The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1903-07-30
TIE MAID Of MAIDEN LANE
Sequel to . Tho Bow Of Orange Ribbon
A LOVE STORY BY AMELIA E. BARR
tcopyhsht By Amen nj
CHAPTER xi.
We Have Done With Tears and
Treasons.
Sequel to "The Bow Of Orange Ribbon"


We Have Done With Tears and
Treasons.
Here Is q letter from Arenta! re-
peated the Doctor to his wife. who
was Just entering the room. Come,
Ava. and listen 10 what she has 10
say" Then Cornelia read aloud the
following words:
my Dear Friend Cornelia: IL To-
day I could walk down Maiden Lane
n to-day | could see you and talk 10
you, I should imagine myself In hea.
ven. For as To this city. ] think that
In hell the name OF Paris must have
spread itself far and wide. DO you
remember our learning In those happy
days at Bethlehem Of the slaughter
OF Christians by Nero? Very well;
right here in the Paris Of Marat and
Robespierre, you hay hear constantly
the same brutal cry that nlled the
Rome of the Caesars-"Death to the
Christians!" Famine, anarchy. mur.
der, are everywhere, and I live from
moment TO moment. trembling II
step comes near me.
AS to religion. there In no longer
any religion. Everywhere the Al.
mighty 10 spoken Of ~ the "soi-disant
Cod" The monarchy is abolished. and
yet % ignorant are the leaders cf the
people. that when Brissot mentioned
the word Republic in Petions house,
Robespierre said with a grin. "Repub.
lie! Republic! what's a republic?'
Spying, and fear. and death penetrate
into the most private houses; above
all. fear, constant fear Of every one
with whom ron come in contact.
Il have told you the truth about our
condition. because I have Just had
letter from my father. and he talks of
leaving his business in Claos Bergen's
care. and coming here to look after
me. You must convince him that he
could do me no good whatever. and
that he might do me much harm. Tell
him not to fear: Arcnta says. not To
fear. While Minister Morris Is here
] have n friend that can do all that
can be done.
Ask our good Domino to pray that
may soon return to a country where
God reigns. Never again do ] wish
80 spend one minute in place where
there Is no God: for whatever they
may call that place, It's real name Is
hell.
"Arepta. Marqulsc dc Tounnerre."
Poor Arenta." said the Doctor
when Cornelia had finished the
wretched epistle. Suppose that you
10 and see Van Arlens. and give him
all the comfort you can"
Cornelia crossed the street and was
going TO knock at the door. when Van
Ariens hastily opened It. When Cor.
nelia told him her errand. he was In n
hurry Of loving anxiety to hear what
his child had written.
IL understand" he said. when he
had heard the letter. she is fright.
ened, the poor little one! But she
will smile and say It is nothing How
ever. yet think | must go to her"
DO not" urged CornelIa. You may
sec by Arenta's letter, that she does
not fear the guilloilne. Come over
tonight and talk to my father and
mother"
We'll then, will come"
Then he took both Cornelia's hands
In his and looking earnestly at her
said:
Poor Rem! Impossible In IT."
Quite impossible. sir" she an.
swered.
Il am very sorry" he said, sim.
ply. and let her hands drop. In an
hour or two to your house will come.
There is plenty to talk about"
The next day Cornelia walked down
Broadway to Madame Jacobus' house.
II was closed and deso.ate looking and
she sighed as sne compared its old
bright spotless comfort, with Its pres.
ent empty forlornness. The change
typifed the change In her heart and
love.
One exquisite day as they went mp
Maiden Lane the Doctor said: My
friend. Gen. Hewitt sails for England
to-day, ana We will go and wish him
a good voyage" So Ia the pier they
went, and the Doctor left his carriage.