Evening journal., 1891-08-01
A ta,nt voice replied 70 hnr.


not much hurt, but 1t will be the best fol
me TO go home now. l think there hM
been some noise.r
And then the two girls ran indoors, Ro
sine in a terrible state Of agitation. Shs
knew that Theodore had been more iniuret
shan he would confess And this indees
was true. He had broken his arm. ano
felt deathly faintness creeping over him
His one hope was to manage to get fal
enough from the house Of old Michaud t.
prevent any suspicion Of the manner il
which he had met with his accident; and al
the first turning he left the street and hnr
ried on, hoping to procure some assistance
before he lost the power of speech and mo
ton.
At last, amid the darkened windows
he saw one in which a light burned
Drawing nearer, he saw that the dool
stood open and heard some noises within
Ills strength was nearly gone. He made
use OF what remained TO stagger under
the doorway, and fell prone at the foot O,
the stairs just as an old man in night
gown, with candle in one hand and
poker ia the other, rushed down them
shouting mt the top OF his voice, "Thieyes
murder Helpl Policei policei''
This old man was Pierre Blanc. n re-
to find two masked men in the room. ons
OF whom held him while the other plum
dered his cash box. After much strug
Cling he had succeeded in dealing one o.
the rascals heavy blow with a eudgel
which he always kept under his pillow
and had been knocked senseless in return
When he came to himself he was in per.
feet darkness, and il had taken him som,
time TO strike light; but, to his great
joy, when he had done so he found, as h
supposed one Of the robbers lying wound
ed on the floor Of his house.
The old mans shouts soon brought az
sistance, and he told his story, as people
usually do, in manner which reflected
most credit upon himself.
He declared he had defended himself
against both robbers, and wounded one
"And there he lay, the rascal before them
But this is Theodore Thibault, the son
Of old NJ. Thibault,n cried one of the as
sembled group. He is no robber, mon
sieurn
Nevertheless, it is all as l said" do
clared Pierre Blanc.
And on his word the poor wounded The
odore was carried to prison.
IL was some time before he understood
the charge that had been made against |
him. but when he did he at once formec |
a noble resolution. Suffer what he might |
shame Imprisonment. whatever IL might |
be, he would guard Rosine's honor. NJ
one should ever know that It was in en- /
deavoring to meet her alone at midnight /
IN the garden Of her fathers house that he
had met with this accident.
The day OF his trial came at last. The
court was crowded. Pierre Blanc wa
ready to swear to his story. The police
men and neighbors were witnesses to tn,
fact that Theodore had been found lying
insensible at the foot Of the miseris stair
case on the night OF the robbery.
The prisoner himself had only his posi- |
ton and good character Ia his favor. Not |
a word would he utter in his own behalf
save simple assertion Of his innocence
Old M. Thibault was weeping like child |
NJ. Michaud who had always liked til,
young fellow, and whose heart even soft
ened to his old friend in his affiiction. wa,
very much moved. The prisoner only wai
calm.
All was over. Nothing more could b.
said. The final proceedings were about 4
be taken, and none believed that the pris
oner could possibly escape the sentence o,
the law, when suddenly there was a sth
near the door, and the crowd parted to nd
ward the bench on which the Justice sat
One was lady closely veiled. The Other
a peasant girl. evidently her maid.
AT the sight of the pair old Michauo
started TO his feet. Before she threw hei
vail back he recognized his daughter Ro
sine.
The prisoner also uttered low cry; dis
regarding them both, the girl advanced
toward the justice, whom she knew hy
sight. Ignorant Of all forms of law, sht
only thought Of saving Theodore, whoss
motive for silence she quite understood |
and fearful lest she should be too late. sht
spoke at once.
Sir" she said 81 have come as a witness
for Theodore Thibault l know how b,
met with his accident, and know the mo
tive for his silence. 1t is for my unworthy
sake that he allows himself to Ike misiudged
IL was to meet me in my fathers garden
that he climbed the stone wall from which
he fell. / saw him fall and my maid
Nannette-and we are ready with our testi
mony"
Old Michaud gave a cry and started for
ward. Old Thibault also uttered an excla
nation as he sprang to Michaud's side.
I'VE might have known he said. eve
were young once"
ne lnlser, re-eNamlned, owned to tht
fact OF having been insensible for som,
time, aud confessed that he did not see the
faces Of the robbers, and Theodore Thibaun
was free again. But now that he was free
and now that she had done her duty, thu
consequences OF her disobedience awaited
Rosine. She stood trembling at hel !
fathers side, but he did not look unkindly
on her.
Sir, he said TO old Thibault, ''whateveI
we may think Of each other, your son is 1
brave and loyal gentleman
" Sir" said Thibault, ~ cannot but es
teem the father Of so brave and charming
a young lady"
There is but one thing for us to do,n
said Michaud.
But one" said Thibault, extending hh
arms.
Thereupon, in good old French fashion
the two men embraced each other, and al 4
went home together TO Michaud's house
where the marriage contract was once mor
made ont and signed, and an early date sci
for the wedding OF Rosine and Theodore
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