppliant stood before the strangers door, knocked and entered. k In il,e far corner Of the dimly lighted room, sat man of some fifty years, his arms folded and his head bowed upon his breast. Ercm a window directly opposi,e.a flood of light poured upon his forehead. His eyes looked fiom beneath the downcast brows. and gazed upon Talleyrand's face with peculiar and ss searching expression. Ills face was stri- king in outline, the mouth and chin in. ,dicaiive of an iron will. His form, vig- o,oue, even with the 'snows of fifty. was clad in dark, but rich and disii, guish- cd costume.s ui a9}ar' 7'iia5'a 8li,l'
 Tslleyrand advanced d--staied that he was . fugitive -and under the impress sion that the gentleman before him was an Ame.ican. solicited bis kind and feel. ing offices. aes81s
 He poured forth his history in eloquent French and broken English.
 .I am wandeiegA-an exile. I am forced to fly to the New World, without fiiend or home. You are an American Give me then, Ibeseech you. a letter oI yours. SO that may be able to earn my bread. | am willing to toil in any inan. ner-- the scenes of Paris have seized me with horror, that life of labor V ouid .be a paradise to . career of flaxury in France. You will give me a letter to one of youI f.isndss A gentleman like you has doubtless many fiiends.' 'ss tsl The strange gentleman rose. With . look that TalleyIand never forgot. be re. treated towards the door of the next chamber. his eyes looking ssiIl from be- neath his dafkened brow.
 bespoke as he retreaied backward hisH Hsoics wss full of meaning {: ej
 I am the only man born in tie Neu WosM, who can Saise..' his hand 10 God and say--l have not . friend -not oae ir l. al America. t 9 ~ SS
 Talleysand aeveTfoseos the oyerwhelm Ing sadness Of the look which aceompa' luied these wosda. se E @
 sWhoase yoag' he cried as the strange nran reircatsd Co tue next room syou' name g' isS s IEe% sss's@sl fsts
 My usme,' he replied. with fmil, ltlsat had more of mockery than joy iE ils sconvulkive exprcssion--'my name !
 f3enediet AfnoldF
 iIswas gone. TslIeyrand sank into { chair gasping the words %
 Asae.d, IIse traitor r 's S'-H
 Thns yoh ses hs wandered over th' sassh, another Cain. @jsh ths wandeFefi
 malk upon his brow. efnq nf
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