Western sentinel. [volume] (Winston [i.e. Winston-Salem], N.C.) 1856-1886, 1875-07-08


AS the young Count Paul de Beauva-
let was crossing the Faubourg st.
Germaines man grasped his hand,
and, in q trembling voice, implored
aid.
"Give nae some money, monsireur,' u
he said. 'sfor am starving" :
The Ccant eldeavored 20 disengage
bis hand, bat found it impsssible, for
the stranger held him with the firm
ness OF . vice.
What do you want7" Inquired do
Beanraaae.
sssllhase already told YOU. Iwant
money ive e ma quickly, iandsdo
mot force me 20 commit crime 60
obtain that which Lmust haye?' i.ss1
AT first the Count was alarmed,
being entirely unarmed, but the tone
Of voice in which the words we're
spoken touched him deeply by it's
accent of misery and despair.
You are silent, continued the man,
"and yet it is not unlikely that you
kave just left gambling house, and
have gold about you"
''Unhsnd mel" commanded the
Count, authorat:yely. For an instant
the stranger hesitated and then
obeyed, and, without another word,
de Beauvalet placed several pieces OF
gold in his hand.
"Now let me gs," said the Count,
impatriently.
''Is all this for me?" inquired his
listener. ''It is too much, monsireur.
| am no robber. 1 only want bread.
For two days have been. fasting.
for no relieving haDd wss extended.
You cannot conceive the agony of
seeing your wife aud children suffer-
ing the torments Of hunger, nor will
you ever know its horror, for you are
rich"
"Goi" exclaimed de Beanvalet.
"God grant that misery, and naugtt
else, has reduced you to this state .
81 have spoken the truth," contin-
ued the man. "Belieye me, I have
sought in vain for work, but take
back your. gold, for I can still die
like ap honest man." AS. he said these
words, he placed the money in. the
Counts hand. and burst into tears.
1.-The gold is yours. l have given
it to you"
No, no. For an instant [ forgot
myself, bat ain neither beggar nor
tiaief.''
''Then it shall be 3 loan," respon-
ded de Beauvslet, much Impressed.
Are you In earnest" inquired
the stranger. eagerly.
~ am, undoubtedly"
'sThen tell me your name."
The Count hesitatcd.
''Are you afraid p said his compan-
ion in tone Of disappointment.
mo" responded the Count, "I am
the Count Paul de Beauvalet.'
"And l am Frederick Baudot."
With these words the man hurried
on his way.
Three months had passed, when
one morning de Beauvalet was handed
package. 1t contained four lines
and a letter in which these words
were written:
II have not forgotten. We are
now at war. If the people are victo
rious, the Count de Beauvalet need
not fear, as he will always be protect.
ed by.
FREDERICK BAUDor."
A few days after the Commune
had risen, and Paris was in a state ot
revolt. Among those who struggled
for the suppression of the strife and
| restoration of peace was Paul dt
Beauvaiet. Having been surrounded
he was about to be taken captive, bu,
the interference Of q strong arm sayed
him; not, however, before o wei
directed blow had been dealt. The
Count staggered, and would have
fallen had he not been suddenly
seized and borne through the wild
contending tllroug.
On rsachig the Rue Moutop, th.
stranger placed do Bcauyalst npot
hia- feat, saying:
"Do you not recognize me, mon
sieur? i am Frederick Baudot, I'd,
man who owes his, very existence. to
you.'' ~ - !
Then we are quits" responded
the Count.
THAT we, can never be-" replied
his listener, "for in saving my Iif
You also saved my honor. the sole
heritage ! can now leave my daughter
my only child. You are brave, but
believe me you are in danger"
"You haye been fighting sine,
dawn" replied de Beauvalet ssshoule
you be killed, what will become O
your wife and child?"
''God will watch over them," re
sponded Baudot.
AT this instant loud cries wer'
heard.
''Go, Monsieur le Count" contin
ued Frederick. "The people, wher
in revolt, listen to nothing. The fiov
OF blood has made them drunk
81 SO, Baudot, because wounded,
replied the Count; shut with regre
that / cannot aid the brave ones o
France 70 subdue these wretches."
81 arn one Of the people, monsieur
! YOu are IN 4aristocrat and canno
Iunderstand as. We also fight 70
|Ffanse. and, ~ you, va are deyotet
10 our cause; but between us ther,
exists o. bond that no cause Of count,
may sever"