The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1901-04-25
'Neverio burst from Henrrs lips, in-


"Never" burst from Henrl's lips in-
dignantly.
Throughout, Hortensc had remaiAed
passive. Now she threw herself on
her knees, with clasped hands, before
the man she so dearly loved.
"Oh, yes-yeSr' she cried, passionate.
ly. "For me-for your own precious
life! Promise! Swear! Here on my
knees l beg you, Henrir
Her voice was broken with wild sob
bing; her eyes were brimmlng with
tears. The young mans head dropped,
then raised desperately, while his eyes
flashed on the treacherous spy.
80 be it, villain Guiseppel 1 give
my sacred promise as you ask
The mysterious and convincing let
ter was instantly torn into fragments.
Giuseppe had not boosted vainly. Two
days later Henri Edouin was liberated
and mounted in the National Guard.
For a long time he found no oppor-
tunity of seeing Hortense. When at
last the lovers did meet, it was to real
ize the greatest sorrow of their two
fond hearts. AS the price of saving
I1enrfs life Hortense had solemnly
agreed to wed with Giuseppe.
Ever memorable will be the 2Sth of
May, 1871, when the following procla-
nation appeared:
"INHABITANTS OF PARIS!
"The army of France came to save
you. Paris is delivered. Our soldiers,
carried. at four o'clock, the last post
tons occupied by the insurgents. To-
day the struggle is finished. Order.
labor and security will now survive.
"DE MAC MAHON, Due de Magenta.
Marshal of France, Commander-in-
Chief"
Crowds and columns of prisoners
were being marched to Versailles. The
prisoners camp at Satory was an
anomalous picture, even shuderful TO
contemplate.
a man with baleful eyes and snaky
lips approached one of the entrances
to the stable-pens. The prompt "Qui
Vive?" halted him.
"Pardonw was the affable, grinning
response; but l am quartermaster.
You have here, by a great mistake,
good cousin of mine, who will answer
to the name of Henri Edouin. Be so
good as TO summon MIN to me. | am
not so great fool as to ask his re-
lease just now, but would speak with
him, II 1 may"
Villainous Giuseppe. ever treacher-
Gus, and fearing that Henri might es-
cape to annoy him in the future-and
jealous to insanity that the man
should live to whom Hortense was so
avowedly attached--he had sought the
prisoners camp with murderous in
tent. In his bosom he carried pistol,
and with the weapon he was resolved
to slay the rival he hated.
His speech at the gate was inter
rupted by savage cry.
A bronzed gendarme, who was
standing near, threw aside his mus
ket, and, springing forward, griped
the -quartermaster by the
throat.
'This wretch liesr' he vociferated,
eXcitedly. 'He is Giuseppe, of the
Commune-Guise the spy-who
ordered forty of my comrades shot. 1
alone escaped! 1 know him wellw
a fierce struggle ensued.
There was Il flash, bang and the
gendarme dropped dead.
But simultaneously musket butt
crashed down through the skull of
Giuseppe. The baleful eyes were
dlmmed forever.
1t would be difficult to describe the
fearful pleadings of beautiful Hor-
tense before the gentlemen of the Mill
tary Bureau in Rue Satory. She knew
and revealed the trick which had
placed Henri in Guiseppe's power; she
told the story OF her hearts sacrifice
to save her lovers life. and his unwill-
ing yielding to the proposition of his
archenemy. 1t was an appeal to
touch the deepest sympathy of her
hearers.
Henri Edouin was forthwith set at
liberty.
He and his true Hortense were
shortly afterward welded. and when
Paris had subsidized to comparative
quiet, old Jean Guileau gave merry
feast to the handsome couple.-Satur-
day Night