The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1906-10-18

MY Ialtn, u IN tlIHe tuat t"'he'
from what you tell me. There Is room
for a man with a sword at his side In
this establishment OF yours"
"But what would you dor
II would have word with this Cap
tain Dalbert Ha, here comes our
caleche! Whip up, driver. and livres
to you II you pass the gate OF the In
yalides within the hour"
II was no light matter to drive fast
In an age of springless carriages and
deeply rutted roads, but the driver
lashed at his two rough. unclipped
horses, and the caleche jolted and clat,
tered upon its way.
"When was all thisf" asked the
guardsman.
at was yesterday night"
"And where is Adele now"
''She Is at home"
"And this Dalbert"
"Oh, he is there alsor
"What You have left her In his
power while you came away to Yer
sailles?"
"She is locked in her room.'
"Pah! What IL lockf' The young
man raved with his hands In the air
at the thought OF his own impotence.
"And Pierre is there"
"He Is useless"
"And Amos Green"
"Ah, that Is better. He ls man by
the look OF him."
"His mother was one Of our own
folk from Staten Island. near Man
haitian. She was one of those scattered
lambs who fed early before the wolves
when first 1t was seen that the kings
hand waxed heavily upon Israel. He
speaks French, and yet he Is neither
French to the eye nor are his ways
like our ways"
"And you have left him In the
house?"
"Yes; he was sat with this Dalbert,
smoking with him and telling him
strange tales"
"What guard could he be-he a
stranger in n strange land! You did III
b leave Adele thus, uncle"
"She is In Gods hands. Amory."
81 trust so. Oh, am on fire to be
there
Soon, as the road curved down to
the river bank, the city wall grew
nearer and nearer until they had pass
ed the southern gate and were rattlng
over the stony causeway, leaving the
broad Luxembourg upon their right
and Colbert's last work, the Invalldes.
upon their left. The young officer had
his head still thrust out OF the win
dow, but his view was obscured by a
bread gilded carriage which numbered
heavily along In front OF them. As the
road broadened. however, II swerved TO
one side, and he vas able to catch
glimpse Of the Catlnat house.
II was surrounded on every side by
an immense crowd.
The house OF the Huguenot mercnanf
was a tall, narrow building, standing
at the corner OF the Rue st. Martin
and the Rue de Biron. II was four
stories in height grim and grave like
its owner with high peaked roof. long
diamond paned windows, framework
OF black wood. with gray plaster filllng
the interstices, and five stone steps
which led up TO the narrow and somber
door. The upper story was but
warehouse, In which the trader kept
his stock. but the second and third
were furnished with balconies edged
with stout wooden balustrades. As
the uncle and the nephew sprans out
OF the caleche they found themselves
upon the outskirts az dense crowd OF
people. who were swaylng aud tossing
with excitement, their chins all thrown
forward and their gaze directed up
ward. Following their eyes, the young
officer saw sight which left him
standing bereft Of every sensation save
amazement.
From The upper balcony there was
hanging head downward man clad
In the bright blue coat and white
brceches OF one OF the kings dragons.
His hat and wig had dropped OF. and
his close cropped head swung slowly
backward aud forward a good nfty
feet above the pavement His voice
resounded over the whole place unsil
the air was filed with bis screams for
mercy.
Above him al the corner OF The bal
eony there stood young man who
leaned with bent back over the
balnstrade and who held the dangling
dragoon By either ankle His lace,
however. was not directed toward bis
victim. but was half turned over BIS
shoulder TO eonfront a group OF sol
diers who were clustering al the long
open window which opened on, into
the balcoay
Suddenly the crowd gave a groan o'
excitement The young man haa re-
leased his grip upon one OF the anAiss.
and the dragoon hung nov by one oiis'
bis other leg tapping belpIcssiy IN his
air.
4 "PuII me up. son Of the devil, pun
J ne upT bs screamed: "Wean you