Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1889-04-13

| Anatole fastened to the address the
professor had given him. 1t was o'clock
when he reached the house. He rang the
bell violently.
"Who is there? ?" cried deep voice be-
hind the door.
LET me in. have an important COM
munication from NJ. Bouvard."
Anatole heard the rafting of safety
chain which was being removed, and the
sound of key which was turned in three
locks successfully.
swell, this man is well guardedr' ex-
claimed Anatole.
At last the door was opened, and Ana
tole found himself in the presence of a
man who had fierce curling ::mustaches
and was arrayed like buccaneer.
"You see-always prepared" sad NJ
Capdenac. "That is my motto"
8 The walls of the reception room were
covered with panoplies. In the little room
to which Capdenac led his visitor one saw
nothing but arms-yataghans, poisoned
arrows, sabres, swords, pistols and blunder-
buses. 1t was veritable arsenal. 1t was
enough to strike terror to the soul of
timid person.
BAH" thought Anatole. "What does
it matter? l shall die within three hours
in any case"
aMonsieur," said capdenac, ''what is the
object Of"
Monsieur" replied Anatole, interrupt
ing him, ''you wish to marry Mile. Nj
cette ?"
eyes, Monsieur"
| Monsieur, you shall not marry her."
"Ah, thunder All, blood! and who
will prevent me?"
Tw
Capdenac gazed at Anatole, who was not
very large, but who looked very deter
mined.
"Ah, young man." he said at last, "you
have the good fortune to find me in good
humor. Profit by it. Save yourself while
there is yet time. Were 1 not in an ami
able mood | would not answer for your
days"
"And | do not answer for yours"
GA defiance to me! Capdenacl Do
you know that have fought twenty duels,
that l have killed five of my adversaries
aud wounded the other fifteen? Go,
young man, go. have pity for your
youth. There is still time; 60.
~ see," replied Anatole, "by your man.
her and your surroundings that you are an
adversary worthy of me, and that in
creases my desire to measure swords with
so redoubtable man. Come Shall we
take these two swords or those over the
mantel or these battle axes or cavalry
sabres or do you prefer these yataghans
Are you undecided? what do you say ?''
| 81 am thinking of your mother and of
| the sorrow that awaits her,"
II have no mother. But perhaps you
prefer carbines or revolvers %
"Young man do not handle those fire.
arms"
care you afraid? You tremblew
"Tremblel :? 1t is the cold"
"Then you must fight or renounce the
hand of Nicette"
az admire your bravery The brave
understand each other. Shall l tell you
| something? %
| "Speak."
| "For some time myself have thought
of breaking this engagement; but / did
not know how to go about it. would,
therefore, willingly consent to your re-
quest, but you understand it will not do
for sme, Capdenac, to seem to yield to your
threats, for, you know, you have made
| threats"
I" withdraw them"
| "Well, then, the matter is settled"
"Will you write and sign paper stat
ing that you relinquish the hand of Nj
cette ?"
81 have so much sympathy with you
that | cannot refuse"
| Having obtained this precious paper,
Antole fastened to the house of NJ. Bou-
ward. He reached the door about s O'Clock,
and rang the bell.
"Who's there !"
| Anatole."
Go home and go to bed" cried the
Professor roughly.
II have Capdenac's REIMBURSEMENT of
Nicette's hand. Open the door, or rll
break it in"
NJ. Bouvard opened the door. Anatole
gave him the paper, and then went to the
door of Nicette's chamber and cried:
Cousin, get up; dress yourself and
come here
| A few moments afterward Nicette, fresh
as rose, entered the little reception
room.
whats the matter?' she said.
! "The matter is" cried NJ. Bouvard,
''that your cousin is mad"
| 'Mad be it p said Anatole; "but Nicette
/
ness. This night, my dear little cousin |
have accomplished two things: M. Capde-
nae renounces your hand, and your
guardian consents that you shall marry the
man YOU love-"
my guardian, are you indeed willing
that | should marry Anatole ~
"Ahw exclaimed Anatole.
| ut is you, my cousin, whom | love-"
At that moment Anatole felt his heart
beat violently. What caused it? Was it
the pleasure which Nicette's unhoped-for
avowal gave him? Was it the pain FORE
told by the doctor? Was it death?
unfortunate man that | amp cried
poor Anatole. "She loves me. / see my
happiness before me, and | am going to die
without attaining it."
| Then, grasping the hands of Nicette he
told her all he told her about the letter
he had received, the flower whose odor he
had inhaled, the warning of his old friend,
his will, the subsequent events and his sue
cess in obtaining her freedom.
sand now he added, II am going to
dep
THAT is impossible y exclaimed Nj
cette. THE doctor is deceived. Who is
he?"
| "A man who is never deceived, Nlcette
he is Doctor Bardals.p
''Bardais Bardais." cried Bouvard,
laughing. listen to this paragraph in
the morning newspaper: The savant, DR.
Bardais, has become suddenly insane His
insanity has taken scientific turn. 1t is
well known that the doctor has devoted
himself specially to the study Of poison
Gus plants. He now believes that all per-
sons whom he meets have been poisoned,
and he persuades them of the fact. He
was taken at midnight to an insane asy-
lum.'"
"Nicette p
"Anatole p
The two lovers were clasped in each
others arms Translated for the Epoch
from tie French OF SAINT Jairs by 4. II.
Hauea.
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| tons.