Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1889-12-28

reacneo . ntsis door that opened into tho
church, and, having ascended . winding
staircase, found himself In tho rooms OF the
scxton, who Immediately poured out some
vino for him.
-"well, friend. do you feel better nowr
"Much, much better. replied Eudor. while
his companion emptied largo glass
"Truo Burgundy" exclaimed Armour,
striking the table with tho cup no had just
empticd.
The cups were again filed but ono merely
raised his to his lips, while tho other threw
himself back, and scrupulonsly swallowed
the last drop Of the nectar.
''1is excellcpcy the archdeacon does not
drink any to compare 70 IT," exclaimed the
sexton In his bacchanalinn enthusiasm; II
will tell you the whole story"
Eudor listeped with impcrturbabIe sang
froid to all tho stories OF his companion,
which became more and more obscure after
every cupful The enormous face OF the SEX
ton shone with color Of tho brightest red;
his eyes wandered; he smiled stupidity. At
last, after emptying his cup for the thirteenth
time fatal nun,ber,, the joyous drinker burst
into o loud ft Of laughter, threw back his
head and stretched his crampcd legs. This
motion was too rapid; his feet slipped on the
floor and hc fell fat.
The doctor Immediately sprang on him, ns
dog on the wild boar just wounded by the
hunters ball; quickly and silently he drew
from tho sexton's belt a bunch of keys seized
his lantern. cleared with one jump tho wind
ing staircase and found himself in tho church.
The door opened; Eudor was In tho damp
repository OF tho dead. Amidst all tho splen.
did monuments there was one place where
the earth had been newly turned up and o
wreath OF flowers thrown over IL. That was
it. Eudor pushed aside tho wreath and dug
AWAY at the last resting place The coffin
appeared; the lid was broken, ind once moro
he contemplated his victim.
At this instant the clock struck; the doctor
counted the slowly proceeding strokes with
terror--he counted ten. "Wclll 'Opportunum
post duodecim horas momentum permane-
Bit There Is still plenty Of time"
Having pronounced these mysterious words
he raised the corpse as carefully as II II had
been a sleeping woman he WINS afraid OF dis
turbing, and laid II on bis cloak. The coffin
was empty, but when the monument would
be finished they would find 1t lightened of its
contents, and what might then be suspected
A few years before horrible PROCLAMATION
had taken place. A young and beautiful girl
having died, was buried, and the next day
her body disappeared. 1t was afterward
known that the lover OF the young girl had
stolen tho corpse and embalmed II. The
young man was burnt alive on the Place de
Greve.
Tho grave must be filed. The coffin must
have its weight. Eudor threw in It the statue
Of snint, worm eaten and abandoned, and
carefully mailing 1t up once more, placed 1,
under ground.
| Eudor then bent over tho body Of the coun
tess, and after an anxious examination raised
1t in his arms and left the church yard, and
through dark and out Of the way streets, al
length reached his dwelling.
In 1G)i, seventeen years after this adven
ture, n duel took place one night on the Qua
do rHorloge, between the Chevaler de Com
minges and the young Marquis de Jaques
The latter having received u wound In the
side, was carried by his attendants to the DR.
! Eudor's. whose dwelling was near and repu
! tation great Recalled to life by the skillfu
care that was taken OF him. the meyanis wal
struck with the remarkable likeness a)twith
standing great difference OF age, which ex
listed between the wife of the doctor and tn,
| late Countess de la Jaqucs his aunt who had
died at the age Of %. and Of whom he had
only seen the portrait Translated from the
French