Waterbury evening Democrat., 1904-12-21

had been so harried and wrought upon by the defeat of the morning that sinister desire for revenge on some one was added to the fickle yet malev olent passions so easily awakened in the Gallic mob. They wanted a scape- goat, and here was one to hand.
 'Mademoiselle," cried the unhappy Frenchman, drawing himself up and turning to the girl, who stood. spell bound before the appalling display of the fury and passion of the people, ''T swear to you upon my honor that am innocent! Vive Ia nouvelle France! Say that you believe me be- fore am taken! On my soul believe this rabble intends to kill mel"
 Anne de Rohan hesitated. Honesty rang in the young mans voice, honor looked out of his eyes-and love too- yet things looked suspicious.
 Well, will you come with us peace- ably, or" interrupted the sergeant, with grim and menacing gesture.
 t'One moment, my friend" cried the young man lightly, having recovered his ccolness and having discovered the folly of approximation.
 He looked appealingly at the young woman.
 ssI believe you" said Anne de Ro- han, suddenly extending her hand to him. 'Messeilrs, z she cried turning to the crowd, Monsieur de vitre,givss me his word of honor that"
 "Oh, bah!" exclaimed the sergeant, ''the honor of a traitor to the woman he loves!''
 ''Let' us kill him where he stands!" shouted one.
 ''To the lantern with him!" roared another
 ''No, my brave friends" said the ; sergeant coolly, storder if you. please. He goes to the governor. Come, mon- sieur. Fall back, gentlemen, and give way. A moi, mes camarades.' ''Mademoiselle, said de Vitre hur- riedly, as the soldiers surrounded him and prepared to force a way through the crowd, "I can now face anything with light heart You believe in me. Take care of that gentleman wonder, he is friend of mine.
 l As he spoke, the soldiers seized him ] by the arm and hustled him down the street toward the Chateau St. Louis, the residence of the governor, where de Ramesay sat in hurried consulta- tion with the officers over the defense of the stricken town. The crowd, after few curious gIances, followed the soldiers and left the prostrate En- glishman alone on the doorstep { The young woman turned again to the man on the step. He was wounded, 2 perhaps dying The sbulIet which 2 struck him in zthe, back had passed { completely through his shoulder. and his shirt was stained with blood. There was a deep cut through the sleeve c2 his coat also, and his arm lay in a little pool of the same deadly fluid. His face was covered with blood from slight wound on his forehead, and earth-stained as we'll from the muddy unpaved street where he had fallen. He was a hideous spectacle. Yet, though foeman, he was wounded and helpless. @
 She knelt beside him, and seeing at glance that the wound in his face was superficial, with not unskflIfuI l fingers she rapidly opened his waist coat and tore open his shirt. Yea, there was the dangerous wound. Blood l was still OOzing from it. She had as- l sisted the good sisters in nursing the sick and wounded during the siege, and the gruesome sight was not unfa- 1 miliar to her. The wound must be at- tended to at once. Raising her voice. l she called through the little hallway: "Josette! Jean-Renaud, hither!" | TTOTnnA3afA1x a hyV~oy1o SyotvYaer xynT1a1 l made her appearance at the door in 1 obedience to her mistress call.
 Water, quick, Josette, and get Jean- Renaud! Here is a gentleman wound ed, a friend of Monsieur de Vitre.Y
 "Jean-Renaud is not in the house. mademoiselle. He went to the St. Louis Gate to-"
 "I am here, exclaimed a deep, rough voice, as burly old man wearing the livery of the de Rohans came around the corner. 'tWe have lost the battle. l Monsieur de Montcalm is mortally wounded, as is Monsieur de Senezer- gues, and Monsieur de St. Ours is l killed"
 1 Peace, Jean-Renaud. I will hear your news in a moment Meanwhile 1 carry this gentleman to my chamber"
 Jean Renaud stopped down and lifted up the slight form of the stran-- 1 ger, who lay in his arms as if he had been boy. He carried him upstairs and deposited him upon a great bed in a low-ceiled chamber lighted by a dormer window, While his mistress, with the assistance of Josette, busted herself below in preparing such home l ly medicaments as their experience could devise, Jean -Renaud removed l the clothes from Grafton and put him regularly in bed. Then lie examined