Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1868-09-03

s tonight I carry of the girl.r
But that confounded thrust ?" sug
: gested the chairman.
e 20, leave that to me. | did not learI
i fencing ofDestouches for nothing neve
: you fear me-"
"Clisson has got some mischief il
:, head, y said one Of the men; "his eve
) sparkle so, and he is in such mad spirits
l Well, I'd just As soon he'd fought thi,
e colonel before Inc. I'd rather the ole
= fellow had got a thrust or two in hi.
: sword arm before my turn comer
The duel took place the next morning
The colonel paused when he saw Clisson
The doors closed and they were lef
alone.
" Young man." ne said, I'VE have ole
| grudges, and it is well We meet. Have
you not taken warning by your compan.
) -ons? VIII nothing teach you wisdom
1 thought i'll of you in GaUdaloupe. and
/, refused you my daughter, and here [ find
you member OF club OF assassins.-
Come, draw siri''
Colonel Massard,1 - said Clisson, bit
ing his under lip till the blood almost
, came, "you owe more to good fortune
: than to skill or courage, too have been
= fortunate with the sword. Luck may
} turn this time. have my companions
to revenge, and your insults. old aud
new, to repay threelold."
The colonel threw his hat behind him,
and drew his sword.
Young man." he said, II am told
that in your club priority goes according
to the number of homicides you have
effected. In that case, you have not
made, l presume, more than two or three
widows. Now, sir, come: death waits
for you.n
The colonel was cold and sternly reso-
lutte but there was no eagerness for
blood in the manner in which he adj
vanced to the attack. There was more of
the judge than the executor about him
as he looked round the dim ghastly room.
He seemed as confident of victory as if
he had been sent from heaven to perform
punishment that had been prophesied
He stood there frame of steel, his sword
! feeling along his adversarie's blade, SEN
sitive of the finest vibration and thirst
| ing for the thrust.
Clisson also stood keen of eve and
watchful. Suddenly the colonel dashed
his left arm at his point. The wooden
| fingers opened to clutch the blade. Clis-
son saw the moment had arrived. He
passed his point to the right, threw off
his adversary's sword, and then, with
SniIl pIcSSult lS1WdIuS lAC uIll,
bent it to the floor. The colonel drew
back astonished; but, careless of his life,
he did not retire from the threatening
sword that was raised to strike him to
the heart. Clisson delayed his vengeance
only to taste it the longer.
He had pierced his adversary's left
shoulder, and the sword was raised for
the coup de grace, when the folding
doors of the inner room leading to the
balcony were dashed open; it was Dolo-
res whe rushed in, and drawing pistol,
fired at her cruel and faithiess lover, who
fell to the ground pierced by a bullet.
The brave girl, a soldiers daughter,
perfectly reliant on her lovers truth, yet
still, she knew not why, apprehensive of
the result of the duel, had concealed her.
SELF armed in the inner room of the club,
with the cooperation of her faithful
black nurse. The first word spoken by
Clisson' proved to her that she had been
betrayed; and hearing her father in dan
ger, she at once appeared on the scene
as an avenging angel, to save her father, |
and punish her worthless and lying
lover. H.r-.
Gentlemen said the colonel, who |
had heard all from Dolores, as he threw |
open the door and admitted the now ter
rified club, ait was my daughter who
struck down this man, not l. He was a
liar and scoundrel. he broke his word
and he deserves his fate, even if it be in
slant death. Take up your champion
have punished you enough. Tonight
my daughter and myself depart for New
Orleans, where L can be heard Of by any
of your club still wishing to cross
sW ords.n
Clisson evidently recovered and fled to
South America; he reappeared during
the war of Independence, and sank lower
and lower into infamy, till pistol-shot
over gambling table at Callao finally
rid the world of hopeless villain. As
for Colonel Massard, he settled after the
peace in Arkansas, and mainly helped
to reclaim the wild territory from the
Indians.
The facts of this story, even to the min
utest detail, may be depended on as
strictly true. Dolores Massard, three
years after the downfall of the Deaths
Head Club, married a nephew of General
Her defendants are now
wealthy people in Louisiana, and have !,
arge estates few miles below Baton !
Rouge, on the banks of the Mississippi. ,