The Lancaster ledger. [volume] (Lancaster, S.C.) 1852-1905, 1855-09-19
who are your asked the Spanish
Generalin French. ''"

replied IN German. Il do not understand,
General Castons understood German.
but not wishing to occupy his own time
with THIS business he called one of the off;r
GERS OF the staff and gave the matter owe.
to him. The examination was con,;rn
ed The young Pole gave his answer
alternately in Russia and German, keen.
ing INN ell most cautiously ON his puard
against dropping p single word OF French
lie had no easy part topIay, for he was
narrowly watched hy crowd of fierce
SPanards, thirsting for his blood, and we
traying savage eagerness that he might
be found guilty; thai was, declared TO be
IN the employment of the French.
lhe iurious excitement was increased
and hls safety much endangered by the
circumstance which now occurred. An
Aid de camp Of Castons, who had been
one OF the most eager to declare him a
French spy in disguise, rushed into the
room' after a short absence, holding by
the arm peasant, in brown jacket and
high crowned hat, surmounted By
high feather. Having forced his
way through the crowd, he confronted his
companion with LeckinsLi.
Look at that mani said he, "and then
inform ia If he is German or a Russian
lie Is II spy, | would swear bv NV saliva.
ton, continued he, stampins his foot An.
gr:ly 10 the ground.
The peasant for few moments oazoI'
stea'ltast'y AT the young Pole. Then his
dark eye kindled, and vim n bitter ex.
preston Of fury and hatred, he cxclaim.
cd:
He is II Frenclmanr hC is a French.
mani
lie then turned to the all lie camn and
said--"Sone weeks ago went 10 Mad.
rid with load Of hay for the barracks.
The man is the one TO whom [ delivered
Tie forage; he gave ME receipt for it. I
stood behind him for long time. bv the
broken gate under the trees. When
saw him brought in TO day, said to
Antonio, son'ler, Antonio my brother in.
law. There is the FrenchInan to whom
! delivered the forage
Let him be shot, let him he sho,p ex.
claimed dozen unruly voices.
Shoot him! shoot him. echoed from
the crowd assembled TO look in at the
widows ut the FRENCH spy.'
But, said an officer, lis Il prudent TO
expose ourselves to the risk OF difficulties
with Russia, thus haSlilyT
Certainly not replied another officer.
'hnt lei it be proved that the man is really
a liussan.'
L"ckinski heard MI this, for he under
stood Spanish. He was led out. and
locked up in dungeon.
Al the time Of his arrest, he had not
tasted food since the afternoon of the pre
csding day, and when the prison door
was locked upon him, eighteen hours had
elapsed since he had partaken of any
mourishment Add TO this the fntir,ie
and anxiety. lie had suffered, and it will
not be matter Of surprise that he threw
himself IN state Of utter exhaustion on
a matuass asleep.
This being ascertained through loop
hole in the wall, one Of the officers return
ed TO his own house.
His young and handsome wife was sit
ting on a yellow cushion, playing the
guitar.
Bonita, said he, I'VE have, we think
taken French spy, but he pretcnds to
be IN the Russian service; that may be but
- Pretext, nevertheless1we have not been
able to make him betrsy himself. Wo.
mans art will sometimes avail where
mans sagacity has failed; come with me
to the guard house
la that county Of faitltless wi, e., ,duen.
mas and intrigues, Bonita loved her hus.
band. Her guitar was quickly laid aside
her yellow cushion rolled away, her man
tilla thrown over her black hair.
Arrived there, the Spanish officer babe
her look through the loop hole, at the
sleeping youth. ".
Il will wait here said be, do you 90
in with q lamp and throwing the lieh,
suddenly upon bis face, awake him
When thus thrown of his gurl listen to
what he says, and watch his gestures.
Bcnila bowed her head, In a token Of
obedience. Tie jailor opened the door
noiselessly; and she entered. @'
Leckinski bad been asleep about two
honrs, when some one softly approached
his couch. twas Bonita. A hand was
held before the flame Of the lamp. 10
shade the glare from his eyes. and when
the hand was Withdrawn, he felt gentle
tap on his shoulder, and sweet toned
female voice altered the words, in French:
!, viii you hare some sppperr
RENTS had true woman's heart, She
dreded the idea Of being accessory 10 the
evil planned Cor this young man. His
unprotected situation, his esrly years fI.
Isi her heart with pity, Still she dared
aet disobay. As she spoke. she graspcd
his swrist with fiEpness. which recalled
liis seat.esed senses as he axoke. :,
The Young Pole. tl,ss ssddeniy arose
from bis slpmben ~ che glare Of light
and the wcsds Of the womaR, aeconpaai-
cd by the tap on bis shorider, vac about
60 forget himself when the pressure Of
bis wFist By exciting his wopder, bsoseh.
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