Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1910-07-09

| paper De1Ore nlm, began 10 question
him and take down his answers For
his own life he dare not favor his ben
efactor
Your name he asked.
"Alphonse Du Faur."
"OccupationT
Surgeon
II believe 1t is you who have kept
from the grave where they should
have laid long ago"
Il was the kings physician"
Those standing about scowled aud
expected that the next words would
be Take him to the guillotine!'
"And do you think" continued the
| Judge, that you who have kept alive
this opprcssor Of the people should die
the same death MS other aristocrats"
The doctor did not answer the Ques-
ton.
Take him to the temporary prison
In the Rue Veau Grand. l wish to
| consult the committee to learn IL 1t Is
| their pleasure that this man, who has
been closer than any other In the con-
fidence Of the tyrant, shall die an or
dinary death. He should be burned"
These words were spoken with all
the bitterness the citizen judge could
throw into them. Not one present
suspected that his intention was to
save Dr. Du Faur from the gulllotine
that morning and to place him where
he might get access to him with n
view to saving him altogether. The
doctor was taken to the building men
toned, and another prisoner was
brought up for condemnation.
The next morning Citizen Demaurier
drove up In n cart to the prison where
the doctor was confined and presented
an order for him signed by the COM
mittee. The doctor was placed In the
cart, and Demaurler, telling the Off
cials that he needed no guard for the
| prisoner, being himself well armed,
drove away Pursuing his way down
the street he soon reached the river
bank and the outskirts of Paris. Then
he stopped and said to his prisoner:
"You do not know ME, NJ. lie Doc
teur?"
"You are the citizen Judge"
"More than that. I am Jean De-
maurier."
"And who Is Jean DemaurlerT
"Have you done 50 many kindnesses
as to forget those you have benefited?
Do you not remember stopping for sup
per on your way from Versailles at an
inn one evening fifteen years ago?
There you found n boy who had been
crippled by noble. You took him to
Paris and made quite a respectable
| figure Of him. See, l scarcely limp
He got down from the cart and walk
ed back and forth.
"And you are that boy?" exclaimed
the doctor.
81 am"
what are you going to do with
me?"
Take you In my carriage-this cart
to the inn from which you took me
| to Paris In your carriage and not only
save your back and your leg, but espe-
cially your neck l shall hide you there
as long as necessary and then run you
over the border"
"You are very kind, but do not care
to leave my daughter and my son-in-
law here to die"
where are they?"
"In the conciergerie, believe"
"yery we'll: shall see what can
do for them. am thoroughly trusted,
being known rs the man who was Grip
pied by a noble. will take you to my
home, return and possibly may bring
those you love with me-"
"But will not be missed and you
be charged with setting me freeT'
81 think not. They have so many
heads to chop off that the moment
prisoner disappears he is saved. II !
am asked about you l will tell them
you have been tortured and executed
In private. Now lie down in the cart,
and will drive on"
Jean, before reaching his home. where
his load was likely to be seen by his
neighbors, stopped beside field where
there was grain In sheaf and put
enough over his burden to conceal him.
then drove on and turned in at his
farm by lane leading to the barn.
The doctor remained concealed In the
loft of Demaurier's barn for week.
Meanwhile Demaurier was In Paris,
endeavoring to find the Count and
Countess Destailles. They had become
separated. and Demauricr spent con-
siderable time discovering where they
were. Then after much difficulty he
succeeded in getting possession OF
them. This he accomplished by brib-
ing their jailer. and on pretense Of re-
moving them to another prison he took
them to his inn, but this time the
journey was accomplished at the dead
of night. The meeting between the
doctor and his daughter and her hus-
band at midnight in the loft of barn.
though they could only distinguish one
another by their voices. was indescrib-
ably happy.
The next morning Jean Demaurier
put the three refugees In deep farm
wagon, in the bottom of which he had
bored breathing holes, and covered
them to the depth Of several feet with
grain Then. opening his barn. he drove
out and into the road, soon after turn
ing into another leading northward. On
that road he logged with his load till
evening, when he relieved the refugees
from their uncomfortable position, and
! they slept In a wood. They dare not
! take any other conveyance. fearing to
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