Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1870-10-14

ments. and Theresa opened low door
through which the marchioness passed,
and Immediately found herself in the pres
ence of the person she sought. Theresa
retired. ~" "
"Well, citizen Giraud, what do you
want?" said Robespierre to the marchion-
ess, with sardonic smile. ~
Il want justice, sir" answered she
fearlessly. On hearing these bold words
Robespierre threw himself back in his
chair, and shut his eyes as if he wanted
to sleep.
"Say on" said he; Il hear you"
The marchioness was again undecided
for moment as she looked on that vul-
|gar, ill-favored couptenance, incapable, as
she thought, of expressing good feeling
or generous sentiment. There was
something of the cat and the tiger in the
man, which made the marchiopess Of Gre
Fquy humorously remark that in his gal
lantries he resembled a cat that had been
drinking vinegar. Then the hypocrisy Of
treating her like woman Of the lower or
ders, we'll knowing who she was, for be
affected to call her mother Giraud, leaving
her standing before him-all this embar-
rassed and confused her. But, raising
her eyes to heaven, she prayed God to pro-
tect her, and assembling her apprehen-
sions under an exterior of 6rmness and en-
|ergy-
'You know, sir, that I am the Mar.
chioness of fremont" said she, land ]
will tell you what brings me into your
presence. -.e .'l
Robespierre did not even stir. Then
Nine. do fremont continued:
Il might have emigrated as many Of my
friends have; but two motives withheld
me-the desire to save the property of my
children, and the illness of one Of them,
whom it was impossible to take with me.
I am widow, sir; am therefore my OWL
mistress, and have abandoned my rank te
save US all. A little shop was on sale,
bought it; the deed of sale is perfectly
valid, as you may ascertain If you doubt
my words and far from my family, dead
to the world. to politics. and to all tht
past, I live only for my children, and con
scientiously discharge the new duties
have taken upon myself. I have beer
this day apprised that my name is on th,
list of suspected persons, and l resolved
to see you and ask for justice. Shall
obtain it It is for you to say. But be
fore you speak, reflect we'll that 1t 10,
sentence of life OF 4deaEh that yon sseabou
to pronounce" asl ais
AS she uttered these words, the mar
cbioness drew herself up calm and digni
| fed before the man who was about to de
eide her fate.
Robespierre remained few moment
motionless, and then appeared to awake
from deep sleep. - .5..
What! are you still here, mothel
Giraud 7" said he, rubbing his eyes
We'll, then. measure me for a pair o
speckled stockings, which l must have
but mind you are quick, for you know
don't like to wait" 'aa
And, as he said this, the proud tribun.
held out bis thin lean leg to the noble
marcbioness, who. quite astonished, knel
down before him, and took the measure
for the stockings required. s
At this very moment several Conven'
tionals came into the room. .'.e
"Here," said he, with one Of those
smiles peculiar to himself, ''here is a wor.
thy citizen who makes the best stockings
in the world. I advise you to give he,
your custom. She lives in the Rue DEF
Marmousets, at the sign of the Two
Pigeons" .a
Then, with familiar gesture, he dis
missed the marchioness, who neither thai
day nor after was ever disturbed by the
revolutionary tribunal. so that she sue.
ceeded not only in bringing up her chill.
dren, but also in saving their fortune.