The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1875-05-09
THE INVASION:
YEGOF THE FOOL.
CONTINUED.

Continued
Thus toward three in the morning they had
reached the field of Brimbelles, where even YET
may be seen an old oak standing in q turn OF
the valley. On the other side, to the left, in
the midst of bushes white with snow, behind
it's little wall of loose stones and the palings
of Its little garden, the lodge of Cuuy, the
forester, began to outline itself against the
mountain side, with it's three bee hives in O
row on q plank, it's old knotty vine climbing to
the roof, and it's little branch of ar hung over
the door by way of sign; for in that solitud de
Cupy joined to his avocation of forester that OF
innkeeper.
Here, as the road runs along the edge of q
bank several feet above the field, and the
moon was obscured by thick cloud, the doc
tor, fearing lest the sledge should be overset,
halted beneath the oak.
"Another hour will see us to the end of our
journey, Mother Lefevre," said he; SO be O.
good cheer7-we have now plenty of time"
cay" said Frantz; "the worst is over, and
We can breathe this horse"
The whole party gathered around the sledge,
and the doctor dismounted. A few produce
flint and steel to light their pipes, but nothing
was said; all were thinking of Donon. Could
Jean Claude hold his own until the arrival of
Pivrettef So many painful thoughts weighed
upon the minds of each that no one cared to
speak.
They were some five minutes under the old
oak when the cloud slowly passed away and
the pale moonlight streamed down the gorge.
But what is that yonder, between the two Rrs
beam of light falls upon it-upon tall dark
6gure on horseback; it is Cossack with his
lambskin cap, and long lance hanging back.
ward under his arm, slowly advancing Frants
had already aimed when behind appeared an
other lance, and another, and in the depths of
the forest, under the deep blue sky, the little
group saw only swallowtailed pennons wav-
ing, lances flashing, aud Cossacks advancing
straight on toward the sledge, but without
hurry, some looking around, others leaning
forward in their saddles like people seeking
They numbered between thirty
and forty.
Catherine and Louise gazed upon each other.
Another minute and the savages would be upon
hem. The mountaneers seemed stupeAed.
They could not turn the sledge in the narrow |
way, and on one side was the steep slope to
ide. The old woman, in an agony OF fear,
ing tones:
Let Us fly to the woods"
She tried to spring from the sled but her
hoe came of in the straw.
Suddenly one of the Cossacks uttered gut
ur1l exclamation which ran all along their
inc.
1--WE are discoveredw cried Doctor Lvrquin,
rawing his sabre.
Scarcely had he spoken, when twelve shots
t up the path Wild yells replied. The Co.'S
lcks left the road aud dashed with loose rein
yer the field, fleeing like deer, to the forest
'dge.
" There they CO." cried tho doctor we are
fer
But the brave surgeon was too basty in his
the Cossacks, describing q circle
their career massed their force, and then,
it'll lance in rest, bending over their horses
'cks, came right on the partisans, shouting
Hurrah hurrah ~
re the sledge.
1t was terrible moment. Lance grated
ainst bayonet; cries of rage replied to
rises. Beneath the old oak, through the G
anches of which Ouly q few scattered moon I
AIMS fell, rearing horses, with manes erect I
ruggled nj from the field to the path, bearing
'rbarOus riders with blazing eyes and mp t
ted arms, striking furiouSiy, advancing, re.
ling, uttering yellS that might chill the t
Dutest hearts.
Lonise and the old mistress of BEDSIDE
ienss stood erect in the sledge, pale as d