The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1884-01-25
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The Story Of a Galley Slave.
Adapted from the popular play, "a CELE-
DRAFTED CASE"

For few moments his gaze seemed
riveted on Adrienne's pale features, in
which anguish and despair were plainly
written. Suddenly his face changed-a
thought struck him.
"You say a soldier2 Was there not a
schiller involved in a trial for murder
about that timer"
"Yes,' explained the duke. "The man
was arrested and tried for the murder of
his wife,"
"Yes. yes. 1 begin to recall it. He
built up defense in which he made use
Of my name"
The counts memory was growing mo-
mentarily clearer.
ayes, yes" said the duke; "the very
man.
Well, quite likely he is the same soldier
who came to my relief. Very naturally
he would attempt some explanation of the
crime, and that was rather plausible
one. l read of the trial while in exile. 1t
was called, if 1 remember Alright, "A Cele-
brated Case The man was convicted on
the evidence of his own child"
A low moan from Adrienne was followed
by perfect silence. The count looked
about him, but as no one contradicted his
remark, he glanced at the duke, whose
concern for Adrienne was fast getting the
better of his courtesy. Valentine made
motion to the count, but he did not under
stand her.
"Of course the man was perjuring him
self; he undoubtedly murdered his wife
The count was interrupted by an agon-
izing cry, and Adrienne fell insensible at
his feet, deathly pallor stealing over her
features.
"And you have murdered his childw
cried ORourke, his fierce eyes darling
looks of hatred at the count.
"His child! his childr'
The count recoiled, and staggering like
drunken man, caught hold of a tall
chair. against which he leaned, trembling
in every limb.
No one observed him; all were occupied
with Adrienne, whose swoon had much
the appearance Of death.
Raising her in his strong arms, O'Rourke
carried her to her room, closely followed
by the duke, the duchess, and Raoul.
Valentine would have gone with them,
but quick call from the count made her
turn and look at him.
He was sitting on the chair, wiping the
thick perspiration from his face with his
lace-trimmed handkerchief. The altera-
ton in his appearance was 80 great that
Valentine ran to him, startled and eager.
No wonder! His face was ghastly; his
eyes were wild. as If ghost were in
sight; his teeth chartered in his head;
and his hands trembled 30 much that he
could with difficulty hold the handker-
chief to his forehead.
"What is itf" Valentine stared at him
in dismay.
"How can you ask such question:
Why did you not stop met The idea Of
letting me make those remarks to the
girls face! Oh, the sight of her lying,
white and still before me, completely I'M
nerved me! IL have not the strength
once had. Ever since that wound am
80 easily moved! Why do you look at me
30, cbildT
"You frighten mer said Valentine. ~
never before saw a man give way so to
his feelings. Can do anything-get you
anythingr
"Yes-let US leave this house. Our own
is ready for our reception. Your maid is
there"
"But will not the duke and duchess
think it strange if we go in such haste,
without thanking them, and without wait
ip0 ~ hear how Adrienne-n
"Stop! do not mention her name"
fit of trembling. II will not hear Of her,
I say; il brings the whole thing back to
me. Pshaw! must try and control this
weakness. After all, how was to know
who the girl vast was presented to
her, and they called her their daughter.
They have no right to impose this girl
upon people as their own child, when, in
truth, she is the child of miserable MUIR
derer!"
Valentine started back, alarmed at the
counts eyes, now flashing with angry pas
sion, and dreading lest his words, excit-
edly uttered. should reach the servants.
Something in the earnest eyes, watch
ing his angry gestures, warned the count
of the necessity for self-control.
~Find the duchess and explain our rea-
sons for leaving 30 soon. Thank her for
her hospitality to you. I shall do it in
person when recover from this nervous
shock. You understand Be quick; the
carriage is still awaiting us!''
He motioned her away from him.
Valentine hesitated, plying his painful
weakness, yet ignorant Of how 10 assist
him.
The count put his hand TO his head.
"Leave me. Valentine. You cannot help
me. This will pass over in q few minutes.
/ have been alone 30 long that ! have
grown accustomed TO caring for myself
when attacked in this way. BY and by,
my daughter, you will Be my kind little
nurse"
He attempted q smile, made so CHASTITY
6y the rigidity or his features that VAL
entine shrank from It's influence and has