The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-05-05

My LOEu Duho, suiu oicoh StcihAyS T must tell you that I know all your crimes with regard to Lady de Winter"
 What do you meanT' cried the Duke. You are impertinent!
 T ask you. my lord. to sign an order for the release of Lady de Winter Reflect; she is a woman whom you have dishonored. Sign. my lord~ And he held a paper toward the Duke.
 'Neverr cried Buckingham With draw! You are under arrest. What ho, without there!' He thought the man was crazy.
 As the Duke arose from his chair Felton plunged a knife into his side up to the hilt.
 When a gun fired from the castle announced the occurrence of something unusual in the town and warned the shipping to be on guard. Milady handed a bag of gold to the skipper of her ves- sel and ordered him to spread his sails with swiftness for the coast of France.
 Soon after Milady sat in the parlor of the convent at Bethune Richelieu had directed that she should await his messenger there when her work in England had been done, and thither she had repaired upon her arrival in France after dispatching to His Eminence a note which read: His Grace the Duke of Buckingham will not set out for France"
 A young woman wearing the garb of a novice was related with Milady and the willy adventures. according to her usual custom, was turing from her the secrets of her heart.
 50 you. too" Milady was saving are a victim of the Cardinals hate. even as I am." Then. as the novice babbled on, Milady suddenly compre- hended and asked: My dear, are you not Madam Bonacieux? have heard so much of you from my dear friend d'Artagnan that I feel as if had known you long. Poor man. he IS dis- tracted because he does not know where | you are
 "oh, he does know" replied the trap | ned woman "I have a letter from Madam de Chevreuse telling me that | d'Artagnan and his friends are even now on their way to take me from this place."
 ''oh. my dear, am so glad met you" | said Milady, telling the truth for once and while she kissed the novice af- fectionateiy,S her brain was busy planning the manner of her death. l Just then a stranger demanded to see the lady who had come from Bolougne." which was all the name Milady was known by in the convent. It was the Count de Rochefort, the right hand man of the Cardinal.
 After a short and secret interview with Milady, De Rochefort rode swiftly away again. The woman had told him all that had happened to her in Eng land: the fact that her secret interview | with the Cardinal in the cabaret was known to d'Artagnan and his friends, l and that the three musketeers and the Gascon were on their way to rescue Madam Bonacieux.
 When the messenger had departed. I 1. T n V l terrible news for you. That letter from Mime. de Chevreuse Is forgery. Four men disguised as musketeers are | now on their way here to take you and me to prison. The man who was just here came disguised as a messenger from the Cardinal to warn me. He Is my brother, my dear George They would kill him if they knew what he had done for us. We must fly or we are lost"
 Mllady had arranged with Rochefort to have travelling carriage in waiting for her on the further side of a little | wood behind the convent. and when she Judged that the carriage had had time to arrive at the appointed place she urged Mime. Bonacieux to fly with her at once. But the novice, over come with terror and doubt, hesitated until there came a sound of horses galloping into the inclosure before the convent. Milady gave one look through the window and then grab ping Mime. Bonacieux by the arm, cried Come! Come! It Is our abductors"
 T dare not. I dare not" sobbed the novice.
 You are unnerved,'' said Mllady. Here, drink this" and she handed Mime. Bonacieux glass of wine into which she had pressed few drops from a hollow ring she wore upon her finger. | Then she fled.
 When the Musketeers entered the room, Mime. Bonacieux lay upon the floor dying. The mother superior and the startled nuns told all that they knew of the tragedy.
 This is the work of Milady" cried d'Artagnan. T will revenge this death." and then he wept like A child.
 "Gentlemen," said Athos, sternlv. | this affair is mine alone The woman who has done this was once my wife, crave your forbearance for a day or two"
 Coolly. methodically, Athos went about tracking the fugitive. Then one night he asked his friends to ride with him. In his company was a masked man, the public executioner of Lille.
 Tn little house on the banks of the River Lis they came upon the miserable woman. At first she raved at and defied them, and then begged mercy. | Binding her, the executioner took her | in a little boat to the further side of the stream. D'Artagnan. who could bear the scene no longer, began to beg for her life, but just then the Mus keteer looking across the river saw by a wierd light which shone through a | break in the clouds. the kneeling form l of Milady and the scending sword of the executioner.
 When d'ArtaRnan arrived again at Rochelle he was arrested and brought before the Cardinal. "So," said His Eminence. you and your friends pre- sume to punish without license. That Is assassination. You shall be tried and condemned"
 Another might reply that he had his pardon In his pocket" returned the Gascon; but l say only that I bow to the will of Your Eminence."
 Your pardon?" cried Richelieu. Signed by whom-by the KingT
 By Your Eminence." replied d'Artag- nan. and he handed the Cardinal the paper which Athos had taken from Milady at the cabaret.
 RiChelieu read it and then sunk back in his chair and remained for time in profound meditation. At last he raised his head and fixed his eagle look upon the open. intelligent face oi the young man He read there all that he had suffered in the past few months. and reflected how much that