Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1898-07-21
UNKNOWN, UNTOLD!

It had been horrible year, that 1895,
perhaps even worse than its predeces-
BOT, 1894. Thousands Of suspected and
mobiles thronxed the pris-
ons, to be led forth in carts, batch by
batch, as an Offering to the murderous
guillotine. Men, women. children
none were spared. Amongst those now
death at the Conciergerie
prison were the old Marquis de Vaud-
mont and his young daughter Helene;
by some, perhaps fortunate, mistake
the poor gifsssnad not been incarcer-
ated with the ordinary crowd of aris-
tocra:s which filled the dungeons, but
had hee. allotted separate cell, where
old Matthew, the jailer, came once
day with the meager meal of bread and
soup and water. Matthews daughter,
Elise, occasionally was allowed to visit
the female prisoners, and Ky word, an
sought to console the
often broken-hearted captives.
Elise he'd long resided near Lille
with her aunt and uncle, and her dear
est bosom friend was Rosine Pichou,
their only daughter. 1t was great
shock to Elise when she saw poor Hell
enc de Vaudmont brought in one night
by the terrible soldiers of the revolu-
ton, for Helene was the young lady
Of the castle which had for many gen.
erations ruled the little village where
the Pichous had lived. Often had Elise
and Rosine experienced the kindness
of the Vaudmonts, who, though aristo-
Gratis, associated freely with the sim
pie village folk Then the fearful rev.
olution had burst forth, spreading ter
ror in every corner of the land. Young
de Vaudmont had Joined the Royalist
troops of Condo and the "emigres," and
added laurels to the old family name;
yet he had longed to revisit the place
of, his birth, and had ventured, under
disguise, to re-enter France; a friend
followed him, and one dark and stormy
night the old gentleman and Helene
clasped the young man to their bos-
Oms.
Hector de Viellerochc, young De
vaudmont's friend, soon won the
hearts of all-of all, yes, for poor
Rosine loved him, though he never saw
it, blinded, as he was, by his own pas
sion for Helene; the months passed,
each day bringing news of fresh atroci-
ties all over the country; then came
the summons for the young men to
gather once again round the banner
of the fieur-de-lis, and both obeyed.
1t was a sad parting, Helene and
Hector vowing eternal love, and poor
Rosine following with her heart the
unsuspecting loved one.
How the authorities learned that the
two young royalists had been for
months secreted at the castle none
could tell; but suddenly the place was
invested with soldiers, and old M. de
Vaudmont and his daughter were car
ried off to Paris to be cast in the dun
geons of the Terror.
"You will try and help me, Rosine, y
pleaded Hector de Valleroche, who had
braved a thousand danger to re-enter
France and to try to save his bride.
"But how?"
could you not persuade Elise to al
low mademoiselle to escape?"
"Elise!" cried the young girl; elise!
1 have plan, yes," she said, II will
help you; will try to save her, and
she turned away to hide the tears that
| crept up into her eyes.
He wondered, but did not under
stand.
"What are you going to do?"
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1--WE had better start at once" said
the young man.
! II will start at once" she answered;
"you will stay here concealed"
The busy guillotine had spread sor.
row in many a family; all over the
country bloody stream flowed freely
| on the Place de la Revolution Foul
quier-Tinville's victims increased in ar
alarming manner; amongst the doomed
batch. that was to amuse the Parisians
on the next day was Helene de Vaud.
mont; her father had preceded her il
the next world some time before.
81 must see her, Elise" said Rosine
eagerly.
But I cannot get the keys"
20 yes, you can-you must; surely
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