Waterbury evening Democrat., 1892-11-18

UNDER SURVEILLANCE?" his file cherie, and he told me all. could not tell you then-there were too many lookers-on-and if you had called again during the day 1t would have caused suspicion, for the police de surete Is well informed of what passes at the Abbaye."
 And the danger you spoke about, Julie2"
 "You are in danger of being arrested. They say Gen. Bonaparte leaves Paris tonight or tomorrow, and when he is gone Barras will have it all his own way; and my father has heard that he has taken dislike to you, and does not approve of the generals offer to make you an officer in the French navy" Ut is very good of you, Julie," said, softly squeezing her hand-''very good of you to take so much interest in an unfortunate English sailor, and thank you with all my heart"
 "Ah, sir, fear you will think me very bold to come here alone; but when I remember ce pauvre monsieur, and shudder, weep and forget altogether les convenances."
 "You are dear, good girl, Julie, and shall never forget" (hcre my arm stole round her waist)--"I shall never forget your kindness. But you are wise as well as good: what would you advise me to do?"
 "Be prudent and circumspcct. Neither say nor do anything which Barras can use as pretext for throwing you into \. IL, ble prisons. both of them) and perhaps having you shot like ce pauvre mon sieur."
 "Oh, no! He would never dare to shoot a prisoner of war"
 Ut is not as n prisoner of war, my father says, you would be shot, but as Q royalist conspirator. Remember, mon sieur that the Reign of Terror is not long past; and it would be so easy to pretend you were q conspirator. Perhaps 1t would be best for you to leave Paris, If you can; and, though l should be sorry for you to go, it would make me happy to think you were safe" I drew the dear girl closer to me raised her veil, and-what other an l swer could I make to so kind an avowal?
 "I thank you with all my heart fol your goodness, dear Julie. How can repay it3"
 "Ah, monsieur, I fear you are very | wicked. In public garden, too, and that dreadful agent secret!'
 "The night is dark, and the walk shady; while as for the agent secret, feel sure we have given him the slip" 1 "You may be sure he is not far off It is not easy to elude an agent secret
 Dame! wonder what Victor would say2"
 | "Diable! Who Is this Victor, madem oiselle? Your sweetheart?''
 ''Not at all. He would like to be
 though. He is a sergeant of dragons
 and brave garcon; but so bete!-yol
 have no idea. 1 amuse myself witt
 him-nothing more. And now, mon
 sieur, you must let me go. My fathe
 will miss me, and who knows that thu
 agent secret is not lurking in thos
 bushes?"
 ! Before we parted it was agreed that
 should call at the Abbaye on the follow
 ing Sunday; and then l escorted Juli
 to facre, and told the driver to talk
 her to the Faubourg St. Antoine. Bu
 this was blind. She meant to get ou ! CA AOuIC duI '" d1h IO IIlC [AOOdSSs II order to throw the detective off tn
 scent in case he gave one of his col leagues the office to follow her. As put my head inside the f1acr (merely to say au revoir), she whispere
 0 last warning:
 "Above all, M. Roy, beprudent, and d nothing that may give Barras an excus |, for arresting you"
 watched the iacre until it disaI } peared. So far as could see, it wa not shadowed. But I was, and, what might, could not shake tn , fellow off. Double and twist as
 might, he was always more or less i : view, and the sense of being continua ly dogged so irritated me that had 6 good mind to throw him into the Seine { and, if Julie's warning had not bee ], ringing in my ears, should certainl 2 have done so.
 After going to the Rue du Bac an t changing my clothes, chartered fiac1
 and went to the Trois Freres, where 2 found Lacluse, Forget, and two otht y officers, Capt. Bouillon and Capt Bo
 Quet, to whom was introduced. U l looked upon Forget's nresenna as