Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1890-04-18
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himself. The fete ends with an ex-
quisite dance led by Robert and Cath
rine. Nearly the entire play was ac-
companied by lovely music, some
times predominating, as in the dance,
or filling up pauses or just family
seeming TO underscore the words.
After the fete, Cathrine comes into
her room-that unfortunate room
easily reached be ladder, finds a
beautiful scarf from her father, tries
it on before a mirror, finds flowers
which she supposes Robert has sent
her, till she discovers by note that
they are from St'Valery. When the
Count enters she indignantly refuses
TO fly with him, and her cries attract
the attention of Robert, who comes
to the rescue. He sternly tells 81.
Valery TO remember that he Is IN
Paris-not Versailles, seizes the
Counts sword and breaks il over his
knee, and just then Latour enters
with file of soldiers, denounces Rob-
ert as guilty of treason and takes him
TO the Bastille Robert protests his
innocence and accuses Latour and
st. Valery of plot, while Cathrine
swoons, and the curtain falls. Then
eighteen years are supposed TO elapse'
Cathrine giving Robert up for dead,
has married 81. Nalery and l. U widow
with one son whom Latour intro
ducss to the worst gambling resorts
in Paris. The revolution has broken
out and the play reopens with the
storming of the BastiIle-one oi the
very finest pices OF stage craft. In no
point Of ensemble or detail cou II be
improved. There was the terrible,
howling mob-men, women aud chll-
dren. some frenzied by drink aud al
mad with the spirit Of the Revolution
armed with every kind OF utensils.
The old women were the most hoirl-
BILE Of all. There was the fierce al
tack and repulse, and the continued
furious battle until at last the people
triumphed. One after another the
great gates went crashing down, and
the shouting, singing, shrleking mop
poured into the Bastile. Then the
rioters began to lead out prisoners.
At that point | invariably wanted
nv pocket handkerchief, and | always
felt something like n gentleman who
on being rallied for his tears at
play replied defiantly, Yes, / ana cry
ing and am proud Of it, Such poor,
wretched, tottering, haggard, more
dead than alive looking creatures the
now compassionate mob brought out
10 the light. The last one had 10 be
carried in their arms, and locksmith
filed off his fetters He looked hardly
human, he glar-d about like wild
man and seemed incapable of speech.
One woman watches him like one fas-
cinated, and all Mt once sobs out
"Legrand! Reboul? Don't you know
him? Look at that! Look at THAR
And drawing the matted gray hair
away from his face, they recognize
what was once the gay, handsome
Young scultor Robert Landry, their
long lost friend. They try to bring
back his memory, and succeed for
moment, and then his head again
falls on his breast in utter uncon-
sciousness. Reboul remarks: This
will be brave sight for the Counters
de st. Valery,n and Cerezette says:
Try him with that name Legrand
rouses him. Robert, don't you re-
member the Lily Of st. Jacques, Cath
rine DuvalT' The prisoner starts up
with an awful cry. Who spoke that
name! | hear the name, | see the face,
| alpdvs see her. After this Robert
slowly regains strength aud memory,
lrurns all which has transplred, and
devotes himself TO vengeance on the
two enemies in the case Of St. Nalery,
passing on to the son the fathers
debt. He follows their footsteps, and
one night meets Cathrine AT the
Cafe Jocrisse "A gambling. house
where she has gone TO seek her way
ward son. There Is no change OH
Cathrine's part, though she knows
that his heart j. dead TO all love. lie
tells her how lie lives for nothing bur
revenge, that 10 him she will always
be Cathrine DuVal, but that her son
is only the name Of his enemy, the
Count de 81. Nalery. There is very
artistic ending TO that interview.
Robert warns her Of the lateness Oi
the hour. She tells him her carnage
and servants are waiting outside.
He says The streets Of Paris were
dangerous after nigDtfall eighteen
years ago, and then III the silence
that follows, when their thoughts
have returned 10 those happy yOutn-
ful days, there tiosts ia iIOIn the gar
den a strain OF the OldiIme music.
When il dies away, aud CatnTine
PASSES out Of the room. siIe ioOhs
back at Robert y. Il thinking tnat ne
cannot choose but follow her. lie
answers sorrowiully, my heart is
dead. dead, dead, aud sees her no
more till terrible day four years
later. Meanwhile he rises 10 power
and position i'll the Republic, always
with Il single object in life-the de-