Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1894-03-09

DtlleVe IN some one up yOnucT, WHO can get
/ the riddle of this world right when He
chooses-some hand turning the great wheel
of destiny yonder behind the clouds. No,
Monsieur Durand, am not all evil"
1t was not till the end Of the year that
CASTOR was well enough to be removed 10
the Rue Git lie Ceur, and, in the mean time,
: he and his wife occupied the rooms in the
empty house near the Place d'Italie, with
! that good-natured busybody, MADAM Schu-
bert-generally known as CT bonnie SctI-
bert-to take OF care of them. Suzon Michel
went straight from the house where those
two whom she had held apart We're lost ia
the bliss of an unhoped-for union, and gave
| herself up TO the police. The account against
| her name was heavy, and payment in full
I was exacted. She was despatched with a
I gang of Communards OH board a rotten old
! ship bound for Cayenne, and in the unut
terable mseries Of that dreadful voyage she
| was like an angel of mercy To her fellow
sinners. And at the convict settlement
the petroleuse, the amazon, became the
! nurse and ministering angel of the fever
stricken wretches in the prison hospital.
source of comfort and Of hope to many
dying captive. till the deadly climate did its
work, and the pestlence struck her down
/ 40 ~ ldu lI.Chtl OAlltlo-d MOndh JOuh0
/ in years, but old in strange and sad expert
ence; a sinner but not without hope Of par
don.
The dark days of November and Deem
Der were blssful days for Kathleen. Health
and strength returned to her as if by magic;
and in a week after her restoration TO hap
piness she was able TO help in waiting upon
! her husband. Another week and she would
| hardly allow Madame Schubert TO do any
thing for him. In the third y. eek she was
walking TO and from the printing office Of
| GastOn's old journal, which had been re-
susctated under a new name, as The
| Friend Of Freedom and the proprietor OF
which was enraptured 10 receive copy
| from the brilliant pen Of his Old contributor,
! given up as lost to literature for ever.
Yes, those were happy days. That poor
shattered leg of Gaston's had shrunk and
shortened, aud he would 20 limping along
the road of life to the end of his days; but
his mind was clear and vigorous as ever,
and his heart was content. During the en-
forced quiet of those December days he
! made avigorous beginning upon that scheme
! of novel which he had mentioned TO Kath-
leen on their wedding-day. But he did not
keep his work secret from his wife, as no
! had threatened. lie garnered up no sur
! prises, being In too much need of her SYM
pathy 10 sustain his belief In himself.
He read the days portion aloud to Kath-
! leen at night, the last thing, when that good
old Schubert, who insisted upon coming
every day with her market-basket, smelling
| of les Hdltcs CentrdlCs to cook and attend
upon them-when Maman Schubert had
/ taken her modest little nip Of eau dc vie,
put her arm through tie handle of her
empty basket, and wished them Cood-nisht
/ for the sixth or seventh time. Then Kath-
leen perci et herself upon the arm Of her
husbands chair and nestled her head upon
his shoulder while he read Isis manuscript
/ 1t was a loye-story, full of passion and fire,
and Kathleen fe,t that Il must make mad,
a furious success. Nor was she far out in
her reckoning, when man, whose pen has
grown bold and brilliant in the work of a
literary journeyman, whose memory has
garnered the experience Of a youth and man.
hood spent in the very whirlpool of metro
politan life. and VINO has read and dreamed
and thought superabundantly in his leisure
hours and his wanderings to and fro-whcn
such man girds up his loins and says,
Enough OF the hard facts of lhe-now
will give myself full play in the garden O!
fancy" the chances are that he will write O
grand novel.
Serizier was condemned TO death on the
18th of February 1872 by the sixth council
of war. He appealed against this sentence,
setting forth the service which he had done
II General Chanzy. on the 18th of March
III, in defending him against the revolution
ary mob. 1t was rumOred in the neighbour
hood of the Place dItalle that Serl2ier
would not be executed; whereup0n an un-
precedented agitation arose among the peo-
ple. The inhabitants of the neighborhOod,
remembering the agonyOf terror under which
they had lived on account OF this man, sign
ed a petition demanding that no commuta-
ton of the extreme sentence should be ac-
corded to the late chief Of the 18Th Legion,
and entreating that, as an example anda
lust expiation, he should be executed in
front of the prison over which he had ruled,
and on the very spot where he had presided
over the massacre Of the Domlnicans.
This strange request could not be granted;
but Serizer's crimes were of TOO black dye
10 admit of mercy. He and IN; lieutenant
Bobeche were sho. on the plain or Satory
CASTOR Mortemar's novel was published
in the following autumn, and obtained a
more brilliant success than any book that
had appeared since Madame BOvary. There
| ~
made the appearance of the story SEN
sation, an event; and CASTOR saw himself
released for ever from the tread-mill routine
of O Cnird-rate IL wspaper, a man with place
and name in the ranks of literature, free TO
write what he liked, and secure of publisher
and public. And as the years wore On
years of peace and prosperiiy-those two
households of the Durands and the Morte-
mars were undarkened by so much as a
passing cloud. Industry, honor, and do
nestle love ruled in each mendg& and there
was no break in the union between the sis
tiers; albeit, DSrand and Rose remained
constant to their town quarters in the Rue
Git lie Cnur, while CASTOR and his wife
transferred their household goods to a
dainty little villa at Passy, where the. hus-
band could write in his garden among the
., birds and flowers, while his young wife
guided the footsteps Of her yearling baby up
and down the little grassplot.
The carved-oak sideboard was bought by
Sir Richard Wallace, and Durand's fame as
a craftsman and artist was safely establish
ell from that hour; and 50, where there had
been cloud there was sunshine, where there
had been storm there was DeTfect aud holy