The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1870-04-05

yOu' hduI you W COuScuG 10 remain
here, and not to show yourself at all for
a short time, or until ! come to you again.
As recompense for aiding me | will give
you thousand francs, and when | come
back will give you thousand more
As security for my return take this ring"
The lady drew a diamond ring from
her finger, and gave it to the beggar girl.
Then handing her purse of gold. The
girl appeared little puzzled aud asked:
Wen, what are you going to do with
my drcss?'
6 [ want to put it on, and go where
first met you"
Oh, | understand now. You want
to see the chopping 90 on, and you are
afraid that you will be taken for an aris-
tocrat if you wear that dress. You want
to represent me-
" Yes. [ want to look as near like
you as possible
" Well, that won't be difficult. Your
hair and eyes, and even your mouth is
like mine, Your face is too white, though.
But you can alter that with little dirt"
They exchanged dresses, and soon the
young, rich and noble Marie de Nantes
was sad one. Her father and two broth
ers had fallen victims to the remorseless
iends Of the Revolution, and third and
last brother had been seized. But of
his fate she was ignorant, although she
expected that it would be similar to that
OF her other relatives. He had been
torn from her side but few hours before.
After the exchange had been made the
pauper looked on the stockingless and
shoeless feet and ankles of the lady, and
said
"That will never do. Your feet are
too white and delicate. Let me arrange
matters"
In few moments Maria was prepared
and in the filth and rags she emerged in
o.the street. She now took her course
back towards the guillotine and at length
reached the square where the bloody
work was still going on. Gradually she
forced her way through the crowd, and
nearer and nearer she came to the scat
fold. She even forced laugh at sever
al remarks she heard around her, but
those laughs sounded strangely. She
now stood within the platform, and swept
it with her eyes but her brother was not
there. The cry was now raised
Here comes another batch"
Her heart huttered violently and she
felt a faintness came over her as she heard
the tramp Of the doomed men approach.
ing. Her brother walked proud and
fearessly forward, and ascending the very
steps that led to the block. Up to this
moment the strength of poor Maria had
failed her, and she was unable to put her
resolve into execution. But now sis
ters love swelled up in her heart, and she
recovered her strength. She sprang for
ward, bursting through the line of guards
and ran up the steps. Grasping her
brother by the hand, she cried:
"What does this mean? ? 1t is only the
aristocrats that are to die"
Away, woman" exclaimed one of the
executiorers.
"No; will not away until you tell me
why my brother is thus bound"
" Yonr BROTHER" was the echo.
d" Well, who are you? ?"
d" | am Maria; don't you know me?"
"The bcggor-girl p
"Aye."
a. But this is not your brother"
1t is. Ask him-ask him"
Young Antonio de Nantes had turned
scornful gaze upon the maiden, but a
light crossed his face, and murmured
"Oh, my sister !"
" Is this your brother?" asked Rober-
pierre of the supposed beggar, advancing
near her.
1t iG."
"Does Maria speak the truth ?" asked
Roberpierre
She docs" was the brothers reply.
" [ tell you am her brother"
"Why did you not tell us of this be-
fore 2"
I" I attempted to speak, but was silenc-
ed"
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