Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1894-07-20

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ror TO her ear that Adrien knew all
about the kings suit, and deemed it
honor She had been long enough
the queens maid-of-honor to have
heard many q similar hideous tale OF
the court, and it seemed to her that
much that had been mystery was
unraveled, and she saw the impostor
where she loved the god.
Baradas left her in despair, which
he believed would render her as
weak as a puppet; but when he re-
turned to bring her before the king
the cage was empty--she had fled.
He doubted not that her flight tend
ed rather TO Richelieu than the man
| whom he had so successfully de-
famed, and he set of in pursuit OF
her with an escort smaller than he
would have ta6en but that he knew
that Huguets guards were not likely
to oppose him. He had hidden his
cowardice with some tremendous
vaunts, but he felt his weakness as
he advanced.
The clouds thickened as they left
Paris; and before long the horizon
was splashed with an ominous ink;
long steaks of lightning, something
like the trains of fire left by rockets,
striped the somber sky. They quick
ened their horses pace, but before
they reached the little village of
Reuil, which the cardinals residence
had built up into notice, they had all
the life taken out OF their plumes by
the rain.
Baradas at his first inquiries at the
gate was relieved by learning that
he was right in his instinct Julie
de Mortemar was again with her
adopted father.
jules appointment as attendant
upon the queen had passed her
through the Louvre egress. She had
taken coach out OF the city gate to
Reuil.
All was peaceful there when she
arrived before the storm. The car
dinal often came to this castle for Sc
cluded work upon the state affairs or
his theatrical essays; and the villag-
ers paid no heed to his movements
To the uneasy prelate, though, on
this night the quiet seemed unwon5-
ed, and he had started at the higher
beating of his heart like a dying man
when the insect ticks in his bed
post.
"My brother the archbishop of
Lyons, has chosen the easier path, :"
murmured he, unable to catch even
short sleep. Would that, like
him, | could say-'Born poor. and
vowed to poverty, / live poor, and
when | die poor may lie among the
poorn Yesterday l was the lord OF
life and death, and now ouly an old
man racked by the curse of state,
suspicious of all men! my leeches
bribed to prisoners; pages to stran-
gle me in sleep. My very king
leagued against me, though this brain
was the unresting loom from which
was woven the purple OF his greatness.
"Why does not Joseph bring mo
news from town. Why nothing moro
from Marion?"
When there came the sound OF
jules arrival at the gate, and that
OF the postern only being opened for
her admittance. he was divided be-
tween fear and hope. His Joy at
greeting her was cut short by her
J flushed and tear-streaked face fore
shadowing her painful story. He
Redeemed, too, Indignantly when he
had heard it and Rugged her to his
heart.
"Close-closew murmured he. 1.-The
world would never need q Richelieu
If bearded, mailed men, the lords OF
earth, resisted fattery, falsehood,
avarice, and pride, as you. poor
child, with the doves innocent
scorn have withstood your sex's
tempters, vanity and power!
1.-The king, perhaps. is sufficiently
punished by the blow to his pride
Baradas. that mandrake drawn out
OF the meanest mold, who thinks TO
climb up to the most enviable crown
OF Christendom, as | have made it
I'll have him broken on the wheel
and flung alive into the Are! unless,
like the reptile he Is, his venom
smothers out and extinguishes the
fagots. But shudder not, these are
! VIII WOTuS. Will DcIJct temper my
tongue while you are near Go to
my room, yours now, and be careful
there may be the kittens romping
on the hoorw
"But, father" said the young lady
postponing to another time hel
amusement at the change in his &C
cents, al thought cloud of dus
followed me afar on the highways,
and even as alighted at the gates
the clang of arms behind, the ring o
hoofs--"
Twas but my guards, fair trem
bier" he replied, smiling sincerely
at this evidence that the Hugue
was on the alert
"Oh. in one hour what years o
anguish crowd" moaned she.
may, there's no danger now
, Thou needest rest, and thou shall
lodge beside me, tell thee. lush
, Ee cheerful, my rosiest Amazon
, thou wrongest thy Theseus.
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cried in relief. Cardinal, m,