New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1888-12-12

heard in regard to him; how he was
said to have the art of renewing his
youth, that he had lived for thou
sands of years and yet was. young
that he could read as from a book the
destiny OF all he met.
At this request of the queen Count
Cogliostro looked at her with mel
aneholy air full OF pity and kindness,
and Jeanne felt brill Interpretations
horror pervade her frame; but the
queen smiling and calm awaited quiet
" until the mysterious man should
speak.
Madame, my honored mistress, ]
cannot refuse a request of yours, il
you insist, = and the count bowed hum
bly, before his royal mistress.
'sBut j do insist, and if that willnot
answer then command" the queen
smilingly replied; but at the same
time, Jeanne who knew Marie Antoin-
cite well, felt that she meant to be
obeyed in spite of entreaties
No more being said the count sat in
silence for a moment, then there seem
ed to beam from his blue orbs an in
spired light.
"Your past has been pleasant, yoll
have had youth, health, beauty and
alteration. Your future is clouded.
cannot see clearly, but" and hesita-
ting he stopped.
$50 on, the queen commands, said
a calm voice and Marie Antoinette
sat smiling and undismayed.
III see q great crowd" continued
Cogliostro in a low tone, and a scat
fold-a lady .ascends thesteps, the exc
cutloner.is there, the lady slong hairs
snowy white; she turns-it is the
queen, it is Marie Antoinette"
He ceased and a cry of horror broke
from the pale lips Of Jeanne
"This is horrible! tell me you are
TESTING" said the maid of honor look
ing at him with ii supplicating air.
II never JEST" the strange being
answered coldly.
"You are not very gallant, Count;
you brighten my little Jeanne by your
CHASTITY prophecies" calmly spoke tho
queen, although truth to tell, her own
cheek was slightly pale. "If you can
see anything bright in her life tell her
OF it and drive away these shadows"
Cogliostro looked at the brave,
beautiful lady with respect and admi-
ration: then turning to Jeanne he
smiled as he gazed on her sweet and
blushing face.
You will ere many years pass over
your head be a happy wife and moth
er; but before sunshine comes there
will no n MY
You will marry a man OF the people,
who will save you in the time OF your
greatest danger"
Happy girl sighed Marie Antoi-
nette as they resumed their DISCUSSES
and prepared to leave, Il envy you
even d queen, envy one who can
pass the evening of her days in quiet
and seclusion. To me is desired love
and trust. I often wish I had been
born an humble peasant, and had one
heart among the many that [ could
call all my own; but if | am to die on
the scaffold I will die as BELTS the
queen OF France"
The king never knew ofthe dark fate
predicted to his royal spouse. The
Count de Choisseul, father OF Jeanne,
was very wealthy. and had vast pos
sessions in the south OF france. He
was very naughty, looking down on
the common people, and treating them
as mere servants fit to do his will.
He was a staunch royalist adoring
the king and his beautiful queen. The
counts palace, or hotel as it was call
ed, was almost as magnificent as the
royal residence. Among the noble
mans household was young gentle
man holding the Office OF private sec
Rotary to Count de Choisseul Fran
co.'s Varney was a man OF the people.
He and his brother Claude were or.
phans. Francois was a. fine looking
man, with interest beanling from the
large dark eyes, and in spite of
his hum BILE birth his air was distin-
guished, his manner perfect, and a
warm and loving heart beat within
his bosom. He had presumed to lift
his eyes and thoughts towards the
daughter OF his employer; and dared
In his secret moments to even think
that some day he might earn the
love OF the peerless Jeanne de Chois-
seul Claude Varney, elder brother OF
Francois, was an extreme republican,
hating the aristocracy and hating his
brother, as the wicked and unprinci-
pied ever hate the honorable and the
noble. They had one relative, an
uncle, Jacques Varney, who resided in
Paris. He kept a public house there,
was a good honest citizen, but a true
man Of the people, hating the
king and his lovely queen. The
months passed swiftly. At court and
among the mobiles all was gaiety and
balls, masquerades, water parties and
other festivities followed each in their
season. The rich rolled in luxury, the
poor were starving. The queen so
charming, SO beautiful, was called a
coquette, q butterfly
Marie Antoinette was true wom-
an, and gloried in being loved. 1t was
an innocent coquetry, but alas! the
time was soon coming when every
little act OF the poor lady would be
brought up in dark array against her.
The king, Louis XVI, was vulgar,
coarse and sensual; and in spite OF
his elegant costumes covered with
embroidery, and his hands sparkling
with diamonds, and his breast blaz-
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