The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1898-02-12


sternly bore it with all the heroism
they could master. 1t was not posi-
BILE for either to behold their beautiful
queen led forward to the block. Dc
spite the scrutiny bent upon them,
both instinctively closed their eyes,
and held their breath through the last
terrible moments.
The wild shout that broke upon the
deathly stiffness told when the spirit of
Marie Antoinette Joined that of her
murdered husband. At the same mo-
ment Felicie fell fainting against Jules
shoulder. The struggling mass of peo-
pie shut out the air, and almost crush
ed her unconscious form
He looked around him imploringly
for a single trace of humanity, but
found none. Supporting her as well as
he could with one arm, he chafed with
the free hand her icy fingers and mar
bly, stiff arms.
The same virago whose attention had
interrupted their progress in the corn
mencement, elbowed her way to him.
You think more of the dainty mink
than you pretend, sirrah," she said, an
grily; she's an aristocrat beyond
doubt. She must go to the trial. aud
will take her turn a. the axe yonder,
1 doubt not Why must she swcon
away, when France is made free!
Nothing, no queen now. Liberty and
equality forever! Death to the aristo-
Gratis"
''She is a young creature, and has no
strength; such as she cannot look
calmly upon bloodshed, be it friend or
foe. Let her go now, 1 beseech you.
She is the niece of the Gray Falcon;
she is no aristocrat, I will vouch for
it," exclaimed Jules imploringly.
"No aristocrat, with those lady feat
ures? and look at her hands! psAaw!
citizen
And do you deny that we may find
such lovely faces, and delicate frames
! among the people?" cried Jules, still
more eagerly; may, beauty has no par
TALLY for nobility. This maiden is Of
humble birth, and yet no princess was
ever more lovely in person or cNarac-
ter. l assure you she is of the people"
Felicie had slowly revived. AS he
said these words a strong slEudder
shook her frame.
Perhaps you are right" said the
woman, slowly; "but if the Gray Fal-
con is her uncle, he should teach her
little of his spirit. l should like to
| see some one else who knows her"
Here comes the very one you wish
to see, Gitizeness," said a smooth voice,
whose first accent made the Lady Fe.
licie spring wildly to her feet. Il am
well acquainted with the girl; she will
tell you so; Will take care of her"
/ Jules knew, without asking, who it
was that spoke. M. Pierre had arriv-
ed to complete their despair.
He advanced eagerly and laid his
hand upon the girls shoulder, while
he said significantly:
You have nothing to fear now from
the peopIe-if you come with me peace
ably. I have been looking for you a
long time; but as you remembe of old,
l never grow weary of working to Sc
cure my object"
Lady Felicie shrank back and chung
| to the arm of Jules.
The brow of M. Pierre davkened, and
bending closely to her ear, he said in
a savage whisper:
"Your life is not worth straw, not
safe an hour, il do not safe you. They
will tear you limb from limb; beware
then how you refuse my aid, how you
reject my friendship. Will you Gomez?
All the strength which till now had
seemed entirely lost, came back to the
girl with the tide of Indignation and
adherence which throbbeG in every
pulse.
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