The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1901-04-12

lie! ANY LuluS lOE your lie! HTOmlSe!
Swearl Here on my knees / beg you,
Henrip'
Her voice was broken with wild Sob
bling; her eyes were trimming with
tears. The young mans head dropped,
then raised desperately while his eyes
flashed on the treacherous spy.
$50 be it, villain Giuseppe! 1 give
my sacred promise as you ask"
The mysterious and convicting letter
was instantly torn into fragments.
Giuseppe had not boosted vainly. Two
days later Henri Edouin was liberated
and mounted in the national guard.
For long time he found no opportu-
nifty of seeing Hortense. When at last
the lovers did meet, it was to realize
the greatest sorrow Of their two fond
hearts. AS the price of saving Henri's
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 o'clock, the
last positions occupied by the insurgents Today
the struggle is finished Order, labor and security
will now survive.
DE MAcMAHoN, 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 shudderful 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.
Pardon" was the affable, grinning
response, "but l am a quartermaster.
You have here, by great mistake, a
good cousin of mine who will answer
to the name Of Henri Edouin. Be so
| good as to summon him to me. l am
| not so great fool as to ask his release
| just now, but would speak with him if
l 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 avowed-
ly attached, had sought the prison.
ers' camp with murderous intent. In
his bosom he carried a pistol, and with
the weapon he was resolved to STAY
the rival he hated.
His speech at the gate was inter-
| rupted by a savage cry.
A bronzed gendarme who was stand
ing near threw aside his musket and,
springing forward, gripped the pseudo
quartermaster by the throat.
This wretch liesw he vociferated
excitedly. HE Is Giuseppe Of the
commune, Giuseppe the spy, who or
dered 40 Of my comrades shot. alone
escaped! / know him wellr'
A fierce struggle ensued.
There were a FASH bang, and the
gendarme dropped dead.
But simultaneously a musket butt
crashed down through the skull Of
Giuseppe. The baleful eyes were dim
med forever.
1t would be difficult to describe the
fearful pleadings of beautiful Hortense
before the gentlemen Of the military
bureau in Rue Satory. She knew and
revealed the trick which had placed
Henri in Giuseppe's power. She told
the story of her hearts sacrifice to save
her lovers life and his unwilling yield
ing to the proposition of his arch enc
| my. 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 short
ly afterward welded, and when Paris
had subsidized to comparative quiet old
Jean Guileau gave merry feast to the
handsome couple.-Saturday Night.