Arizona republican., 1892-01-06
FORGOTTEN,


 There are few who have not heard or read of the great French revolution of the last century, when cruel men seized on the government of France, when human life was of no account, and when, as if wearied with it's wickedness, God seemed to have hid his face from the sin ful land.
 No one may count up the tears that were shed, the moans that were made, the hearts that were broken in those dreadful times; but here and there out of the great mass of human misery his tory has preserved a record of the trials and suiferings of some hapless ones, read ing which we shudder and thank God that we live in happier days.
 Some few years after the Reign of TerrOr-as this outburst of sin and mad ness was well named-a man of middle age entered a small inn in Germany and called for refreshments. His manners were timid and shrinking, and he looked as if he might just have recovered from some terrible illness-he was so strange ly, ghastly pale.
 The landlord supplied his wants, and, half curious, half in kindness, he made some remark as to the strangers appear. ance, coupling it with the question, Did he want aught else for his com fort?'
 Nay, nothing" said the pale man hastily; T have food and light and air, what could ! want moreE' and he sighed deeply.
 My friend" said the landlord, seat ing himself, you speak as if you had known the want of these things. Have Iguessed aright;'
 His guest looked up.
 Would you hear my tale?' he asked "FOr years l have kept silence, but 10 day it seems as if it would tighten my heart to speak Listen and believe it if you can. Less than seven years ago was gay, light hearted youth in this our quiet fgtherland. Having no near relations, was led to visit some distant ones who had lived for many years in a small town in France.
 My uncle, as l called him out of frieudiness, was kind, good fellow, NflA hlbNf VI ttlA.l Af0l AtAl III Ait Iilitts where he carried on the craft of a watch maker, and he proposed that l should become his apprentice and partner liked the little town, liked my uncle, ] liked my aunt, and l soon gave my consent. They had no children-I thank God for that uOw-but my aunt'a kindly soul could not be content without young people around her, so she kept and clothed two house maidens, children Of some poor neighbors. Trim and neat they looked, too, wearing the costume of that part of Germany from whence my aunt came, pretty fancy of her own; it seemed quaint enough in a strange land
 9'It was happy household. No won der was glad to belong to it; but, alas! it was soon to be swept away by terrible atiiCtion. For some time we had heard of strange troubles going on in Paris and the large towns, but our little place was still quiet. One morning, however, we woke to find everything in confusion. Our mayor had been ordered to resign, and his place was to be filled by some one sent from Paris.
 "Still, We never dreamed of what fear ful misery this was the forerunner. We had no time to dream, either, the blow fell so suddenly. There had been a stir going on in the market place for the two days following the arrival of the new official; but my uncle and were busy over discovery which he had made in our trade, and we were less than usual in the streets.
 At noon, on the third day, however, he went out for stroll to rest his eyes and look about him for few moments. Ny aunt and her maidens arranged as usual the midday meal, and we were all ready to sit down, only my uncle was missing. He was usually so punctual that we wondered and waited, and at last We dined without him. At the close of the meal stepped out to look for him.
 "l had not got dozen yards from our house when l met our bakers wife, her eyes staring out of her head.
 "'Go back she said, 'go back! It is Zoo late. The monster-the wretchi He has executed the honest man, without even the farce of trial, on the accursed guillotine yonderr
 Il was petrifed with horror. Could She be speaking of my uncle so respected, 80 quiet as he was? It was too true The wretch in office had lost no time, but had begun his worl; of bloodshed at once, and my uncle was bis first victim, his only crime being that he was of foreign birth, and had sheltered under his roof, some months since, poor Swiss. l retraced my steps to the house. My aunts anxious Face met my troubled gaze. She had begun to suspect evil. The two girls waited fearfully in the background. tried to speak, but I turned away and burst into tears. was young then, Master Landlord, and had tears to shed. My aunt passed me by and rushed into