The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1902-08-08
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In the seaport of Calais, which for
over 100 years was under the power of
| the English, there once lived a bache-
Tor. jesse Dullart, who had come there
to carry on business. He was a native of
Bailleul-en-F landre, we'll qualified to Sc
cure for the London merchants the wool
of which the Flemish weavers make
| their various materials and to derive
an honest profit from each. Naturally,
| because of his commercial subtlety and
| because of the pleasant and comforta-
BILE life which came to him in conse-
quence, our man became exposed to the
jealousies and ill will of the other
tradesmen, English for the most part.
He did not know it, since the hypo-
critics allowed nothing to become evil
dent, but, on the contrary, made every
endeavor to present an agreeable ex-
terror to him, so as not to compromise
in the least the slight advantages which
accrued to them through his kindness.
Nevertheless they decided to ruin him
and to that end contrived a device so
black and so wicked that Sir Satan
himself in his demoniacal mind could
not have imagined a better. In pursu-
ance of the scheme one of them secret
ly concealed in the house of jesse Dull
lart leather bag containing a sum Of
100 livres sterling in gold crowns. Hav-
ing done this, he went to the criminal
magistrate with two comrades as wit
nesses to accuse his colleague of hav-
ing robbed him.
At that remote period there had not
yet appeared under the canopy of heav-
Ell any of the impudent sharpers, slug
CARDS and swindlers who in the course
of time have shamelessly said and writ
ten that ownership means theft, and
the money earned by some is so much
lost by others, with the sole intent that
they may put everything into confu-
sion and be able easily to slip into their
purses that which is anotheps.
The world has indeed heard of much
folly and seen many iniquities, but not
that, and human justice which had new
er known of any jesting upon the mat
ter, would have hung their like high
and in short order, dealing with them
precisely as she would with veritable
robbers.
Who was amazed at seeing the po-
| liceman of the provostship invade his
home, ransack his Golfers and chests,
produce from them a sack of gold of
which he knew nothing and legal
clerk take down disquieting notes of
the affair in his illegible scrawl? 1t
was the i'll fated Dullart.
The poor fellow strove with them in
vain, vowing to God his innocence, but
words could not prevail against deeds.
| Now, he could not explain how the
sack, the evidence of his crime, had
come into his possession, whence it fol-
| lowed that the innocent man was con-
| demned to the halter as if he had been
guilty.
The affair, however, let loose in an
uproar all the devils of Calais. Think
! of tia great merchant, with a house
of his own, convicted Of common lar
ceny. like vulgar rascal
In the end the populace, while it
was not privy to the plot laid by half
| dozen arrant rogues, was nevertheless
not mistrustful. 1t rather inclined in
favor of the pitiable citizen Of Bailleu-
lois. This without taking into consid-
GRAFTON the peasants on the outskirts
| Of the town. who were French, not hay
ing been expelled from their fireside
| by the conquerors, as had been the
poor copmoners of the city, and who
hated an the English within their Dor
ders.
SO it may be said that the throng
which swarmed about the streets and
crossways on the day when Dullart
was to be taken to the gibbet entertain
ed more compassion for him than deri-
sion, above all, if you take into &C
count the fact that he was young, good
in every respect and of a prepossessing
appearance.
From the Jail to the gallows jesse
walked with bowed head by the side
of a priest, who enjoined him to re-
joice that he was about to pass into q
better world. He did not glance at q
single person, so great was the shame
he felt on account of the filthy mischief
of which he was accused. 1t was only
when he had assembled the first rounds
of the fatal ladder, having the core
about his neck, that below the soldiers
grouped around the base of the gibbet
he perceived the crowd and recognized
among them a fair young woman fol
whom in happier days he had conceiv
ed tender and violent passion.
At the sight of her he experienced
yet more poignant sorrow at leaving SC
soon and so painfully an existence
from which he had expected to derive
such delicate felicities. And then, i'm
PEELED by a sudden Renaissance ant
by a natural instinct for preservation
he began to cry out with all his might
"Loyse, Loyse, by God the Father
the Son and the Holy Ghost, adjure
youl Save my life, claim me in mar.
riage"
The girl stood there trembling with
emotion among her companions. Hear.
ing herself thus addressed by name by
the prisoner, she became convulsed
with agitation; almost unconsciously
half moved by pity, half melted by
her neighbors, she approached the glib
bet without the police daring to pre-
vent her.
"Oh, Loyse," repeated the prisoner