Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1856-07-18

fence than tnat Oh attempting 70 Join . u
not, might well have shaken his fortitude
"Who are you? 2" asked the Spanish
General, in French. s.-.-
Leckinski looked at his interrogatol
and, 81 do not misunderstood" replied
in German
General Castanos understood, German
but not wishing to occupy his own time
with this business, he called one OF the
officers of the staff and gave the matter
over to him.
The examination continued. The young
Pole gave the answers alternatively in
in Russian and German. keeping himself
cautiously on his guard against uttering
single word OF French. He had no ca
sy part to play. for he was narrowly
watched by a crowd of fierce Spaniards.
thirsting for his blood, and betraying a
savage eagefness that he might be found
guilty-that was. declared TO be in the
employment OF the French.
The furious excitement was increased,
and his safety much endangered by cir
cumstance which now occurred An
aid-de5camp of. Castanos, who had been
one of the most eager to declare him a
French spy in disguise, rushed into the
room. after short absence. holding by
the arm a:peasant, in brown jacket. and
a high crowned hat. surmounted by a
feather. Having forced his way through
the crowd. he confronted his companion
with Leckinski:
Look at that man." said he. "and
then inform US if he is German or a
Russian. He is a spy. l would swear
by my salvation" continued. he stamping
his foot angriy upon the ground.
The peasnt for moment gazed stea-
dily at the young Pole. Then this dark
eye kindled, and with bitter expression
of hatred exclaimed:
He is Frenchman he is French
man !" lie then turned to the aid de-
camp Said :" Some weeks ago went to
Madrid with load ofhay for the barracks
This man is the one to whom | delivered
the forage he gave me receipt for
it. | stood behing him for long time,
BY the broken gate under the trees. When
saw him brought in to-day, l said to
Antonio. yondcr, (Antonio. my brother
in.law,) " There is the Frenchman to
whom delivered the forage"
" Let him be shot let him be shot J."
exclaimed dozen unruly voices.
"Shoot him shoot him II echoed from
the croowd assembled to look in at the
wondows at the Z" French Spy"
" But" said an officer, "a Is it prudent
to expose ourselves to the risk of diff
Guilty with Russia thus hastily 2"
" Certainly not.'' said another officer.
" but let it be proven that the man is
really Russian"
Leckenski heard all this, for he under
stood Spanish very we'll. He was led out
and locked up in dungeon.
AT the timG Of his arrest he had not
tasted food since the afternoon of the pre-.
vious day, and when the prison door was
locked npon him, eighteen hours had
eIaosed since he had partaken of any
nourishment. Add to this the fatigue
and anxiety he had suffered. and it will
not be matter Of surprise that he threw
himself in state OF utter exhaustalion
on mattress that lay on the ground,
and WAS soon asleep.
This being ascertained through the
loop-hole Of the wall, one Of the officers
returned to his own house.
His young and handsome wife was sea.
on a yellow cushion playing the guitar.
-" Bonita" said he, I'VE have, we
think, taken q French spy, but he pre-
tends to be in the Russian service that
may be but a pretcxt nevertheless, we
have not been able to make him betray
himself. Woman's art will sometimes
avail where mans sagaclty has failed ;
come With me TO the guard house."
In that country Of faithless wives. du-
ennas and intrgues, Bonita loved her
husband. Her guitar was quickly laid
aside. her yellow cushion rolled away,
her. mantilla thrown over her black hair.
Arrived there the Spanish officer bade
her look through the loop-hole at the
sleeping youth"
IL will wait here" said he; {. do you
go in with q lamp. and throwing the lamp
suddenly on his face, awake him. When
thus thrown OF his guard listen to what
he says, and watch his gestures"
Bonita bowed her head in token of ODE
dience. The jailer opened the door
noisclessly. aud She entered.
Leckenski had been asleep about two
hours when some one softly approached
his couch. It was Bonita. A hand was
held before the lamp to shade the glare
from his eyes. aud when the hand
was Withdrawn he felt a gentle tap on
the shoulder. and a sweet-toned voice Ut.
tered the words in French:
Will have some supper 2"
Bonita had true woman's heart
She dreaded the idea Of being accessory
to the evil planned for this young man.
His unprotected situation aud his early
years filled her heart with pity. But
still she dared not disobey. As he spoke
she grasped his wrist with frmness, which
recalled his scattered senses he awoke.
The young Pole. thus suddenly arous
ed from his slumbers by the glare of the
light and the words of the young woman