Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1890-03-26

rled, and she leaned more hea Willy on
her nephew for support. a great
| change had suddenly come over her.
Her face was drawn, and white with
fear. Her thin lips were par: ed, and
her breath came hot and fast. Her
nostrils dilated. Her eyes peered with
the intensity OF widest terror through
the misty darkness. In safety they
reached the place where the carriage
had been appointed to meet them.
A rough, half-drunken wretch stood
by tine coach door. In a torn slouch
hat was displayed the tri-colored crck-
ade. lie WAS humming to himself as
the party approached. In his hand he
held lantern, which he swung care
| !essly to and fro. tie reelsd toward
the countess, who was completely COW
cred with "a loose stuff cloak
'Ah, my pretty one, are they going to
take thee OFF,
And swinging up The light, he hell
it full in the face of the countess, while
at the same time he tried TO put his arm
around her waist.
'All is free now. everything in com
mon!' he exclaimed. 'Eh, cit zeu?'
Then, as he behed the worn features
and the white hair OF the oil lady,
grown older even in that long walk
with the terror and suspense, he buI 81
out in a coarse laugh, and added, push
ing her roughly:
why, the old harridanl her face is
like wrinkled apple
\ flash illum ned the eyes of the
countess with their old fire, her lips
quive:ed at the insult, she turned on
him with the fury of her hatred.
'Fiend! she calculated, do you
know
Her nephew interrupted her. Catch
ing her arm, he whis, cred:
'One word more, and you are lostl'
She broke from him.
Il do not care. If paid for it with
my salvation, | cannot submit TO these
outrages. What, forsooth, is life with
out ones dignity and pride? Do not
stop me!'
Then turning to the brute, size
snatched off his hat before he could
offer resistance, AMI, tramping on it,
exclaimed:
Uncover your lOw-boTn head, siTraIi
i am the Countess la Nallel'
The man would have raised the
alarm, but that her nephew, stepping
up 10 him, dealt him a violent blow
| over the head which telled him to the
| ground, where he lay stunned and
speechless.
The countess for a moment looked
/ doan upon him as though she would
| have annihilated him, then, to heI
nephew:
And is this the rabble that pours
out with sacrilegious hands the mobiles.
blood Of France?'
She entered the carriage, and shraHB
! back in the corner, after her nephew
babe her farewell, and, trembling and
exhausted, abandoned herself TO heI
reflections.
1t was a long and wearIsome journev.
! The cod November winds whIstleL
around the coach and shook the win.
dOws. Opposite the countess sat Elise
and had there been light enough. d
range smile might have been seen OIL
1 the face OF the maid. Once only she
/ spoke.
You are sure, madame Ia countess.
! that the jewels and silver are all quite
| safe?' she inquired of her mistress.
Quite sure, replied the countess, and
| they relapsed into silence.
\ great change IN very short time
had come over the old lady, could we
have seen her. She had, in very few
! hours, grown to be very old woman.
! The one glimpse of the Revolution, her
one little experience III the street, had
| wrought miracle. The mob She had
| deSpIsed she now dreaded. Terror was
| added to contempt The Accumulated
/ horrors of the past few weeks seemed
now 10 impress her dOubly with mean
| Ing brought directly home 10 heT. She
was leaving her home, driven from il
! 10y rabble she lated and feared; an /
although she hoped to return, yet that
seemed vague and distant.
The coachman drove on furlously
! All that night and the next day, paus-
ing only long enough to ange horses
or to take some slight TefIeshment, they
still! drove on. The cOun eSs, now and
then, fell asleep for few minutes
| from sheer exhaustion.
On the next day, toward dusk, they
reached the Town where they Intended
10 pas the night.
They stopped at a respec' able inn.
TIE landlaly presented her clf,
dressed neatly, and with "A clean white
| apron and cap. In the latter was tie
ui-colored cOckade.
The countess shuddered when she
saw II.
'Good-evening, cheyenne, she said Iu
pleasant, but familiar voice, and
! reaching forth her hand.
The countess drew back and closed
/ her eyes.
Elise quickly stepped forward.
Cheyenne Dumont is ve.y fatigund
after her long drive, she replied. We
! have come all the way from c. t..
day'
That's no great matter in such a
coach as thatl' reioined the lardiady,
FATHER lirply. Fatigue is rather All
aristocratic trouble; working people art
30 so easily fatigued.'
Wei, tired she i, at any rate sa q
/ III s.; 'c.tll 1t what you Will Let Us
nave a room.'
a parlor with a go chamber al
/ joining, woman added the countess,
| fe=bly, with a faint flush in her gTay
| eyes. = ere-dou'C touch mel as the
" man was going to assist her to di>-
I onnt. Il can easily get out, | thank
/ YOU
/ VIII it last much longer, l wonder?'
/ She exclaimed, as she sank in great
chair in the room to which she had
/ been usaered. Leave me- she said,
waving her hand to Elise, after the
/ latter had assisted her in her nightly
| functions.
| The ol countess fell on her knees in
! liAtI lOuSiJ IlClIS IoOll, Hl4IcS anu ullltS
aw.y from her home and its iuXuries
and comfort. She remained a long
| time, rel citing rather than praying,
the poor, proud old lady.
50 rich. yet so poorl
SO proud, and yet so v""v humblel
An old woman, and ct l mere chil /!
She passe :! sleeple-s, .. y Ibled nigh .
She heard every tumut in the street,
and every noise in the backward
Late in the night she heard the
tramping of horses and the sound of
voices whisper ng low. She heard the