Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1868-11-26


, bound hand and foot, and left hell
: less on the carpet. Glancing uI
! he saw the room was full of mer
, assWhat does this mean" be, dc
manded, sternly. I eid % as.s7
) b '.It means, Monsieur Laromie,
! replied the young lady, smilin
sweetly, ''thate you will not su
. with me tonight" .bsy;s5sr 81,
as Laromielsl coolness returned t
! him, now that it was too late.
} 9q"It seems that l have been |
very great fool, said he, bitterly
5ssI agree with you, Monsieur,
laughedlthe lady. le5 o4i c.ts
'"Stand ,aside," said one of tht
men, coming forward. ''Let mt
|speak with him. Do you know
me, Monsieur r. he asked. 8-.L
"Yes," !" replied Laromie. "Yor
ARE Frederick Ronlier-known te
the Government as the President
of socialist club, captain of q
baricade, and a general promoter
Of disorder. These men, / sup
pose, are your confederates." as
'sPrecisely SO, Monsieur. You
have been, for long time, as anx.
ious to capture us as we have been
to secure you. Fortune has fa-
vored us, this time, and you are
now our prisoner. Perhaps you
would like to know what we in
tend doing with you" 'sal
2ns'Thatis is a matterof Indifference
to me-" said the detective, coolly.
''Your courage is undoubtedly
great" said Roulier; "but we
must put it to the test. We have
decided long ago, Monsieur, that
you must die. We would carry
out the decision tonight; bu. all
Of our club are not present. To-
morrow night the absent ones will
return, and then we shall proceed
to infict our vengeance upon you.
Your heart will be cut out of your
living body. May heaven pre-
serve your soul,' he added mock
ingly;A "for your earthly part is
doomed" ."s-al8z yaisbsoL
ss"Do not be too sure of that"
exclaimed Laromie, Indignantly.
81 was never born to die by the
hands Of such cowardly miscre-
ants. "albAs1 s'' 81 : >hoo3
si The socialist leader laughed .rs
+ "Ah! Monsieur Loramie," he
said, sarcasticalIy, ':why would
you not be warned by your friends?
Women will be the death of you,
/ fear" ."se8 T beg,ara a7at,..i
ga "Who is this woman?p asked
the detective, not needing thetaunt.
''Let me answer thai" said Mad
anne de Noel. "Monsieur Laro-
mie, "3she added, 81 am one who
has long owed You adebt of ven
geance. Two years ago, you ar
rested a woman named Marguerite
Poisson, charged with numbering
a French soldier. She was tried
by your courts, and condemned to
death. That woman was my mo-
ther." ra. rsa.o
j "Well," said Laromie, calmly, |
"she was not executed" " Il e
s.No; but she was transported"
!. "But the government .subse-
pardoned her, and gave
herpermission to return to France"
drTrue; but the pardon was too
late. q When it reached Algeria
my mother was dead. / swore to
be revenged on you. / hate you
rs he that caused my mothers
leath, and l shall witness your
execution with joy"
i"What is your name?"
1"Madeline Desmouline." ,arTc
"Then you are mistress Of the
,hief of this club. A pretty cou-
Die, truly, and a pretty scrape you
lave gotten me into! Well, then,
Madame Julie de Noel, alias Mad
line Desmouline, If it will afford
'ou any satisfaction, know that,
instead of causing your mothers
Ieath, ! tried to save her. In the
Iischarge3of my duty, I arrested
ler; and, although I believed her !
,uilty of the offence charged a.
;ainst her, I pitied her. To OBJ 4
ige me, the Chief of Police inter
eded with the Minister of Justice, B
nd procured the change of her
entence, and finally her pardon.
+ you doubt this, you have sim
'.y TO apply to the Chief of my 4