The Union and eastern journal. [volume] (Biddeford [Me.]) 1854-1858, 1857-11-20
In a short time Hudelt returned, and

In a short time Hudelt returned, an
, spoke in low voice to his commands
who said, very good Hudelt then wen
: and spoke to the officers belt nging o
the grass, who Immediately sprang y
and followed him to the best room In tn
house, where beautiful rustic repast wa
spread, of which the emperor was already
partaking, Not a word was spoken 70
several minutes. AT last Napoleon ab
rnptly said:- ...t.i
| "You are a fortunate man Hudclt.-
Accident prevented a battle in this neigh
borhood; else your farm would have
been spoiled for a year, your orchard
and crops destroyed, and perhaps al
your lives sacrificed. Part of my force
is not a very long march from your door
now, and the enemy is everywhere.
have been rcconnoitering round you, bn,
you may rest in peace; no shot will be
fired here; II would be useless waste O.
life. have been betrayed. The repas,
is opportunc, for we have had little to ca1
to day. Come" addressing his compan'
ions, and advancing to the door, slime
presses"
AS he walked to the horse, he me,
Pauline and Pierre coming from the gate
and said .....
"Kiss me for the last time, my little
one. Had your father lived, and been in
command of Paris, the dcstinies OF France
might have been changed"
A jingling Of spurs and sabres, a
trampling OF hoofs and the vision was
gone. No one in that house ever saw
Napoleon more; but the plate from which
he eat, the cup from which he drank, and
the chair on which he sat, are still treas
urcd in the family as the most priceless
hcirloons of the past.
CHAPTER III.
Two more years had passed. Napolc-
on had returned from Elba, given the
hereditary thrones Of Europe their last
shaking, been sent to his far of prison,
and that hated Bourbon again sat on the
throne OF his ancestors. But the Parish
ans seem to have forgotten these events,
and were merry. Grand parties were
given, and the grandcst of all the season
was to be given in honor of young noy-
clst and poet, whose praises were sound
ed by every tongue. His name was
Pierre Hudcit, and his wife, Pauline, was
the belle of Paris. When the party
broke up at very late hour, Pierre, be-
ing what his friends jocosely called him,
a desperate in manner, resolved, rs it
was pleasant night to walk home, and
a gay party determined to keep them
company. When they arrived near
Pierrc's hotel, beautiful girl of shame,
whose thin and cheap attire was tasteful
ly arranged upon her cxquisitely mould
ed form, crossed the street and stood di-
rcctly in front of them, under a glaring
lamp. Pauline uttered q cry, and
sprang towards the melancholy appari-
ton.
The cousins had met once more.
Pauline attempted to embrace Camille,
but the latter threw her off with fierce
gesture, and fled down u narrow street
ending in impenctrablc darkness. Two
days after, Pierre, who, aided by the po-
lice, had been searching for Camille,
found her lifclcss body at the dead house
on the Seine, where it had been deposit
ed dripping from the water about an
hour before. Three evenings afterwards,
Pauline and Pierre sat with Hudclt and
Marie and the good parish priest, before
the old kitchen hearth, on which q
cheerful fire blazed. Deep silence reign
cd, and each seemed busy with melan-
choly thoughts suddenly the old farmer
exclaimed:
'Soul of my mother! but this is n
strange wcrld. Who would have thought,
five years ago, that this would have been
the cnd-when ], a poor laborcr, was
standing in the road with the orphans,
and the little corporal, sitting in the car
riage with the Empress, was the most
powerful monarch the world had ever
seen! Camille chose the emperor for
her guardian, and Pauline the peasant.
Now, the Emperor is prisoner, Ca
mile is sleeping in the, churchyard, while
| am rich, Pierre is famous, and Pauline
the belle ofParis. Holy father, you arc
wise, read me this riddle.
at is simple riddle, good Jean,' said
the priest slowly rubbing his hands,
"iou remember what Paulinc's dying
mother said:
"The humble may rise and carry us
with them, while the great may fall and
crush us in the ruin." AS for the rest,
the lesson is this; Seek first the king
dom Of heaven and its rightco sncss,
AMI every good thing shall be added un-
TO thee
And Merle said--"Amcn."