The Montgomery advertiser., 1908-05-31

with the unconscious man, coubed back his hair and tied 1t with the prisoner's ribbon. Then he called softly: Come inl" and the spy entered tlmidiy.
 You seer" said Carton. "Get assist anee and have thds Engiizhman taken to the coach that waits below"
 You swear not to betray meg ask cd the spy.
 Man. man. replied Carton. nave no fear I shan soon be out of the way of harming you. Take him yourself Co the courtyard you know of. place him yourself In the carriage, show him yourself to Mir. Lorry. tell him yourself 10 give him no restorative but air and to remember my words of last night and to drive away~
 The spy withdrew to return again immediately with two men. who lifted the unconscious figure and carried ft away, laughing The Engiishmau seems afflicted to And that his friend has drawn a prize in the lottery qf. Saint Gulilotine!"
 Left alone. Sydney Carton waited Tor the hour of his death to strike. Soon doors began to clang. Presently hi4 own was tern open and a taller lookef In with Follow me Evrem0ndsis
 He was led Into i large room nffM stood there while one after another of his, fellow victims came ia. Suddenly
  touched him with her cold. little hand and said: "citizen Evremonde. am poor seamstress who was with you E La Force"
 shs lifted her widely opened. patient eyes to his face. He saw sudden doubt in them. then astonishmsnt, He pressed the worn fingers and touched
 Are you dying for himT' she whis. pered
 sAnd his wife ana ehiid. Hush
 "oh. you win let me hold your brave hand. stranKerg"
 @Hushi Yes. my poor sister. to the
 The same shadows of the passing day that are falling on theae two are falling on the barrier with a crowd around 1t when q coach comes up e be examined.
 '.papsrsi whom have ws heref pr.
 eThis is he." says Mr. Lorry.
 And Lucie. his dauRhtsr9 And Lucia her child7 These are they. oh h4 ExFemonde has an assfHnatlon e1sae where. And Sydney Carton. advocafs. Ensiish. Apparently he is in w swoon?"
 Yes" answers Mr. Lorry. "fKa ia not In good health. but ft is hoped the
 
 Pass then, citizen. Behold ynuf papers eounteraigned.
 The wind rush es after them. the clouds fly after them. the shadows pur- sue; but so far they are pursuad py nothing else.
 the Eugiis hadv0cate moves. He iN beginning to revive. He asks what v this that another has In his hand. Look behind us. Looki Thank heaven. there Is no pursuit.
 While the coach rumbles toward the coaat the tufnh rlls rumble through Paris The horsemsn surrounding them frequently point out one man with their swords The leading curiosity fs to know which is he. He stands at the back of one of tho tumbrilS sreaksum with a slight young girl. who sits on the side of the cart holding his hand
 Swiftly the tumbriis discharge thets loads at the foot Of the gulliotine. r front of 1t st number of worner busily knitting.
 Crashi A head is held ID. The people count Onei
 The second tumbrii ompties and moves on The supposed Everrnond@ descends and the seamatress ia lifted out next after him. He gently places zine that constantly whira up and falls. and she thanks him.
 Keep your eye on me. dear chiid says sydney Carton, "And mind na other object.s
 T mind nothing while I hold your hand. I shall mind nothing when ! ies 1t go, if they are rapid
 s'They will be rapid. Fear notts
 "Am to kiss you now7 F the ma ment comegr
 Yes 2"
 she kiases his lips. She goes neA before hirn--is gone; the knitting w~ men count Twenty-tw0.
 The murmuring of many voices. the upturning of many faces, the pressing on Of many footsteps in the outskirts of the crowd so that 1t sweiis forward in a mass. like one great heave of wa ter, all flash away. Twenty-three.
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