Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1888-01-25
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ROGER lAR0QUE.
ADAPTED AND TRANSLATED FROM THE
FRENCH OF JULES NARY.
BY OLIVER HARPER.
Copyrighted by the American Press Association.
CHAPTER VIII.

CHAPTER VIII.
The next day but one Lucien went to the
Vile d'Avray, and took carriage from the
station to Rogers house. There he found
everything in confusion and trouble, for
Henriette had disappeared, and there were
none who did not believe her dead.
"This is awful" said Lucien ,Swhen he had
heard all there was to tell.
Suzanne seemed to be on the verge Of a
violent fever, and the doctor was there trying
to avoid such an event, for Suzanne was so
delicate that there were little hopes that she
could live through any illness.
Lucien had hoped to discover something
that might help to clear away the shadows
now gathering SO darklv around Roger. But
he was too late Before he left, the old Uncle
Bernarlit said to him:
sYou are Rogers lawyer, are you nota"
"His lawyer and his friend"
"What do you think of this sad AFFAIR."
aIn which capacity do you want my opin.
iona"
@Both."
@Well, then, as friend, am sure Roger il
the innocent victim Of some fatality. AZ
lawyer, l am convinced that he will be con.
demned."
'Wben shall you see himi"
Tomorrow. Must then tell him Of this
new af1ictiona"
@Yes, and tell him that whatever happens,
we, my wife and !, will be to his little daugh-
ter true and tender parents, and that we will
take her to our home, where she may forget,
in time. all this sad trouble. We shall stay
here as long as there is hope that poor Hen:
riette's body may be found, and then we will
20 home. I will take charge of Rogers fac
tory, and manage it for him until this is all
settled; and If the worst should come the pro-
ceeds will be for Suzanne. Tell him he will
find me at Rue Saint Maur or at my home,
as long as live"
3You are good and noble man, NJ.
Bernardo, said Lucien.
aAnd you, also, M. De Noirville. God
bless you!"
Lucien went on to Versailles, and said to
Roger:
"Fiend, prepare yourself to hear Few
trouble"
"My child Is dead!" cried Roger, with
husky voice
mo, but it is feared, and with, alas! only too
much reason, that poor Henriette has thown
herself into the river in fit Of mental aber-
ration
Rogers knees bent under him, and he sank
to the floor. But he had not strength enough
left to weep. At last he lifted his haggard
face. 'It is better so, better so. Oh, my
poor Henriette, my poor broken lily!"
Lucien visited Roger several times before
the day Of trial. He wished to overcome
that strange obstinacy, but in spite of every
argument and prayer that he should tell him
under the veil of secrecy, he could get no
word on that subject from Roger.
LET my destiny be accomplished"
The day Of the trial came, and Roger
learned that they were going to bring Su-
zanne again to testify. This was the last
drop in his already brimming cup, and he sat
indifferent and apparently the least inter-
ested of all there present as the mass of testi-
mony was given.
Lucien entered the court room painfully,
sustained by a brother lawyer, and he went
direct to Roger and embraced him with
warmth and genuine affection. The specta-
Gle went straight to the hearts Of the specta-
tors.
When the order was given to bring in the
N"ASAcSA Va tLo dCCuSeO LuGI6 WIS q lluI lluT
of disapprobation, and one woman-perhaps
mother-cried aloud:
"This Is not right. Thou shalt not seethe
kid In its mothers milk You have no right
to make this child condemn her father"
"Silence in COURT" cried the judge, "or
shall clear the hail."
The president Of the tribunal" or chief
magistrate of the court Of assizes, ordered
that the child be brought to him.
my. child" said he, "do you know that
manl"
"Yes, it is my father"
"Do you love hima"
aYes.n
9Where is your mother2n
@She is dead"
3What caused her to der
u do not know"
"You saw from your balcony man 70 into
Larouette's house and kill him. Was it your
fatherl"
The child made negative sign.
"Your mother saw him, too-your poor,
dead mother. You loved her, dill you not!"
"Oh, yes, sir"
"Then try to remember. for her sake, what
or who you saw that night"
II did not see anything"
The president then addressed Roger:
~The silence of this child accuses YOU"
@Alas, sir" said Roger, II begged her to
speak, but she would not"
~What she saw must be more terrible to
say than what she leaves us to believe by her
silence"
@Did your mother tell you to deny having
seen anything"
"No, sir, she did not"
"Did you see your father or not, child2 Re-
member, it is his life that is trembling on
your lips"
II have told you all, so many, many times
that saw nothing, nothing at all. Please do
not try to make me tell lie."
Here the unhappy little creature burst into
tears.
"Why do you cry, my childs" asked the
president.
because my papa is crying"
Here one of the jury arose. He could bear
this scene no longer. II think, your honor,
we have heard all that is necessary"
Many persons were in tears, and the presi-
dent himself was very willing that the little
martyr be spared further suffering, and she
was carried out by an officer and given to the
tender care of the uncle and aunt who
awaited her.
Then they questioned Roger, and he an
swered all the questions in detail, repeating
what he had told them before, but was so ex-
hausted when all was done that he could not
hold himself straight in his chair, but he had
NOT given the name of his mysterious debtor.
When Lucien rose, sustained by his
crutches, and his poor MANNED limbs ending
with wooden stumps, there was murmur df
pity all through the hall, and several men,
bers of the jury could scarcely restrain their