The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1886-05-08

citing Jealousy IN his sensitive MIND
The last time her arrogant lover hal
troubled her was upon the occasion OF thu
above conversation, when hehad detained
: her for an hour listening to his rhApso
dies. She then determined to tell hin
her situation, hoping that II he had {
spark Of manly sentiment within him hi
would desist from further persecution, Il
had q contrary effect, for. he was deficient
in the equality she hoped TO find. Hel
confession only increased his passion, and
added the wish OF revenge upon n who
could actually prefer q manned and dis
figured cripple TO an Adonis, as Paul con
sidsIed himself.
At last her courage gave way under the
repeated troubles she had endured from
her contemplate prosecutor, and she re-
solved to plead with NJ. Dubois to release
her engagement, now that it wanted but
q few weeks Of its termination. He was
surprised and disturbed by the request.
and his remarks, though polite, were 90,
we're. The conversation was overheard
by his son, who listened eagerly for hil
decision. When at length, in pity to her
evident distress, he reluctantly consent
ed, his sons rage knew no bounds. His
thirst for revenge grew deeper and deep.
81, and 9 plot was laid that night worthy
Of such a demon.
Mariette sat up all night, packing her
trunks and writing to her pupil, whom
she was sorry to leave. Had 1t not been
Tor her dread Of Paul, she would have beg
ged NJ. DUBOIS to yield her to her instruC-
ton at her own home, but that was not to
be thought OF, She went down TO break
last at the usual time, leaving her trunk
untastened. She wa TeioiCed not to see
Paul, and supposed him not yet risen.
He came in, however, before she had fin
ished, and sat down beside her,
ut is not yet too late to repent" he
whispered,
She regarded him with a silent sCorn
which was more eloquentthan mere words.
At that moment the butler came rushing
into the breakfast room, with q Counts.
nance Of dismay, saying that a quantity
Of plate had disappeared suddenly from
his pantry, Paul affected surprise, and
went instantly to his room, whence he re-
nrned with the tidin9a that certain valua.
bles had been taken from his bureau.
"Mademoiselle must be detained until
her trunks are searched" said he, with
mock politeneas,
Martette threw upon him a glance OF in
expressible scorn; for she felt that this
vas said merely to annoy her. Her spirit
rose with the occasion.
"Do 1t quickly then" she exclaimed.
~ have no time to lose In waiting for
triaes."
"No, truly" he answered, insolently,
1.-THE cripple cannot run far to meet you.n
M0riette fastened to her room, but she
stopped TO caress Amelie by the way, and
when abe entered the chamber NJ. Dubois,
Paul and the servants were there before
her.
my aon thinks It but in Justice to the
servsntsthat mademoiselle's trunks should
undergo the same scrutiny as that TO
which we intend to subject the servants"
said NJ. Dubois. I'VE will look at yours
drst, that you may not be detained from
your journey longer than is nsediul."
Mariette saw that NJ. Dubois really in
tended this as a salYe to the feelings Of the
~lousekeeper and other servants, aud,
with the pressure Of other thoughts upon
her and the exhilaration Of coming free
dom, she did not feel the quick sense OF
pain which, at another time, might have
distracted her.
"Anything," Monsieur Dubois, II you
will only be speedy" said she. 1.-The
coach is already at the door,"
Her Impotence stimulated him, and he
proceeded to the investigation, she follow
ing with the keys, and hastily locking
zach trunk as he replaced It's contents,
There was but one more. The cry which
she uttered as he drew from beneath the
pile Of linen all the missing articles, might
nave melted a heart leBs Teyengsful than
that Of the younger Dubois. 1t ELECTED
from him only q smile Of triumph. Mari
ette tainted when she saw that smile, and
remained insensibls for an hour. When
she awoke from that dismal trance, the
carriage she had ordered had been sent
away, and q sergeant-de-ville was waiting
10 convey her To prison for the theft.
For weeks she lay in prison awaiting her
trial. Dreary weeks indeed they were,
and only lightened by the consciousness
Of innocence. How could she pain Jean
Mallet's atEeCtionate heart by telling him
what had %happened2 She could not; 50
she forebore TO ask for writing materials,
which probably would have been refused
II she had asked, and left him to imagine
all sorts Of terrors at her silence.
"No natter" she exclaimed 10 herself.
"He will not hear OF 1t, and when | am
free l shall soon be with him, never again
10 desert him. Oh, that l had never left
himl Better to have shared his deepest
poverty than To have experienced thisl"
The trial came on. Marietta was friend
less and alone, and not a shadow Of de-
tense was made, save the simple asseration
which she made Of her own innocence.
She was found guilty and sentenced 10
suffer death by the g~uillotine.
When the terrible hour came the heads
a was Ill, and strangulation was substi.
tuted for the guillotine. The hangman's
office had got into disuse, and the person
employed reformed his part In q most
bungling and cruel way.
The body was removed for dissection.
The surgeon was q man Of fine and deli
cate feelings. He gazed with mingled awe
and reverence upon the beautiful statue
which his devotion 10 science compelled
min TO mar and deiaCe. He smoOthed the
long silky Curls and looked with admira-
ton upon the noble head, lovely even in
death.
livery moment increased his unwilling.
ness to enter upon his work. Rsverently
he drew the sheet over the body, which
he had laid upon q couch, previous 10
arranging q table for Its reception. In
smoothing the folds OF the sheet, his hand
pressed lightly upon the region OF the
heart, and he started as II a serpent had
stung him. Then, gathering fortItude, he
placed his hand firmly on her heart; he
telt the slow and faint, but regular beat,
warm and living, beneath bis fingers.
He opened the eyes, and the sheen and
lustre Of life were there. He wrapped hil
warm carriage cloak about her, laid her
upon the warm hearth, and went to his
closet for some wine, which he warmed
and poured into her mouth. After some
time he was rewarded by an increasing
warmth Of the limbs, though as yet sense
and motion had not returned.
On the same floor Is the surgeons room
dWelt q venerable man, and 10 him the