The Lebanon express. (Lebanon, Linn County, Or.) 1887-1898, 1891-01-30

cannot hold any longer; turn on The
| right when you reach tile end ~ tha
village aud take refuge III the forest. ,
.sAnd youPn
..Il am too old 10 walk
We shall carry You.
mo, thanks; In this village / was
born IN this village ! want 10 die: be-
sides that, coniide my JacquelIne 70
you. captain. Have you any children,
yourselfpn
ssFour.n
Aaea eapfaInt a trseqs zis ea sad,sr.f hsr fass
young comrades. and PTUe id Francei'
II.
The Germans advanced. The firing
had decreased on the French side; all
at once it ceased completely. Papa
Pierre had no more cartridges left.
He opened his door, entered his
cabin, threw "A glance ON the likeness
OF his granddaughter, then on a wooden
crnciiix and awaited the enemy.
One by one the Germans climbed
over the barricade.
tAhi there he Is. the old devil,v ex-
claimed "A slx-foot corporal II was sure
OF seeing him firing nj u.s.
That corporal. Hermann by name,
had been workman ia the village Of
Chaille for years, and he knew every
inhabltant intimately.
A colonel, pushing his way through
his soldiers. said to Papa Pierre:
SHOW your hands. man.
Ihe old man showed his hands.
They were black with powder.
XIII him." yelled the officer.
Hermann thrust his bayonet In the
breast Of the old man. A moment
Papa Pierre staggered ON his legs. then
fell face downward.
The brave patriot, the valiant soldier
was dead.
"Quick-bring some strawi" cried
the officer. Let us burn this village
as we did Bazeille. That will teach a
lesson To those raseals OF Frenchmen.p
III.
Hermann had not left the house. He
lighted candle aud descended into
the cellar.
Ah! hat He was 10 get d good drink
OF Papa Pierre's wine. The old
sconndrel; so IL was he who had re-
sisted his comrades SO long and killed
not few of them. He had no regret
for having assassinated a defenceless
enemy, the man who protected his
home. Had he not refused him the
hand of his granddaughter and prom
ised IL 10 Francois, soldier of the Third
ZouavesP In regard to him Hermann
had Joined the German army-as he
was in duty bound 10 do, being a Ger
mamie had always wished for thing
which was TO return in the village
where he had found hospitality and
work when he was in need of both to
settle his account with Papa Pierre. the
vine dresser.
nj HE
He was In the middle of his joyful
reflections when he heard somebody
calling "Hermannl HERMANN He
recognized the voice of Jacqueline,
who, regaihing her senses, had re-
fused to follow the captain and his men.
aud had returned In search of her
grandfather from the top of the ladder
conducting to the cellar. She was look
ing inside and saw the assassin cor
poral. whom she knew we'll
''Hermann, in the name of God, did
you see my grandfather
s'Well. yes, | did. Now, will you
be my wife," asked he, drinking from
bottle that he had taken in the
cellar.
soh. Hermann, tell me where he
lisp"
where he is? Mydear and hand
some Frenehwoman. If they have not
changed his resting place It Is there on
the floor near the table. where /
stretched him out with my bayonet."
He tried 20 climb up the ladder,
loaded with bottles.
"Oh, miserable wretehr' exclaimed
Jaequeline.
Quicker than the wind, at the
moment when his head appeared at the
level of the floor, she took him by his
long beard and threw him back into the
cellar. Then she shut the heavy trap
door. put across the heavy iron bar
that was used To fasten il and went
out.
"Who is that womanP' said the
colonel. ARREST her and let us co.
The incendiary began. From the four
corners of the village the flames as
cended towards heaven.
When they were about 500 yards
from the village they stopped aud
first sergeant read The roll call
All answered their names but one
-Hermanni
Where is that brutea" asked an
Many answered that they had seen
him in the girls home
Bring her here" commanded the
colonel.
When Jacqueline stood before that
officer he said to her in French;
"Do you know where is a corporal
who remained in your house?"
She answered not.
Ten volunteers herel Tie that girl
and load your muskets."
The muskets were loaded.
''Aim" ordered the officer
"Will you speak now, Frenchwo-
Jacquelne threw glance at the
village in fire. The cabin of her dear
beloved grandfather was heap of
ashes.
''Yes, now l will answer you. Your
brigand of corporal is in grandfather's
cellar, in which have locked him up"
''Firer'
And Jacqueline fell as her grand
father did, face downward.
But she had avenged him.
May God grant me TO live long
enough to avenge her!-T Translated
frem French for the N. T. Graphic.
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