The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1867-10-16

@Wel, @Wnat arc you SoinS w
do with my dress ?"
/ lf@ eTwant to put it on and 60
where l first met ycu."
"Oh!,I understand now. You
want to see the chopping 60 on,
and you are afraid you will be
taken for an aristocrst if yon wear
that dress. You want to repre-
sent me g. = .,.
Yes; IZwant to look as near
like you as possible" 49,,
"WeA, that won't be very diff
cult. Your hair: and eyes, and
even, your, mouth, is like, mine.
Your face is too white, though.
But we can alter that with. a little
dirt" -, ...." :,
F They exchanged dresses, and
soon the young, rich and noble
Marie de Nantes was clad in the
rags z Of Marie, the Beggar-Girl of
Paris.
The historyzof Marie de Nantes
| was a sad one. Her father and
two brothers had fallen victims
to the remorseless fends of the
revolution, and a third and last
brother had4been seized. But OF
his fate she was ignorant, although
she expected it would be similar
Fto that of her other relatives. He
had been torn from her side but.a
few hours before.
T, After the exchange had been:
made the pauper looked on the
bare feet and ankles of the lady,.
and. said: :,..,..,. -. Il. ,;
@That will never do. Your feet,
are too white and delicate. Let
me arrange matters" 80,
In few moments Marie was
prepared, and in the filth and rags,
kshe merged into the street. ;
She now took her, course back.
towards the guillotine, and at
length reached the square where
the bloody work was still going en-.
Gradually she forced her way
through the crowd, and nearer
| and nearershe came to the seaHeid.
| She even forced a laugh at sever
al remarks she heard around her,
| but& those laughs sounded very
! strangely. -.
She now stood within few feet
Eof:the platform and swept it. with
her eyes, but her brother was not
there. - T., >.
The cry was now raised:
Her heart futtered violently,
and she felt a faintness come over
her as she.heard the tramp OF the
doomed men approaching.
Her brother walked proudly and
feariessly forward and, ascended
! the very steps, which led to the
block:
Up tothis moment the strength
! of poor Marie had failed her, and
sheswas unable to put her resolve
into execution. - z,:. ,
But now a sisters love swelled
up insher breast, and she recover
edher strength.
She 4sprang forward, bursting
through the line Of guards, and
san .up;the steps.
-Grasping her brother by the
I hand she cried: go,
>esWhat does this mean? 1t is
only the aristocrats that are to
de- 80. -
away, woman" exclaimed one
of the executioners. ..-
Mo- will not away until you
tell me why my, brother is here
and*hus bound" ~.'.
/ "Your brother ?" was the echo:
ayes, this is my brother"
I well, who are you?
II am Marie; don't you know
me?"
+ sThe 5eggar girl p
"Ay."
"But this is not your brother?"
"It is. Ask him-ask him."
Young Antonio de Nantes had
turned a scornful gaze upon the
maiden, but light passed across
his face, and he murmured:
"Oh, my sister!''
as this you brother?" asked
Robespierre of the supposed Reg
gar advancing near her.
at is."
"But his name is down different
ly." >.
"Then you are mistaken. He is
my brother. Ask him."
"Does Marie speak the truth 2
asked Robespierre.
"She does" was the brothers
reply. ~
aAnd you are not De Nantes p
II tell you I am her brother"
"Why did you not tell us thi'
before ?"
81. attempted to speak but wa'
silenced."
"But you might have declared
yourself"
aYou would not have believed
me-"
"But your dress?"
ut belonged to an aristocrat.-
, Perhaps to him for whom l wa
!, taken
: Robespierre advanced close tt