Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1880-03-11
LANCASTER. WISCONSIN. THURSDAY, MARCH II. $780,

times, fame and fortune achieved
the sword sheathsc, aspire to her fa,
vor?
| From tho midst of dreams like
these be was aroused by q shrek in
the corridor. Catching up bis mus
ket. he rushed into the entry, and
at the further end of it, just before
the open window, he saw the baro-
ness struggling 10 the grasp of a
strange man.
| 'Helpl helpl' she cried.
| And bursting from tho bands OF
the intruder, she rushed towards
Victor, and sank faiuting ct his feet.
| The soldiers wrath mounted like
q blaze to his face. Villain + he
cried.
He had dropped his musket and
grappled with bis adversary hand
to-hand.
The latter, watching his opportu-
nifty, made . snatch at The handle OF
a poignard no wore 10 his bosom.
Quick as thought Victor disarmed
him, sAd exerting ell his strength
caught him up n his arms and
dashed him through the open win.
dow.
| where is hep cried tho baroness.
at last returning to consciousness.
Il hope | have killed him. replied
Victor. Bat do you know him |?
st is the Count Won Atten berg, >
replied the baroness, aghast. 'one of
the most influential men in Weimar,
and more than suspected of being q
friend of France. You are entitled
to all my confidence, andI will with.
hold nothing. This man is q rejected
sutton. He attempted to carry me
off this night by force and compel
me to marry him. Ii be is at liberty
he will move heaven aud earth to
effect your destruction and ruin my
fame
Victor walked over to the window
and looked out.
A neighboring bivouac fire brought
every object into full prominence.
He must have got off unframed,
muttered he to himself.
sHark = cried tho baroness. Il
hear the tramp of soldiers. They
halt before the house. l hear the
street door open. Minna must have
admitted them. Fly-hide YOURSELF
sWhere?' asked Victor. They
will search the house,
There is oHe room they will not
search, replied the baroness.
what one p
MY chamber
She flung the door open.
Enter. sir. 1t is the only place of
refuge for you
A guard soon made it's appearance.
Accompanying the officer in com.
mand was the Count Won Atten-
berg.
Are you sure, count asked the
officer, that you can identity the
villain who attempted your life?'
i could not see his faoe,' replied
the count, but l think 1 should
He i has as f hardly al had had" time to es.
cape replied tho officer, 'and we
will search every room in the house.
Every room hut one,' said the
boroness, advancing.
without exception, madame, said
the French officer.
You will except, I know,my own
private apartment p said the baron
ess.
Certainly. madame replied the
officer. bowling,
The baroness felt q great load lift
ed from her heart.
In the meantime the struggle had
aroused Bertrand from bis fret
sleep, and from his chamber door he
had become cognizant of all that
followed.
He heard the officer 10 command
say to Won Atten berg:
IF he is taken he will be dealt
with summarily. Fifteen PAGES and
a volley will square his account
A moment afterwards Bertrand
presented himself.
He sa'uted the French officer.
/ Captain said he, Il surrender
without summons
do you know that man p asked
the officer of Won Attenberg.
Il know him. said Bertrand, 50,
luting the count. HE had falling
out with me just now-out Of the
! window
| You know the marshals order
said the officer, sternly.
BY heart replied the soldier.
Take me away. The sooner its over
the BETTER
/ Permit me to speak one word
with this man. said the baroness.
| The officer in command of the
squad assented, and the lady Dire "
Bertrand out of earshot of the wit
| neases.
You are innocent said she, in a
tremulous tone.
4 have confessed replied the sol
der.
| But you are innocent, pursued
the lady.
/ BE it so,' answered Bertrand.
Victor saved my life in battle-I
swore thatI would repay the deed
the next time his own was in peril.
The hour has come, and / am ready.
When the muster roll is called in
Heaven ! shall answer to my name.
| Bat Victor would never permit
this
| He must not know it till ell ia
over
4 The baroness wrung her hands.
Il know not what to do, she cried.
DO nothing, returned the soldier,
Captain, / am ready
you shall be saved if human pow.
er can effect it,
These were the LAST words of the
! baroness.
At the close of fine October day
in the year 1916 man OF middle
age, strongly built, with dark grey
hair and moustache, and wearing q
long, faded, blue surtout buttoned
closely to t5e throat, and cap oil
the same color, which had seen long