The Montgomery advertiser., 1908-05-31

when that tomorrow came there was no jury eager to fibefate. no poPuiace ready with tears of emotion. word had gone among them. It made eye seek eye in the crowd with meaning determined, murderous look
 sCharles Evermonde. called Darnayl Released yesterday reaccused and re- taken yesterday. denounced as one of a race prescribed for infamous oppres- sion Is the accused openly denounced or secretly"
 '0penly.,s President"
 .TRree voices. Ernest Defarge, wine vender of saint Antoine"
 "Good."
 .9Thersse Defargs his wife"
 Good
 "Alexandre Manette. physician"
 A great shout ran out Dr. Mauette arose, trembling. His protests were lost. in the yell of the mob.
 Ernest Defarge pressed forward.
 T knew that this prisoner, said ne pointing to the doctor, had been con fined in cell one Hundred and Five North Tower, In the Bastille. Az I serve my gun that day of the attack on the accursed place, I resolved to examine that cell. Tn the chimney ind a hidden paper. Here t is.
 Tn q dead stiffness the paper was read
 1t was pr. Manette's story written by him in the agony of hfs tenth year in prison, when he felt his mind going from him.
 Tn it he told how he had been seized one night and carried away to attend two peasants--a girl who was dying in delirlun and boy who was dying from a sword thrust. Before the boy died he conflded to him that he had been run through by the brother of the Marquis St. Evremonde because he tried to defend his sister, whom the same nobleman had taken from her hsuband by force with the result that she went mad.
 After the two victims had died the nobleman tried to force roll of gold on Dr. Manette, which he refused. He a few days the wife of the Marquis called on him with her son. 6 pretty boy whom she called Charles.
 For his sake doctor" she said. pointing to the boy, "I want to make what poor amends I can for the wick edness Of my husbands brother. be- lieve that there is a younger sister of the poor girl and want to beg you to tell me where I can find her, that I may do something to avert he wrath of heaven from a house that is hateful to the suffering. What have left of my own I shall make it the first charge of my boy here to bestow on that outraged family"
 Unable to help her. as he knew no more about the victims than a few words told him by the brother. the doctor saw her drive away again in ! tears. The next night he was lured from the house, gagged and taken to the Bastille.
 @1f 1t had pleased God" ended the paper. 'to put it in the hard heart of | either of the brothers, in all these | frightful years, to grant me any tid- | ings of my dearest wife, so much as to | let me know by a word whether alive | or dead, I might have thought that He | had not quite abandoned them. But | now I believe that they have no part l in His mercfes, and them and their de- scendents, to the last of their race, ! | Alexandre Manette, unhappy prisoner, | do in my unbesrable agony denounce ! to the time when all these things shall be answered for. I denounce them to heaven and to earth"
 terrible sound arose when the reading of this document was done, a sound of craving and eagerness that | had nothing articulate in 1t but blood, | There was not a head in the nation but must have dropped before 1t.
 Little need to show that the detsst- ed name of Evremonde had long been knitted into the fatal register kept by Mme. Defarge-that the mortally wounded peasant was her brother that the sister for whom he was killed was her sister, that those dead were her dead. and that the summons te answer to those things descended tc i her.
 At every juryman's voice as he an nouncsd his verdict, there was a roar I Unanimously voted! Back to the Con- cierSerie, and Death within four-and' twenty hourss
 A strong arm caught Lucie Manstt' as She fell It was Sydney Carton His arm trembled as he raised her. ye there was an air about him that wal not all of pity. but had a flush of prld' | in At.s -s.as4s s-
 He had arrlved late the night befOrs