The Columbian. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1866-1910, 1895-02-01

the point In front of me. Suddenly
there was a gleam of light which in
-stantTy Disappeared. I knew what ii
meant. Some one had opened the
lloor of the room where we had been
Fighting and had shut 1t again. Prob
Shbly the little man had plucked up
courage enough TO pursue me and stab
Sine in{thei dark. ~ M( VS(
"I waited whTeII was With my back
Sup against.the side of the house, for I
fEalcuiatedl that IL the man was follow
ing me he would keep hold of the ban
lsters After bit / distinctly heard
some one coming down the fight
above, but making hardly any noise.
The man had evidently taken off his
boots, which would help him to move
. faster than I could, besides prevent
ing him from making any noise.
Il waited, hardly allowing myself
TO breathe, TIL Judged he was close
to me. and then I hinged with my
sword. ! felt the sword point strike
him and pierece deep into him. There
was yell and the man fell heavily
on the stairs, while his sword went
rafting down to the bottom. siaj q.
IL wasted no more time with him
but drawing out my sword wiped IL
as well as could in the dark on the
inside OF my coat. II seemed to me
that those stairs had multiplied since
] climbed them-when, OF course, they
badn 't--and that would never reach
the street again. However, came to
the bottom at last and out into the
street. Not a soul was to be seen.
ran at the top of my speed down the
dark street till came to the little
open square. made a few more turns
and found myself in a well-lighted
and crowded street, where ! soon pick
ed up q cab and got back to my hotel,
carrying the sword hid under my
overcoat.
"'rhe next morning I did my levA
best to find the house where l had
been that night, but couldn't find
it, though l walked till l was dead
tired. Then, thinking that had bet
ter get out of Rouong before the police
should hear Of the affair, / took the
noon train to Paris. p -e % i'nl "A'.
my idea," said /, "is that you
dreamed the whole thing" ,"rsoag., l.
Roebuck got up, and unlocking a
closet, brought out an oldfashioned
rapier., There" said he, as the sword
| brought away with me. l couldn't
very well dream solid steel and brass,
could II" .a-s .l -.s.-.fp o.3- --,
i looked at the weapon On the hilt
was a coat-of-arw3 partly obliterated
with rust. / rubbed it with my hand
kerchief until it was so plain that IL
could readily be perceived. 1t was the
arms Of the De Chevreuil family.
gave the sword back to my friend,
calling his attention to the coat-of-
arms, which he had not previously
noticed 'Tf you were really a De
Chevreuil," said, "this would have
been the sword of one of your ances-
tors. Go to some doctor who has made
a study of heredity and tell him the
whole story. Perhaps he can explain
it, but I am very sure that / cans II I
left Paris the next day for month
in Switzerland. and when l. returned
| found that Roebuck had gone to AM
erica. ] have never heard OF him
since Often after he had gone I
thought Of going to Charc6t and tell
ing him the story just as Roebuck told
it to me, and asking him if there was
any theory by which he, could explain
1t. But, of course, i never did anything
OF the kind, and now Charcot' has gone
where he is done with theories. Pail
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