The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1867-05-18

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travestying popular writer's. We hesitate,
; from prudential reasons, to name any particu-
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transgress provision Of that excellent but
voluminous law to protect authors which Con-
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devotes himself as light reading
The last volume of Froude's "History of
England contains a finely written account
of the Massacre of st. Bartholomew, which, for
graphic description and veraoity of details, has
no superior in literature. On perusing il the
blood runs cold, even at this distance of time
from the occurrence. a arsr. .er
THE NIGHT OF ST. BARTHOLOMEW.
Night had not fallen. Guise and Aumale
were still. lurking IN the city, and came with
the Duke OF Montpensier at Gatherings sum
mons. The persons who were TO be killed were
in different parts OF the town. Each took
charge of a district Montpensier promised TO
see TO the Palace Guise aud his uncle under.
Took the Admiral; aud below these the word
went out to the leaders of the already organized
sections, who had been disappointed once, but
whose hour was now come. The Catholics were
To recognize one another In the confusion bv
white handkerchief on the left arm and white
cross in their caps. The Royal Guard, Catholics
to man, were Instruments ready made for the
work Guise assembled the officers he told
rise, and that the King had ordered their in
slant punishment. Tne officers asked no ques-
tions, and desired no better service. The busi
ness was TO begin at dawn The signal would be
the toling of the great bell at the Palace of JUS
tice, and the first denth was to be Coligny's.
The soldiers stole TO their posts Twelve num-
dTed lay along the Seine, between the river and
the Hotel de Vile; other companies watched at
the Louvre. AS tue darkness waned, the Queen
Mother went down to the gate The stiffness
Of The dawn was broken by an accidental pistol
shot Her heart sank. and she sent OF mes
late A minute later the bell doomed out, and
the massacre of ST. Bartholomew had COM
the Admiral was feverlsh with his wounds,
and had not slept. The surgeon and a'Hugue-
not minister, named Malin, had passed the
night with him. At the first sounds he
imagined that there was an enlette of the Uatho-
and shots and shrleks in the court below the
window. told him that, whatever was the cause,
bed. an Malin," he said, "pray for me; have
long expected this" Some of his attendants
rushed haltdressed into the, room "Gentle-
men, save ourselves" he said TO them; II COM
mend my soul TO my Savioar."
They scattered, escaping or trying to escape,
by the roofs and balconies; q German servant
alone remained with him. The door was burst
open Immediately after, and the officer who
was in charge of the house, a Bohemian servant
of Guise, and renegade Huguenot soldier,
rushed in with drawn swords.
Are you the Admiral" the Bohemlan cried
should respect my age and my wounds but the
term Of my life does not rest In the pleasure OF
The Bohemian, with a curse, stabbed him in
the breast, and struck him again on the head.
Guise from the court below, sis it done?
Fling him out, that we may see him" Still
pavement. The Bastard of Angouleme wiped
the blood from his face TO be sure OF his lden-
tisy, and them Kicking nun & as ne lay' shouted @ e
the rest" One OF the Duo de Nevers people
hacked off the head A rope was knotied
into the street amid the bowling crowd. Te-
ligny, who was in the adjoining house, had
down Into the court, and climbed by ladder
to the roof From behind a parapet he saw his
fatherin-law murdered, and scrambling on the
tiles, concealed himself in a garret; but he was
soon tracked, torn from his hiding place, and
thrown upon the stones with a dagger in his
side Rochefoucault and the rest of the Admit
rails friends who lodged in the nelghborhood
were disposed of in the same way, and so COM
plete was the surprise that there was not the
most faint attempt at resistance.
Montpensier had been no less successful in
the Louvre. The staircases were all beset The
retinues of the King of Navarro and the Prince
had been lodged in the Palace at Charles par
and, as they descended unarmed into the quad
rangle they were hewn in pieces There, In
heaps they fell below the royal window, under
the eyes of the miserable King, who was forced
forward, between his mother and his brother,
that he might be seen as the accomplice OF the
massacre. Most of the victims were killed upon
the spot Some fed wounded up the stairs, and
were slaughtered in the presence of the Prin-
cesses. One gentleman rushed breeding into
the apartment OF the newly-married Margaret,
clung TO her dress, and was hardly saved by her
intercesslon: BY O'Clock the work which
taken was finished, with but one failure. % M
The Count Montgomery and the Vtdame of
Chartres lodged in the Faubourg st. German,
across the water, on the outskirts of the town.
A party of assassins had been sent to despatch
| them, but had loitered on the way to do some
| private numbering on their own account.
| When the news reached Montgomery that
Paris was up, he supposed. like Coligny, that
| the Catholics had arisen against the court. he
ran down the rivers bank with handful OF
| men behind him, opposite the Tuilerles, IN
tending to cross to help his friends; but the
boats were all secured on the other side. The
| soldiers shot at him from under the place. IL
| was satd--tt rests only on the worthless au-
| thority of Brantome-that Charles himself In
| his frenzy snatched q gun from q servant and
| fired at him also Montgomery did not wait
| for further explanation. He, the Vidame, and
a few others, sprang to their horses, rode for
| their lives, and escaped to England.
The mob meanwhile was in full enjoyment.
l Long possessed with the accursed formulas OF
| the priests, they believed that the enemies of
and lords were killing at the Louvre, the bands
/ of the sections initiated them with more sue
cess; men, women, and even children, striving
1 which should be the first in the pious work of
/ murder All Catholic Paris was at the business
ana every Huguenot householder had nelghbors
| 10 know and denounce them. Through street
and lane, and quay and cause way, the air
| rang with yells and curses, pistol shots and
crashing windows; the roadWays were strewed
| with mangled bodies, the doors were blocked by
the dead and dying. From garrett closet,
roof, or stable, crouching creatures were
| torn shrieking out, and stabbed and hacked at;
| boys practised their hands by strangling babies
In their cradles, and headless bodies were traled
| along the trottoirs. Carts struggled through
the crowd carrying the dead In piles to the
| Seine, which, by special Providence, was that
morning In flood, TO assist in sweeping heresy
| away. Under the sanction of the great cause,
| lust, avarice fear malice, and revenge all had
nee Indulgence; and glutted themselves to