Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1879-04-19

laughed the grandsire.
But he became grave as he saw hi
grandson turn sadly away,
What art thou going to do to-day
grandfather ~
II shall take my walk on the boulo.
yards"
Don't dear granddad there may
be fighting to-day. The people are
angry. Thou art too old to help, anC
l beg thee keep at home.
But
George Duchene was gone before
i the old grandfather could find word:
in which to ask for an explanation.
Paris was angry. As the hours
grew there were threats in the very
air.
Meanwhile George Duchene, who
was not working that day, was passing
along a quiet but pleasant-lookin
street, when he heard calls for help on
the first floor of a hotel.
"Yellada's yoicel' he cried. "There
can be no question y
He hurried into the hotel, where
great confusion was reigning among
the walters, dashed upstairs and ran
to the doors which opened into rooms
looking into the street.
Three, four, were unlocked, and
yielded to his hand. The fifth was
fastened.
A moment, and he had burst the
lock apart.
1t was she-Vellada-the daughter
of the linen-draper who had recently
changed his sign from "The Purring
Cat to THE Sword of Brennus.' 1t
was she to whom his grandfather had
referred to some hours previously.
She had tainted, and lay on the
divan at the mercy of a handsome
villain, who was somewhat advanced
toward a state of intoxicatiOn, and
who appeared stunned by the sudden
intrusion of the mere workman who
stood before him.
But only for a moment. The next
the young roue was flung crashing to
the other side Of the room, and then
George, taking up a glass of water,
dabbed Vedalla's forehead with his
wetted, honest right hand.
"MademOiselle Look up! 1t is |
George Duchene, your neighbor.
Do not be afraid"
The voice recalled her still wan
dering senses.
George y she repeated in a sweet,
soft voice, which made his heart beat.
"Quick-let us leave this place."
Yes, yes, GeOrge-take me homel'
But the walters below showed signs
of preventing their egress.
My sister said George, making
use of one Of these untruths which
now and again must be used in ex-
IRENE cases.
There was enough of human nature
in those servitors to compel them to
fall back and let the couple pass into
the street.
Long before they had reached her
fathers house he had declared his
love, and had been accepted.
And when once they had passed the
threshold, and the old linen-draper
Lebrenne had heard what both had to
say, the trader said
This decides me, | join the in
surrectionary movement. These aris-
tocrats without aristocracy, and who
have induced the king to ill-treat his
subjects, must have a lesson taught
them. This Plournel is no more a
count than you or |, NJ. George. He
%fancies, because his father made large
sums of money as an army contractor,
that he is one of the nobility who can
command the masses"
He said he was taking me to see
an old school. fellow of mine, who was
i'll" added Vellada.
That evening in the Rue St. Denis,
his grandfather, Lebrenne, the linen
draper, and his daughter had dined
together, when they were attracted by
loud cries to the street-door.
In the distance approached a crowd
carrying various arms, which glitered
in the light of the torches grouped in
the center of the people.
To arms! V%engeance!' were the
shouts heard as the procession APP
preached.
The torches lit up a wagon-load of
dead men and women. Upon the butt
end of the shafts stood a powerful
man almost naked to the waist, and
carrying a swinging torch.
TO armsl Nengeancel The soldiers
have fired upon the people,
Surrounding the cart were citizens
and citizen soldiers bearing arms.
They were marching to the palace
to demand justice of the king, who
was already thinking of packing W
the crown jewels.
at is timel' cried George. The
revolution has commenced But q
moment, and | hold my gum
And l JOIN you. cried the linen
draper.
At this instant female cries dom.
mated even over that terrible din
and a woman was seen battling with Q
young man.
Two or three about the cart of death
seized both, and brought them before
the mar striding from shaft to shaft.
What is it?" he asked.
80 please you, citizen, this mar
entered my shop, demanded money for
buying Farms to fight in the revolu.
ton, and when | offered him a piece
Of gold, seized me, gagged me, and
stole my gold. As he was escaping
broke from my bonds, and seized him
and cried Help"
IL is true, said the man, "
wanted money to buy myself and com.
panions arms This woman first gave
me the money, then reponted, and
now accuses me Of theft. Ny com.
paniops and have been seeking al