Fisherman & farmer. [volume] (Edenton, N.C.) 1887-19??, 1889-06-28
tie old man to the house which had been
pointed out to them.

pointed out to them.
Lieutenant Victor was at home. The
two strangers went up one story, rang at
the bell of a small door, and stood before
the Lieutenant He started when he saw
them. and led them to his modest room.
4 writing table, four chairs, camp bed,
a stand of arms, formed the whole of his
furniture. Move have forgotten some
thing-a cradle stood in the room, which,
by its comfort and elegance, contrasted
very much with the rest of the furniture.
On the officers table, among his books,
papers and segaFs, stood tin soldiers, ar
ranged in order of battle, which were
commanded By child with fair hair,
whose clothes were worth six months of
a zouave's pay. The young lady had
scarcely glanced at the child before she
uttered loud cry, rushed up him to en-
brace him and then fell fainting into the
old gentleman's arms. Victor at once
recognized the mother of the ''httle
black eagel," the wife of his brothers
murderer, whom he had left for dead In
her room at Sebastopol. She it was, in
deed, accompanied by her father. After
her recovery she had passed three months
in searching for the Sergeant, and had
been led to him at last, as we have just
seen.
4 understand it all, said Victor, as
he wiped a tear from his eye, as he be-
held the mother embracing her child;
''but if [ know your story, madam, you
do not yet know mine" And he told
her in whisper, so that the child should
not hear it, about the attack on the Mala-
koff and the death of Charles. The
young lady turned away her eyes and the
old man was silent. 'You see how I
have avenged myself" concluded the
zouave.
81 shall never forget it!'' exclaimed
the mother, as with eyes full of tears she
looked now at the rosy cheeks, now at
the silken cradle. Ask of me all my
fortune and will give it to you for my
SON."
Zone moment" said Victor, placing
his hand on the fair head; 1.-THE child is
mine and I can only give him up to his
father, while l leave to him the choice of
the weapons" he added gloomily, with a
fierce look.
"Be silent, unhappy man. groaned
the old gentleman; ''his father Is no
longer living. Do you not see the mourn
ing dress of the widow? His body was
found on September 9 at the Malakoff."
"Good" said Charless brother in a low
voice, so that the young lady should not
hear. MAY God forgive him, as my
brother doubtless has forgiven him!
Madam, he continued. as he turned away
his head in order to conceal his emotion,
''let there be peace between us, as there
is between France and Russia. Take
your child back, and never tell him the
story of his father!"
Il promise it, sir; but I shall tell him
yours" replied the mother, as she gave
the Lieutenant her hand. Victor pressed
it, and then gazed for long time into
the eyes of the ''little eagle"
'You must leave me, my child" he
said in a choked voice; ''you won't see
Papa Carabine again" The child sprang
up on the zouave's knees.
"He shall come and see you every day,
if you will allow it," exclaimed the
mother. II have settled with my father
in Paris"
Victor passed his hand over his eyes,
drew deep sigh, took the child once
more in his arms, filled his arms with
playthings, and carried him down to the
carriage.
"Get in, Lieutenant, " said the lady, as
she made room for him. eve must &C
custom Alexander to the separation, and
[ want to show you the way to my hotel"
Victor hesitated, but the childs tears
decided him.
''Ah! your nameis Alexander, like your
Emperor" he said, smiling. "Well he
has made peace, and peace is beautiful
thing-after war;"
He got into the carriage and led his
adopted son into the hotel, where he
found thesa treasures that he had trod
den under foot at Sebastopol.
And afterward there was often to be
seen in the drives of Paris a Russian car
riage, in which sat an old gentleman
with white beard, lady dressed in black,
child of six or seven years old, and
Captain of zouaves, decorated with the
cross of the Legion of Honor. 1t is the
Countess c., who vowed to wear
mourning ali her life for her husband,
and for Charles Carabine, her father
Prince Alexis K, her son Alexander,
and Captain Victor Carabine, who won
his promotion to the cross during the
war against the Kabyles.- Chicago
Herald.
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