The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1876-06-29

upon the dismal chain Of ofcircumstan.
ces-now they pressed upon his at
tention, and crowded his mind tc
oyerflo@ing. Htmidnight as he lay
tossing upon his bed, upon which he
had thrown himself without undress,
ing, he thought,he heard a confused
noise in the apartment ofsthe next
house ioinins his Th noise ia,
cre0sed. 1lis 6p
s.. ~ s,R ~ ulleii5 niEl, enH az
.aint ray Of liGhtst" am
Cd through an Opening, i'm the lt5rti-
ton:
rGouragew said a soft voice. "The
opening enlarges. "Now juliet"
Juliel Beauvallon was sure he
heard the name, and yet uncertain
whether or not he was dreaming.
"Juliew he exclaimed, cautiously.
ayes, monsier-it is Julie-sure
enough" answered pleasant voice.
"Then you, at least, have not for
gotten me-"
''No one who has once known you
can ever forget you. Courage! and
you will soon be free. Aid us if you
can"
"Then you are not alone?'
"Have patience, and you will see. ;"
His own exertions, added to those
of his friends without, soon enabled
the prisoner to force his way into
the next house; but there disappoint-
ment awaited him. Two soldiers in
the uniforme of the gcndarmcrie
stood before him.
son nc paSse por ici,-you can't
pass here" said one.
"What cruel mockery is this?"
cried Beauvallon. Is it not enough
that am condemned to death, but
you must subject me to an atrocious
pleasntry? This is refinement Of
cruelty"
at seems that our disguise is per-
feet julie" said the soldier who had
not yet spoken. Eugene does not
know his best friends"
In an instant the speaker wasfold-
ed in the arms of Beauvallon. 1t
was Eulalie herself, as bewitchingly
beautiful in her uniform as in the
habiliments of hersex. She hurriedly
explained that the momcntshe heard
of Eugene's arrest, she prepared to
meet the worst contingency. She
had already converted her money in
to cash. Learning the place of his
imprisonment, she had hired through
the agency of another person, the ad-
joining house, which happened to be
unoccupied. The task of making an
aperture in the partition was an ca
sy one-the difficulty Of passing
through the city was greater. The
idea of military disguises then oc-
CURED. Julie and herself had already
equipped themselves, and they were
provided with a uniform for Beau
vallon.
Secured by this costume, the three
fugitives vcntured forth. In the
great square of the city, workmen
were busily employed in repairing
the hideous engine of death and
Beauvallon passed, not without a
shudder, beneath the very shadow Of
the guillotinc to which he had been
doomed.
Seated on the cold ground, beneath
the fatal apparatus, was an old wo-
man muttering to herself.
"Good evening, citizens" said she.
eve will have afne day for the show
tomorrow. Look how the bonny
stars are winking and blinking on
the gay knife blade they've been
sharpening. 1t will be darker and
reddcr when the clock strikes again.
Down with the aristocrats"
The fugitives needed no more to
quicken their steps. They reached
the frontiers in safety, and beyond
the Rhine, in the hospitable land Of
Germany, the lovers were united; nor
did they return to France till the star
of Robespierre had set in blood, and
tho master mind Of Napoleon had
placed its impress on the dostinies Of
France,