White Cloud Kansas chief. [volume] (White Cloud, Kan.) 1857-1872, 1859-08-11

street. Our door in the cellar below
cannot open from this side. Here is .
disguise for you. On with it, and b.
prepared. and 1 will send one to you VIII,
will lead you to a place of safety"
"But what is it, good Simon? VIVA
has happened ?" the Count asked, in ner
vous anxiety.
"Ah, the blow we have so long expec
ted, is about to be struck. l dreamed
not it was coming so soon. Only hal
an hour ago did l mistrust that the blood.
6end was to be set loose tonight
"1o-nigM! The Uood Jfend ?" itera.
ted Philip, trembling.
"Aye-the Romish hounds smell the
Christian blood, and they are on the
track. 1 do believe that the arm is rails.
ed, even now. If the blow does come,
you will not be safe here, for the Rue Per-
du has many Protestant houses on it, and
they will all be searched. But fear not.
Dress yourself as soon as possible, and
| will send a man who shall conduct you
safely. Do not fear to trust him, for he
will most assuredly prove faithful /
cannot stop now"
"But, Adele st. Aulnay-'
"She is in the Louvre"
"In the hands of the Queen 81
"Fear not for her. You shall see her
anon. for to the Louvre you shall go at
once"
"To the Louvre!" uttered Philip, start
ing with establishment.
"Yes-but l cannot stop, now. Be
quick, and your conductor will be here
anon. He will answer you more Fare
well. Keep mp a stout heart, and you
shall be safe.''
AS the butcher thus spoke, he turned.
and quickly strobe from the apartment
Philip would have asked many questions
Of him, but the opportunity was gone.
1t was some time before the Count
could sufficiently collect his thoughts to
turn his attention to the orders the butch
err had left. The words which had been
spoken, still rang strangely in his ears,
and an hundred vague surmises hoated
before his Imagination. AT length, how
ever, he opened the bundle, and in it he
found the dark habit of a Capuchin friar.
He did not hesitate long. but quickly re-
moving such of his clothing as was nec-
essary, he put on the monkiSh dress. He
had fastened the coarse robe about his
loins, and was Just lashing the rough san
dals to his feet, when his door was again
opened, and the old Benedictine, Aymar,
entered, and behind him came another
man habited in the g0rb Of Capuchin.
The Count finished his sandals. and then
gazed upon the old man. That white
beard seemed to flow more solemnly over
the breast, and upon the brow sat shade
of gloom. But those strange, dark eyes
looked the same as ever, nor could the
Count express the sensation of strange,
vague suspicion that came creeping over
him as he found those eyes beaming upon
him. 1t was shapeless suspicion
without form or substance-but yet it
found home in the young mobiles soul,
nor could he drive it out.
Count d. Artoy," spoke the old man,
while he leaned heavily upon his staff, 81
have come to conduct you to a place OF
safety. 1 suppose Simon Wendell has in
formed you that some one would come
for you"
'Yes," returned Philip, gazing hard
into the face of the aged Benedictine.
"Then, we need no further prelimina-
ries. Here is friend who will accom-
pany u.s."
At this remark, the individual who
had followed Aymar into the room, came
forward. The dark cowl was drawn up
over his head so as to effectually conceal
his features, and in his hand be carried a
lantern, the lamp of which was already
lighted.
Count Philip" he said, in tones
which were not to be mistaken. " lou
won't fear to trust me.
"What % cried d. Artoy, starting for
ward, and extending his hand; "Good
Michael Girard %
eyes, my master-your own faithful
Michael" .
"But where have you been? Where"
"Tll tell you all about it, when we
have more time. Wait, now"
Come" said Aymar, eve must be on
the move. found Michael searching for
you, and 1 brought him hither," he con-
tinued, turning to the Count, "and now
I think he will serve us both. Do not
wonder that I assist you in escaping the
slaughter which / know is coming, nor
shall YOU fear me because 1 appear in the
garb of the great Harlot. What do. L
do in love for Adele st. Aulnay. Let
that suffice for the present"
AS the old man ceased speaking Phil
ip gazed into his face for some moments,
in silence; but at length he said:
FEATHER, answer me one question -
Have we not met before %
"Yes-at the House of one Pierre La
font"
"Aye-I know that, of course; but
had we not met before that >" continued
Philip, with much earnestness.
eve had" answered Aymar.
$50 l felt assured. And now answer
me once more: Where did we meet ?"
The old man hesitated a moment, and
then he replied:
"You must excuse me, but will not
answer your question now. If we both
outlive the blow that is coming, you shall
know all"
The Benedictine stopped, for at thai
moment, the air was awoke by the deep