Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1874-09-24

past nine.
"To the witches den? What an
idea 70
"You are afraid already? Non Dieu.
how faint-hearted the young men are. y
81 am not afraid, but you are giving
me very queer commission"
"Call it a fancy, if you will; but
can only confde this to one who is very
devoted, for it is absolutely necessary
to conceal this my mystery from every
body. You must go there at exactly
half-past nine, and you must dress your
self to personate an angel of light,
and carry a loren in your hand. The
fearful stories of which the tomb has
been the subject will be of service to
you, and those who may be scheming
to carry away or rob the dead will, upon
seeing you sitting at the foot of the
tomb, with your torch in your hand, be
so terrified that none will dare ap-
proach. AT midnight you may return
home. Will you do it?''
will, said Wenceslas, who feared
to displease her.
must be certain that you have
performed this service; but remember.
not word about it to any one, and at
this price my hand is yours.
enceslas regained his usual COM
posture, smothering as best he could
those superstitious fears which some
times assail the strongest minds. He
swore thkt lie would be both obedient
and discreet, and that at half-past nine
precisely he would be at his post,
where he would watch the dead so care
fully that not even bat should APP
proach. He soon took leave in order to
make his preparations.
A few moments afterward Lambert
Won Mol, also faithful, appeared to
render his homage to the young lady.
He was a lawyer, and everybody pre-
dicted a brilliant future for him.
eff you really love me-" said the
coquette, 81 am going to prove it.
Some of the neighbors whom you know,
and who are our enemies, wish to injure
us. For this reason they have placed
dead body in the Roman tomb, which
belongs to our family. / wish you to
make every possible effort to carry off
the corpse.
Il ?" interrupted Lambert.
Certainly. know you are brave"
'That is true, but this is such
ridiculous commission"
"The body will doubtless be guarded
by mere children, and in order to dis
perse them you must blacken your face
and make yourself as ugly as you are
handsome in short, disguise yourself
as a demon. Call it a ridiculous CON-
mission, if you will but go to the
Roman tomb at precisely ten-take up
the body and bring it here, and you will
gain all my gratitude"
Lambert Won Moll reflected for
moment, and deciding that it was not
too great price for the heart of Ger
trude, he, like the two others, promised
punctuaiity and discretion, and accord
ingly withdrew to make his prepare
tions.
Sigismond de Vletter then came to
pay his respects to Mr.. and Mrs. Stock:
he wished Gertrude good evening, and
conversed a few moments with her while
taking a turn in the garden. Having
drawn him aside, Gertrude, who had
her projects, proposed he should in his
turn assume character in her comedy.
But Sigismond, who perceived some
malicious intention in spite of her grave
tones, told her that for anything serious
or important she might command, but
that such childishness was only proper
for children. The coquette, not finding
him very complaisant, left him.
The night was very cold, and at 9
o'clock GILES Collin arrived at the Ro-
man tomb. He had furnished himself
with a small lantern, not being very
courageous. He went all around the
tomb, and carefully examined the BUSH
es and every place in which he thought
any ore might be concealed, and then,
not at all treasured by the silence and
solitude which surrounded him, he ex-
tinguished his light and enveloped him.
self from head to foot In long white
sheet, which he had brought concealed
under his coat, and extending himself
at full length on the tomb, soon became
as gloomy and motionless as the object
he personated. Very lugubrious were
the thoughts that passed through his
mind while lying there on his winding
sheet. A very long quarter Of an hour
had elapsed when he was startled by the
cry of a screech owl. He uncovered his
eyes and looked around, but could see
nothing except some vague reflections of
light in the direction of the town. Soon,
however, he heard, through the silence
of che night, footsteps which were evil
IDENTIFY coming to him. He raised his
head rays of light caught his eyes, and
he saw. not far off, mysterious phan-
tom, habited in long robe of cloth or
silver, which was confined by a blue
girdle. The head of this apparation
was crowned with stars (made of gilt
paper, while from its shoulders hoated
two large pieces of muslin, representing
wings.
Poor GILES, whohad not foreseen such
an incident, covered down under his
sheet, utterly unable to explain the
meaning of what he saw.
Z" 1t is an angel" said he to himself.
But the angel coughed.
:" 1t is not an inhabitant of heaven"
thought GILES; "if it is one of the
sorcerers am in very bad situation"
The angel, on his part, appeared to be
I'LL at ease. He cast an oblique glance
at the winding sheet that covered the
dead, and did not appear anxious to
make closer examination. Holding
the torch i'll his hand, Wenceslas Stroo-
bant, thus transformed into an angel,
appeared to make great effort to seat