Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1857-05-29
Giterarp Selections.
THE sExToNs DAUGHTER.
+. TALE OF THE FRENCH REVOLUTION.
BIZ ]. Fl. ROBINSON.

BIZ ]. II. ROBINSON.
sThere has been great battle at Fleu-
rus and our armies were victorious" said
Citizen Dupree, entering his house some
ghat hastily.
These words were addressed to his
wife and daughter. The latter was eight
cen years of age, comely, and of an ami
,ye disposition. Her name was Virgin
ie
The allies are soundly beaten, and a
,ortion of the French army is on its way
here"
aOn its march to Brussels" exclaimed
yirgnie.
aParbleu! one would think you a pro-
.cr;bed Aristocrat. What have we to
Ssr from the Republicans? Do I not
wear the tri-colOred cockade? Am l not
r;,isen Dupree, and very well known
CSia. the battle of Fleurus was very
oreat battle between two armies of eighty
tb#and each. The scene of the fight
ga, along the line of crescent of ten
leagues"
sWin this great victory, as you call it,
strengthen Robespierre?" ?"
at will give new power to the Revo-
luton, l suspect. am sure it will make
the committee popular. There are fac
fOns among the republican leaders, which
| cannot well understand; but I know,
child, that there has been a victory; the
citizens are rejoicing and rejoice with
them. 1t is safest to follow the example
Of the people; it keeps ones head upon
ones shoulders"
"The times are terrible! Human life
is no longer respected. Crime stalks
abroad in his most loathsome aspect, and
is unrebuked. long for the days of the
monarchy again p said Virginie, earnest
ly.
Hush what have you said Your
rashness may ruin us. In these days
wooden walls have ears-to hear trea-
son."
Citizen Dupree was pale with fear
He held up his finger warningly, went to
the door, looked out into the streets, came
back and threatened Virginie with his
severest displeasure if she did not exer-
else more prudence, and then left the
house to gain additional news respecting
the battle of Fleurus.
An hour after his departure, Virginie
was sitting in the door, listening uneasily
th the sound of distant shouts and occa
siOnal reports of guns. Rendered ner
vous and timid by those ominous sounds
she was on the point of Withdrawing int
the house, when a young man rushed
along the street and paused before her il
great disorder. He painted for breath
and was ready to sink from exhaustion.
"You are French refugee?" said Vir
giRie.
"Yes, and if 1 go back, / am lost y b
answered, casting hurried and apprehen
Sve looks behind.
@If you go forward, you are also lost,
said Virginie, filled with compassion fc
theyoung refugee. I'D
not despair. 1 will make an effort
save you. Come with me-"
"ReAect one moment said the refI
gee, struck with her generosity and beal
ty. Discovery will cost you your lif
I fear it would be cowardly in me to il
SOlve you in my peril. Weep for m
MademoiseIe, and leave me"
"We close time-moments are preciou
This way-hesitate, and we are lost"
cannot extend to you the hospitalities
my fathers house. He wears the n
honal cockade; he is revolutionist"
She conducted him to an outhouse.
"Here you must secrete yourself
night. Be quiet, and rest assured of n
assistance"
She returned TO the house, where s
mad been but a few moments, when Jea
heduc, who had long tried to secure b
good Will, came in. He was excite
and there was blood upon his hands a
garments.
What have you been doing, Jea
What spots are those upon your clott
and person?" she demanded.
1t is the blood of the enemies of
eny' Some refugees have been driv
nom their lurking-places on the 'front.'
We have slain some of them. One I
inlS way; have you seen him 2"
Have you sunk SO low as to beco
AeOnnon assassin? Do republics sa
non murders and robberies? Go, Je
and let me see you no morel y cried
ginle, Indignantly.