Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-03-09


not be included in the counts ruin"
"Rise, implore you," said Alcidor,
endeavoring to raise the marquise. II
forgive you all--everything
The marquise followed him to the
couch, on which Alcidor again flung him
self. Seating herself by his side, she con-
tinued:
"Danton still pursues nay husband with |
his hatred, and only Robespierre can save
him from the guillotine. Will you aid |
ne?"
COP said Alcidor, trembling with agi-
tation and anger, 81 understand the
whole matter. They have played with
my feelings; they have let me think that
my feelings were reel procated; they have
openly suffered it to be understood that
it was 50. And this has been done and
allowed because they knew was 1av-
critic of the people, and that the beloved
OF the singer Alcidor would be safe, spite
Of her aristocratic rank, from the peoples
wrath In their hearts they were laugh
ing at the conceited fop who could be so
vain as to tlatter himself that he had won
the love of the highborn marquise.'
"Pardon!'' she murmured.
MADAME" he said, suddenly turning
towards her; you may despise my love,
but you dare not play with It,"
''Alcidorn' whispered the marquise,
slime presses! My own life and my nus
bands are at stake. Danton has put the
counts name on the list OF the prescribed
and soon my nat 9 will be added. MY
estate is contiscated; these Jewels, which,
with q corrnyx FIJI tcrho6ino I op+rrct,S
to your charge, are now my only property.
With them | must flee into Germany
My carnage is at the door. We must
separate"
Must I, indeed, lose you?' sorrowfully
exclaimed the singer. Cecilia, will you
kill me''
She took his hand, and murmured,
''Alcldor, be a man, and teach me what
ought"
"Bc it so,' said Alcidor, ''since your
safety depends upon it!'
'Thanks."
why do you not go?" he exclaimed
presently, in a bitter tone.
co. surely am not deceived in you?"
cried the marquise, clasping his hand.
''Alcidor! remember gave my hand to
the count, as my protector and deliverer,
before [ ever saw you; and that since the
time we met my life has been one series
of tortures"
'See!" she continued, leading him to
the window; "there is my carriage.
There sits the count disguised as a
servanD beside the valet. Mon Dieu!
how the people are crowding round the
carriage. Alcidor! you must save both
myself and my husband"
"Conle, then,' said he; IF nv heart
breaks, will save you both.''
He led her Gown the staircase to the
hall door. A crowd had surrounded the
carriage; women, with disheveled hair;
men, shouting madly to each other.
''Unharness the horses!' cried man
"Pull the servant from the boxr screamed
viXenish woman. The maddened crowd
were proceeding to act upon the orders
At this moment Alcidor stepped courage
ouly forward. Springing into the car
riage, he jumped upon the seat, to obtain
u position in which every one could see
him.
My friends" he cried, in loud voice
cam not one of you? How, then, can
you prevent my beloved from setting
fourth on her journey to her country
house?'
Al the sound of the favorite's voice the
faces of the mob br: ghtened, and they
became suddenly quiet.
Alcidor, taking advantage of the i'm
preston he had made: qu1tted the carriage,
and, handing in the marquise, stepped
upon high stone, and, following the in
spiration OF the moment, commenced the
song, I'm reve 81 douxr'
The crowd, which had again negun to
murmur when the marquise mounted into
the carriage, became, as if by magic,
suddenly silent. They pressed nearer and
nearer to the singer, who had never sang
this song before so sweetly.
His pangs, his doubts, his grievance
his whole soul breathed fourth in the
tones Of his marvellous voice; and as he
sung his face frightened, every tone
seemed to be instinct with life aud mean.
ing.
The people stood silently enaptured.
1t mattered not to them, now that the
carriage began slowly to move: they will
lingly opened a passage to allow it to
pass. Every look was fixed on Alcidor.
Yes, the same crowd, which had been
thirsting for blood, was now kept tran
quill by the spell Of the singers voice.
Gradually his voise grew feeb .er, and as
the sound of the carriage wheels died
away it ceased. He stepped down from
the high stone on which be bad been
standing, and covering his face with is
hands, retreated into the house. The
people dispersed with shouts, far into the
night were to be heard in the streets the
words Of the song, "Ua ryve 60 dour!'
The saloons Of the Louvre were bril-
liantly illuminated. 1t was the birthday
of the empress. In small boudoir, at
the end OF the grand suite of reception
rooms, Napoleon, with Josephine by his
side, was sitting beneath canopy; the
chamberlains and generals standing by
the folding-doors. Napoleon was in deep
conversation with two gentlemen stand
ing near him. 'Vraiment," said he, sud-
denly, and his dark eyes glanced rouno
the apartment like flash of lightning,
II shall be angry with you, Talma; |
came to Paris to repose, and you prevent
my having any"
''He VINO can look upon our Scipio
without emotion, must either be a god or
blockhead! It is true, SIRE" answered
Talma.
Napoleon's face grew black; he looked
at TaIma, and said, sharply, "An artist
should not fatter! Do you not remember
the old song, La hatterie es une calomnl?'
Ali the emperor suddenly added, turn
ing to the other gentleman; "cannot you
sing us that sony. Alcidor,it would sound
we'll from your lips But then people
complain that you are capricious, AIcidor.
How is it that Won never now SIM vi m