Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1878-03-05
MARIE said the girl.

"Marie." said the girl.
The same name as my COUSIN" said
the young man. land how old are you,
Mariep"
Seventeen" she replied.
The same age" he said, "as my poor
cousin.n And as he spoke he felt bis
whole heart stirred at the remembrance
Of that beautiful young girl who had
fallen by the hand OF the executioner.
He would not for the wor d have given
way TO his emotion before the little maid
whose own eyes sbone with tears ready
to tall; so not being able to command his
voice he held out bis glass to her.
Tho glass was full. Champagne was
sparkling in i, to The brim, and on its
glit,oring foam fell last ray of sunshine.
Reader, cau you realize that champagne
foamed. aud spring and summer came
and wont during the Reign of Terror
Perceiving his mistake Count Victor
said to Marie:
"Have you no glass TO pledge me in.
kind Marie2 This lively spar king wine
never approves OF being drunk alone by
man. 1t likes gayeiy and society. 1t is
the bond of that fraternity about which,
Marie, you have heard so much, and con-
cerning which those who use the word
the oitenes; know 50 very little. pray
you put your lips 10 M glass or shall
no; care to drink another drop OF it be-
fore die"
81 saying bo pu: up his glass 10 Ma
rie's lips. She bent down toward it.
But hi, lac, word "dIs" moved her solt
heart 50 strongly that her tears began to
tail into the vine.
Your COOL health, Marie!' exclaime d
BandoIot, emptying tho glass, which was
watsred 10y her tears
AT thai moment they heard music, q
horn, a violin and haulboY playing
gay dancing tune.
Whats Ihai' said the young officer.
putting down his wineglass and passing
a, once from strong emotion to laugh.
MA loi! 1t must be bail"
Alas" said Marie, "Yes it is ball,
NY mistress did not want to dance to-
night. hut The Captain and her father
said it must go on. She will be very
unhappy all the time"
"Oh Mar" said Count Victor. "if you
are rs kind IS think you are. do some
thing Tor me Run-hy! Tell so r
mistress that Count Victor Bsudelot de
derval asks permission TO pay his re-
spects TO her. bat run and find the Cap
tain. Tell him that his prisoner will
have q dreary vigil here. tonight; that
be will not be able to sleep for the noise
OF the music and the dancing; that the
night will be long and cold; that 1t
xouli be charity to keep poor young
follow from thinking gloomy thoughts
GA his AS night in this world. Tell him
he has NJ word OF honor will make no
etfor. 20 ,scapc. Tel! him all that. Ma
rie, say e7y,h.ug else YOU may think OF
in my lAgor. Speak loui enough TO be
hesrd 10y your young mistress, and |
doubt not, my Marie, be will be- good 10
nee. Then, il nc ID willing TO invite me
20 bic ball. send IN G. bis valet, ask him to
bring mG clean shiit and some hair
powder. ! dare say the Republic has
lett little hair powder 10 the chateau.
ASK him to bring ms one OF his masters
coats, and beg the Captain TO lend me
my own sEord-only ior ornamen. l
promise not to draw il ou. OF the soao'
bard. Run, Maria-run. and see II you
can obtain all this loy me!
Very shortly after she had leii, the
valet dc chambge ot Captain Hsmeiin
made his appearance in the pigeon house.
This valet was good old servant OF
the old regime, greatly attached to hair
powder old customs and aristocracy.
Since tho Republic came 10 he had lost a
a good deal of Importance. True, he had
been appointed one of the municipal
! Cuuucl at NAMES, but his high functions
were not near 80 satisfactory Us the long
private interviews he had been accus-
toned 10 enjoy with noble personages
wheu he assisted in dressing or undress-
ing them. The only great man in these
/ latter times whom he held in much re-
spec. was NJ. do RObespierre, because
be was the only man in power in tho
French Republic WHO dared to wear hair
powder, ruffled shirts and tapped waist
coat with embroidery.
He brought the prisoner complete
court suit that Captain Hamelin had
mad made while he was Marquis, to 90
to court in, " hile royalty had yet court.
and the court King and Queen.
j. wasa very elegant embroidered suit.
The shirt was something exquisite, the
silk stockings very fine. Nothing had
been forgotten, not even scents and es-
sences, such as were used by Marquises
in former times.
The Count gave up his head into the
hands OF the old valet, who dressed ii
with the greatest care and satisfaction
mingled, however, with many deep