Workmen's advocate. (New Haven, Conn.) 1883-1891, 1886-07-18
IN CLANkING CHAINS,
A PosthumOus Sketch by Madame
George Sand.
TRANSLATED By LEW VANDERPOOLE
BY Permission of the New YORK STAR
cox CLUDED

[By Permission of the New YORK STAR
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The brave fellow had already resolved
to shield Ninette with his life, if any oc-
casion demanded it, and so he deliberately
informed the General that it was merely
fancy picture which he had found in a
shop in Paris,
'Why did you bring it with you here,
them" demanded the General.
''Recause-it is SO beautiful"
Very well; will keep it for the same
reason, until find the original. But
mark you one thing; if find her near
this camp you go into chains"
The soldier trembled as he walked
away. He cared nothing about the
chains; he would wear them willingly,
all his days, if that would only keep the
girl safe from the General.
He must find Antonio if possible and
warn him to keep Ninette out Of sight of
the General and his mnions,
That very day he saw the old man and
told him of the Generals unhoIy quest
But it brought about the very thing he
was 50 anxious to avoid. A spy over
heard them and followed Antonio
straight to Ninette and her father.
That night the soldier was dragged
from his tent, put in chains, and taken
to his General. Once in the Generals
tent, he knew what his arrest meant for
there, under guard, and like him in
chains, were Antonio and Ninctte's
father.
Here" said the angry General. as
they also brought Ninette forward sis
the woman whose picture you lied to me
about Will you tell me why you did
SOL?
The soldier bowed his head for an in
slant, and then Strengthened himself up
proudly.
at was the only way" he replied, sin
which could protect her from your
lust"
That speech will cost youyour life, and
you can be sure that it will make matters
none the easier for her, snarled the Gen
eral, with an oath,
IF | could first end your life, retorted
the soldier, II should be little concerned
about my own
"Ha ha |" laughed the General, fiend
ishly, ''in that thought is sweet satisfac-
ton for me- You die for nothing-ahso-
lutely nothing. 1t will be such pur-
poseless unsolder-like death; without
even romance i'm it to console you. You
shall not die for France, nor for this
woman you love. You are a traitor.
Your lying to me about this peasants
daughter makes you such, and as such
you shall be shot. These other men, her
father and this old Italian, are also worthy
of death, because they resisted my troops.
Three traitors to be shot at once Oh, it
will be rare sport If you need some
thing to encourage you to meet death
brayely, remember that this woman for
whom you have destroyed yourself will
be my toy-until | find another who
pleases me better. Ha ha ha! There,
take them away, all of them. Ha! ha!
la Y ,rs~s~---
Manhood slumbered, and the guard
obeyed the General. Ninette was put in
a tent by herself. and the others, with
their chains clanking at their wrists and
ankles, were taken to another part of the
camp.
All through the night the girl heard
those awful chains. Her countrys
funeral dirge would have greeted her
ears less mournfully. just before day
break she dreamed that the chains had
been taken from her three friends, heated
hot, and twisted about her own heart.
She uttered cry of pain so shrill that
it reached the General S ears. He at once
came to her tent. Discovering the cause