Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1886-01-03

visitors from Europe TWO or Jhfee
miles from the port lay a squadron Of
French vessels; then, more IN the omhg,
a few merchant ships We're riding at an-
Choir and with their 1uttering flags gave
life TO the roadstead.
In an hour the Ferrato had dropped an
Choir at about three cable-lenGths from
the harbor AS soon as the necessary
formalities were complied with prauque
was given to her passengers, the doctor
| Pierre, Luigi and bis sister took their
places in the'gig which Immediately took
them ashore. Alter rounding the mole
she glided into that narrow canal crowded
with vessels ranged along both
wharves, and reached that ir-
regular square planted with trees, and
bordered with villas, shops, and cafes,
swarmng with Maltese, Jews, Arabs,
aud French aad native soldiers, into
which runs the main street OF La Goul-
cite.
Boriks letter was dated from Carthage,
and the name, with few ruins scattered
on the ground, is about all that remains
OF the old city OF Hannibal.
To reach the shore At Carthage there is
no need to take the little Italian railway
that runs between La Goulette and Iunis,
skirting the lake OF Bahira. The hard,
fine sand affords excellent walking, or the
dirty road across the plain little behind
1t gives easy access TO the base OF the
hill which bears the chapel Of Saint
Louis and the convent of the Algerian
missionaries.
At the time the doctor and his cOmpan-
ions landed, several carriages, drawn by
pigmy horses, were waiting in the square.
10 hail one and order it 10 drive rapidly
to Carthage was the work of a minute.
The carriage, after traversing the main
road OF La GOulette at a trOt, passed by
the sumptuous villas that the rich Tunis-
ians inhabit during the not season, and
the palaces Of Keredin and Mustapna
that rise on the shore, close TO the out
skirts Of the Carthagenian city. Two
thousand years ago the rival of Rome COW
cred the whole extent between the point
OF La Goulette and the cape that still
bears Its name.
The Chapel Of Saint Louis built on a
knoll ABOUT 200 feet high, on which the
King Of France died in 1870. IL occupies
the middle of small enclosure contain
ing many more antique fragments OF ar
chitecture and broken statuary, vases,
columns, capitals, and Stet0 than trees
or shrubs. Behind it is the missionary
convent, of which Pere Delathe, the ar
cheOlogist, is now the prior. The top Of
this enclosure commands the stretch OF
sand from Cape Carthage up to the first
houses of La GOulette.
At the foot Of the hill are a few palaces
of Arab construction, with piers in Eng
lish style, which run out into the sea for
the vessels of the rOadstead to land at,
Beyond Is the superb gulf of which every
promOntory, point and mountain has his
t0riC interest.
But If there are palaces and villas on the
site OF the old harbOrs, there are on the
slopes or the hill among the ruins few
wretched houses inhabited by the poor OF
the place. Most OF these have no other
trade beyond searching for more or less
precious Carthagenian relics, brOnzes,
stones, pottery, medals. and coins, which
the convent buys for its archaeological
museum rather for PHYS sake than be-
cause they are wanted.
Some OF these refugees are merely Two or
three fragments OF wall, such as the ruins
OF the marabouts which lie whitening in
the brOling sun.
The doctor and his companions Jour
neyed from one TO the other in search of
Madame Bathory, hardly believing she
could have been reduced to such misery.
suddenly the carriage stopped before a
dilapidated building. with a door that was
merely hole in a wall almost overgrown
with bush.
An old woman in a black cloak was
seated before this door. Pierre had rec
Ognized her. He uttered crv. 1t was
his mother. He rushed towards her, he
knelt to her, he clasped her in his
arms. But she replied not to his ca
resses, and did not even seem to recOg-
ME him.
"My mother, my mother" he exclaim-
ed, while the doctor, Luigi and his sister
crowded round her.
At the same moment an old man ap-
peared al the angle Ofthe ruin.
1t was BOrik.
At first sight he recognized DIR. Ante
kirtt, and his knees shook. Then ne
caught sight of Pierre-Pierre, whose
body he had followed TO the cemetery OF
Ragusa. The shock was too much for
him. he fell moti0nless to the ground,
and as he did so these words escaped from
his lips:
''She has lost her reasonl'
Aud SO when the son recovered his
mother all that was left to him was an in
ert body. And the sudden appearance of
her son, whom she thought 10 be dead,
had not been enough TO restore her to any
recollection Of the past.
Madame Bathory rose; her eyes were
haggard, but still they were alive. Then,
without seeing anything, without utter
ing a single word, she entered the mara
bout, and Maria, at sign from the doc
tor. followed her in.
Pierre remained at the door without
daring. without being able to move.
With the doctors help, Borik began TO
regairhls consciousness.
"You, Dir. Pierre. You! AliveW
yes" answered Pierre. YES, alive,
though 1t would be better if | were
deadl"
In few words the doctor informed 30.
rik Of what had taken place at Ra-
gusa. Then the old servant told him
tine story OF those two months Of misery.
But" asked the doctor at the outset,
was il her sons death that caused
Madame Bathory 10 lose her rea-
sOn?'
mo, sir no" answered Borik.
And this Is what he said:
Madame BathOry, being left alone in the
world. had left Ragusa and gone to live
at the little village Of Ninticello, where
she had a few relatives, and while there
she had been planning how to dispose Of
her house, as she had no further inten-
tiOn Of inhabiting IL.
six weeks afterwards, accompanied by
B0rik, she had returned TO Ragusa 70 ar
range al these matters, and when she
reached the house in the Rue Marinella
she found that a letter had been dropped
into the box.
Having read the letter, and the reading
seemed TO have given her mind its first
shock, Madame Bathory screamed. and
ran into the road. and down into the Stra-
done, and knocked at TOrOnthaps door.
which Opened immAdiafpiV