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borne since he became known to her was
his mothers.
He bent again to listen-a smile was
on her lips. Size seemed visited with hap
py dreams; and STOPPING low to catch her
inarticulate murmurs, he again heard
Louis de Money coupled with another
name which had been familiar TO his
childhood. He was amazed-how could
she have come 10 the knowledge OF this
name? He wished she would awake, but
she seemed sinking into deeper slumber,
and he felt that he must depart without
the interchange of q word. Still he re-
NAMED, as if spell bound, bending over
her till her breath famed his cheek, when,
yielding to n resist'ess-i impulse. he slight
ly pressed his lips upon her brow.
Light as was the touch Of that impas-
stoned kiss. il tawoke her. and she sprang
to her feet In her terror, she failed 20
recognize him; she saw only tall figure
standing beside her; and with bound.
she rushed from him toward the door.
which opened from the corridor. Her
dress was caught by some slight obstacle
as she was passing through; and in her
eager haste to disengage it. she cast
furtive glance at the intruder. when she
was struck with a certain me.hing in
his air. and in the outline OF his fgure.
which arrested her flight.
'Eu uphrosyne!' whispered the well
turned toward him. He advanced.
You are sufe, thank God! she said:
but the sound of closing door. and then
of voices approaching. alarmed her; and
snatching her hand from his clasp. she
darte6 swiftly away. Louis stood for a
minute like one en,rauced; but he had no
time to linger; and comforted by having
seen her, he strove 10 persuade himself
that it was better for her happiness and
for his honor, that he had been saved the
expression of feelings. into which. had
the interview been prolonged. he might
have been betrayed. He left the castle,
and departed swiftly to his mission
The brief truce Of the night was bro
ken at early dawn by the guns of the en-
emy. who. undaunied by the illfort une
of the proceeding day. renewed the assault
with a courage Of success. But they
contended against fearful odds; and
though, for six continuous hours, they
pressed the attack with unexampled Wig
or, they were at last compelled 10 retreat
before the overwhe lining power cf their
opponents. Many there were on the
decks of the little flolila. who would have
preferred dying in the struggle; but Sir
William Phipps. no less brave than hu'
man, wished TO avoid useless waste oi
/ life, and, assured that all chance OF vic
tory was at an end. he ordered the an
chors to be weighed; and, crippled by the
guns of the fortress, many of her gallant
hearts cold and silent. others bleeding
on her deck. the defeated armament float
ed slowly down the stream.
Fast and continuous from the highes
of the ciiidol pouring on the retiring flee
The fire Of its cannon; scarcely ball spec
through the air in vain; and when at las
one Of them in its flight struck the mas
Of the admiral's vessel. and sent it head
long, with the proud mast of England
its top, into the st. Lawrance. what hu
initiation crushed the hearts of its defen
ders,-what insolent JOY swelled the tri
umph of The viciors!
Borne up by its silken folds, the fat
d token of surrender, which they haileC
with shouts that shook the city 20 its cen
ter. On il came. watched with breath
less interes: by ;hat eager multitude, til
suddenly, saturated by The waves. it dis
appeared beneath them. The end Of tn,
splintered flagstaff floating on the sur
face. de signaling the place where i, hac
sunk. The bres thless hush which sue
ceeded its immersion. was broken by the
clear commanding voice of M. de From
tenac impetously exclaiming.
Shall the trophy be lost to US, anC
not an arm among the hundreds here
outs,retched TO pluck it from the wave?
God forbidr shouted Louis st. Ours.
ard with tie words he cnst aside his Goa
and sword, and leaping from the deck
dashed out into the stream. The wei
kin rang with enthusiastic cheers; anC
| many OuC WIN huu oHioHh IiOH 'hS
peril. now envied the young man who
had dared it the glory of the act.
The retrsating foe were still neal
enough TO mark the proceedings..o on shore
and hoping TO rescue THAR fallen foe
from the grasp of the victors. they renew
ed their slackened fire. But. regardless
OF danger. though the balls fell fast
around him. St. Ours pressed on. The
lhrong upon the shore watched his pro-
gress in profound silence; but when he
safely neared the flagstaff. and grasping
it. held up the flag. burst of gralua-
sion, long and deafening. greeted his tri-
umph. and was again renewed, and yet
again. as he swan ba ck with the trophy
TO The shore. Leuping up the bank, he
laid it. with proudly hrobbing heart. at
the feet of M. de Frontenac.
Surrounded by his staff, the old noble
stood upon the highest point of the bank. 4.
watched the scene with intense interest.
A smile at its gallant issue lit up the ve-
teran's naughty face. softening its stern
expression. and revealing by its sunshine
the kindness which really formed a path
of its character. though too often OBJ
scured by the arbitrary manner which his
love OF rule had fostered. Being courte-
ously toward ST. Ours: