The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1901-04-03

Will save you'll choose. GiuSeppe
the spy is quite another person than
Giuseppe the bakers apprentice. Mon
ey and influence both are mine now.
Besides, our prisons are examining with
TOO many hostage Exchanges are
slow, and we need men. So, come. I
have your sworn word:'
"Neverr' burst from HCnrFs lips in
dignantly.
Throughout Hortense had remained
passive. Now she threw herself on
her knees, with clasped hands. before
the man she so dearly loved
"Oh, yes, yes" she cried passionate
ly. For me-for your own precious
life! Anything for your life! Promise!
Swear! Here on my knees beg you,
Henri
Her voice was broken with wild sob
bling; her eyes We're trimming with
tears. The young mans head dropped,
then raised desperately. while his eyes
flashed on the treacherous spy.
$50 be It, villain Giuseppe! | give
my sacred promise as you ask"
The mysterious and conyictlng letter
was instantly torn into fragments.
Giuseppe had not boasted 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, 1t was to realize
the greatest sorrow Of their two fond
hearts. As the price of saving Henrrs
life Hortense had solemnly agreed 10
wed with Giuseppe.
Ever memorable viii he the 2Sth of
May, 1871, when the following procla-
nation appeared:
INHABITANTS OF PARIS
The army Of France came to say; You. Paris is
delivered. cur soldiers carried. ri O'clock. the
last positions occupied by the Insurgents To-day
the struggle Is finished. Order lator and security
Will now survive
nE MAeMAHoN. nuc pn MAGENTA.
Marshal Of France. Commander In ehief.
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
viveY halted him.
Pardon" was the affable. grinning
response, hut | am quartermaster.
You have here. hy II great mistake Il
good cousin of mine who VIII answer
to the name OF Henri Edouin. Be SO
good as to summon him 10 me. | am
not so great fool a5 TO ask his release
Just now, but would speak with him If
| may"
Nillalnuus Giuseppe. ever PREACHER
Gus and fearing that Henri might es=
cape to annoy him in the future and
jealous 10 insanity that the man should
live to whom Hortense was 50 avowed.
~ attached. had sought the prison
ers' camp With murderous intent. In
his bosom he carried Il pistol, and with
the weapon he was resolved to STAY
the rival he hated.
His speech at the gate WA inter
rupted by II savage cry.
A bronzed gendarme who was stand
Ing near threw aside his musket and
springing forward, grlpped the pseudo
quartermaster by the throat
This wretch Hes" he voclfcrateC
excitedly, He is Giuseppe OF thu
commune, Giuseppe the spy, who or
dered 40 OF my comrades shot alon,
escaped! | know him wellH
A fierce struggle cnsued
There were n fash, a bang, and the
gendarme dropped dead.
But simultaneously 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 Gluscppe'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. II was an appeal TO touch the
deepest sympathy Of her hearers.
Henri Edouin was forthwith set nj
liberty.
He and his true IIortensc were short
ly afterward welded, and when Paris
had subsidized to comparative quiet old
Jean Gulleau gave a merry feast 10 the
handsome couple. Saturday Night