White Cloud Kansas chief. [volume] (White Cloud, Kan.) 1857-1872, 1859-08-25

; turned the butcher. Zone of them is tn.
, deposition of the midwife, and the othel
is signed by the nurse who died at my
house."
''And they are both dead. you say ?''
ayes, sire" fa1 s7 i Z. 2.
"Then let me see the papers,"
i Simon drew them from his bosom, and
handed them to the King. Charles took
them, and having read them both. he
commenced to tear them to pieces, saying
as he did so: -fE
! Il love the gentle Adele. and 1 would
save her from the SORROW which shall come
upon all of her house. who are known.
All ] can see how poor Kings and
/ Queens, and all Of royal blood. shall
tremble in the future. If l would be a
happy man. L would not be King. God
knows at this moment, l would change
places with the poorest peasant in my
Kingdom. But cannot do 1.-THE curse
OF royalty is fastened upon me. But
Adele shall never feel the weight of
the curse. Now promise me that you
will never, while you live, breathe word
to any living soul, save to Philip and
Adele, concerning the true circumstance
Of her birth. What say you ?"
II promise most cheerfully, SIRE" re-
piled the butcher, with his hand resting
upon his heart. Il will take any oath
you wish"
'No, mol want no oath from an hon
est man. Your pledge is enough. Now,
we will see Adele and Philip
# y
1t was in the same room, and Philip
d. Artoy and Adele were there with the
King and Simon Wendell.
Charles of France took the maiden's
hand and raised it to his lips There was
tear in his eye. and his lip trembled
Then he took Philips hand and placed
Adele's within it.
There, Philip" he said, "take her
and protect her, and make her happy il
Won can. We were friends when we were
boys, and if have been harsh towards
you since, let this make up for it ALL
Think you shall be happy with him.
Adele 90
Eyes, yes. SIRE" murmured the maid
en- and as she spoke, she hid her face in
her lovers bosom.
Remember. Philip d. Artoy," resum-
ed Charles, "the world is never to know
that you are welded to a princess royal
of France For your own peace and
happiness, keep clear of Kings, thrones,
and courts"
''Neyer fear, sire" returned the Count.
as he grasped the Kings hand and raised
it to his lips. 81 know what you mean,
for Simon Wendell has told me all of your
conversation.
"Ah, then l need say no more"
"But my mother ?" said Adele, look
ing up.
"You will see her no more" replied
Charles. at would not be safe. Henry
of Navarro, even though he has Just mar
ried our royal sister, has only saved his
life by sbjuring Professionalism, and kneel-
ing to the Pope of Rome. Our mother
would not spare even you. Let her be,
and think of her only as one who needs
your prayers and your pity. And Adele
my sweet sister-there is another who
needs your prayers. OH sometimes pray
for me. Will you not %
eyes, yes" murmured the fair girl,
once more resting herself upon the Kings
bosom. "Yes, Charles, will pray for
you often"
Then God bless you-bless you ever.
And you. too, Philip. You al have safe
conduct from our Capital. wish L could
go with you'll wish L could escape this
-. But let it pass. am cursed,
and I must live it out. Remember me
often. and forget me not in your prayers.
Go now before Catharine de Medicis
awakes to some new purpose"
Charles took them once more by the
hand, in turn he blessed them and babe
them farewell. Then he turned away,
and his soul was heavy and sad. He was
to smile no more on earth
The news Of the terrible massacre of
St. Bartholomew had reached Rome. and
all was Joy and excitement Bon6res
were kindled, and cannons were fired. A
solemn mass of thanksgiving was celebra-
ted by the Pope. Gregory XIII, in per-
SON, for the butchery OF the Professionals
in France. and the courier who first
brought the intelligence, was muni6eently
rewarded -
After-the Pope Of Rome had concluded
the service of thanks to Almighty God
for the dreadful slaughter Of the Protes-
tants, he caused medal to bestruck in
COMMUNICATION of what he termed 'fhs
glorious epent F' Copies of this medal
are still extant. On one size is the name |
of the Pope. with his image; and on the
other, an angel presenting the cruci6x-t to
a number Of persons being slain and it
bears the following inscription in Latin
"7ze slaughter Of The HEgusnOts. 1572."t
And such is the spirit Of Romanism.
II was the same before-is the same now. |
and always will be the same. for it is the
very nature Of the system under which it
works
But we turn aow to fairsr scene.
On the banks of the Rhone. not far
from Geneva. arose one Of the sweetest
dwellings in the world. All about It
were flowers and aromatic shrubs. and
blossoming hedges and giant trees. An
artificial lakelet. whose water came from
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