The Democratic press. (Eaton, Preble County, Ohio) 1860-1865, 1862-09-25
[From Harpet's MOnthly.]
GlotiIbs anS tge GunttabanS.:
A Tale Of the Present War.
ooNTlNUED.

Eagerly Antoine Legrande se1z
ed the torn and trampled remnant
of a letter. The blurred handwrit
ing was difficult to decypher, but
he ran over it rapidly, murmurire
the bits he could make out here
and there. His name-Malino-
will prove no burden-for the sake
of humanity-have not forgotten
your generous opinion, which
strengthened mine last SUMNER
This was all; the signature was
torn away with the conclusion.
Antoine Legrande's dark eyes
flashed, and a clor rose to his cheek
like a flame.
'Who has dared?' he mdttered
with set teeth. Then for the first
time he glanced at the envelopes
address, and q passionate exclama-
ton in French burst from hts lips
as he read the name of an officer in
the United States service. And
here, rising abruptly, he approach
ed one of the side-lights, and scru-
tinized the tiny cracked seal OF
wax. All at once, without turning
his head, he said, in his usual
voice, Will you assist me, Made.
moiselle Clotilde? I remember
you have remarkable knowledge
of heraldry.' He turned, facing
her, at the same time shielding her
from the others, while he held the
impression toward her with q look
of intense meaning in his brilliant
eyes. She read: Je tendray ma
puissance par ma FOL- deeply i'm
bedded in the combined shield and
cross, which formed the ancient
family-arms of her fathers name
but her face kept its cold quiet
Silence moment, then she glanced
up. q. - j
Can you make it out at all {
she questioned, with just the faint
est shade OF anxiety in her tones
and there was the least dilation oi
her thin nostrils, q slight uneven,
ness in her breathing. a4
Hecame a little nearer, He bent
from his manly height to her
dropping head, while he murmured.
meaningly,yr 2'#ou re oil"
'Je tendray ma puissance par ma
toi.' ,,,. -......
All the color in her lovely cheek
ebbed away, all her controlled calm
for a second was disturbed. But
of this only two persons were cog.
nizant. Two persons who put
themselves up as a shield between
her and the rest; two persons,
Antonio Legrande and Archibald
Ralston. Had they the same mo-
tive-these two men, so widely diff
ferent
Back again in a moment more
Monsieur Lagrande turned to the
expectant group with a quiet, grave
face, saying, regretfully,
mo, I can make nothing of it;
it is badly broken but you will
give me the letter, Major? to the
middle-aged man who had brought
it forward. .-,.
Certainly. I hope you may be
successful in whatever you under
take in regard to the matter
Monsieur Legrande hoped he
should. And did Archibald Ral-
ston fancy that there was a con-
cealed look of triumph in the sud
den glance the brilliant eyes flash
ed upon Mademoiselle Clotilde at
this? Clotilde herself had joined
Mr.. Ralston again, and he quickly
obeyed the almost imperceptible
pressure, by which she signifed her
desire to move away from their
neighborhood.
Paler and paler grew the lovely
face bending over the bouquet she
carried, and the slight arm against
his trembled visibly. ..',l.-. .s.,, - !
Without q word he drew her in
to an ante-room that happened to
be vacant, and seated her out Of
the doors range, placing himself,
as before, for a shield. ~. 5ao
you must think, Mr.. Rslston,'' )