Bradford opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1874-1881, 1876-10-14

ceived from the Emperor Napoleon thu
following laconic letter:
"Cause Butcher to make an attempt
to escape. Then have him oourt.msr
tailed and shot. N"
Gen. Butcher, who was then already
siyty-four years old, was smoking hii
pipe gloomily in his cell. Suddenly q
handsome young woman stepped in.
Now the grim old Prussian general VA
anything but q hater OF women. Hi
enemies asserted that he fell In love
with every pretty face he saw, and " Lel
his fair young visitor entered his cell
his face brightenedat once. He rose pc.
litely from his stool and offered it to
her.
"Fair lady," he said, In his most
courteous manner, "what brings you to
this dismal placei"
She answered him in French, telling
him that she was the daughter OF Masil-
Ion, the celebrated pulpit orator Of Ber-
lin, and that she had risked her life in
order to free him from captivity.
Her bearing toward the grim old SOL
der was 80 seductive that he fell an easy
victim to her charms.
ave must fee from here tonight, :"
she whispered to him, as he held her in
his arms.
~ am ready" he replied. "But how
am to get out of this internal holeG"
II will be here again at setting in OF
dusk, she said. 81 have procured keys
for every cell here anda French uniform
for YOU"
"a French uniform |" he exclaimed,
in dismay. 81 shall not don French
uniform. Never never |"
"But, general, is it not better for you
to do that than languish here any more ?"
she asked, fondling his gray mustache.
Eyes, ny darling" he replied, "and,
besides, it will only be for few hours
won't til"
"Only for few minutes, general. As
soon as our carriage is out of the city
you may throw of the uniform of the
hated invaders, she replied.
She left him after fervent embrace,
and few minutes later the keeper of
the Jail, white headed German, with
an honest, open face, entered Blucher's
cell.
He bowed respectfully before the
grim old warrior, and then said
General, may ! ask you one ques,
tion9"
Why not, my friendi"
General, don't like to speak about
it, and hope You will not communicate
to any one what I am going to tell you"
What an idea i never betray my
friends p
General, let me ask you, then, do
you know the-the woman that came to
see you to day =
"No. She said her name was Made
line Masillon, the daughter of the Rev.
DR.. Masillon, of Berlin. Is she not
what she pretends to be 7"
The old keeper shook his head.
General" he replied, "her true
name is Adele Broisson. She is q bad
woman-she is Marshal Victor's mis-
tress."
Butcher sprung to his feet.
"What does the fraud she has prac-
ticed on me meant" he exclaimed.
~ do not know, general, but I saw
the marshal himself help her into his
carriage after she had left your CELL"
The general thanked the old keeper,
who went out.
He became very thoughtful.
At setting in of dark, true to her
promise, the fascinating creature entered
Blucher's cell again.
"Everything is in readiness" she
said.
els it, Mile. Broisson ?" he asked,
dryly:
"Yes make haste-the carriage is
waiting for us. But why do you call
me Broisson2"
because know you. Get ont of
here don't know what you are bent
upon, but know that it is mischief you
are putting ON foot. Begone p
She bit her lips, and hurried from the
cell.
Next day French general fell into
the hands of Prussian regiment.
Butcher was exchanged for him.
Nine years later the prophecy of
Louise Lenormand, the great Partisan
fortune teller, proved true.