The Birmingham age-herald., 1910-12-11

he would commit suieidel. Rut at tha. moment he heard the rattle of drums. of on the other side of the river, in front of what had been the kings castle. the drums were beating just as they did on. the morning when the Reds of the Midi had stormed it. What did 1t mean? Was the king come back? Could that roll or drums be for the assembly Of the Mar sellais battalion? Whatever it meant. the sound of the ''tambours" put new lifs' into Pascalet. and instead of jumping into the river, as he had intended, he followed the sound of the drums.
 When Pascalet came to the front of the castle he found platform set up upon which were three patriots crying outi
 'The country is in dangeri who will en- list? Here is your pay for a month";. Then the patriot said something else about the armies of foreigners who were, marching to sack Paris and rut the king on his throne again. Pascalet saw the means of making himself square with Kauclair, and, before he realized 1t, he was enlisted and was enrolled in a regir r1cnt which was to march othe frontier the next morning. The parriot who en- rolled him said: Stop, citizen; surely know you-you lodge with Planchst. Here is your three crowns. You live at the lodge with the maker of guillotine.s 'fYes," answered Pascalet, land please taks these three crowns to vauclair, who also lodges there. As for mo. I am off with the regiment
 Thinking always of the fair Adelins, Pascalet marched away to the frontier The pigeons were futtering on the caves of the ruined kings castle in the bright sunshine as Pascalet marched away next morning. The drums were ratthng a lively quckstep.
 When he saw Paris again 1t was the 18th of Fructidor in the year II. The bat tie of Valmy and all the borders of the Rhine had been fought. That 18th Truc- tidor, when Pascalet returned to Paris. be was stationed with his company as guard in front of guillotine in the Place de Ia Revolution. The national knife'' was descending to chop off .he heads of the aristocrats. He saw two old people dragged forward. They were the old Marquis dAmbrun and tho Marquise, his wife. For all their crimes he wanted to kcome to their rescue, but he looked up and saw written on the crosspiece of the | instrument of death the word "Adeline.'' The Marquise looked up as she fell on her knees and saw the name written on the crossbeam. Then third person was dragged to his doom. It was Surto, but his head went into the basket just the same
 Three times the knife fen and thrss times heads fell into the basket-heads with eyelids still huttering and with jaws stili working, that bit the bloody saws dust as they fell.
 l Blu other drums than those of the Ter@ TOT were sounding and new regions were to be conquered by France drunk with l blocd." Things moved too rapidly for Pascalet to get an opportunity to ses again his dear southland, but one day, it was in the Thermidor of the year ". as he, weary with fighting, having just finished his share in the killing of 15,00J Mameldukes, was sitting at the foot cf he great Pyramid of Cheops. a man. came to him and said: If I am not wrong, comrade, you are Pascalet. the son of La Patinget, and I'd know you | anyway by the way you speak, as from Provence" It was man whom Pasoa- let had seen before, but had not known intimately, but he ventured to ask the question:: Do you know whatever be- cams of Mademoiselle Adeline. tho daughter of the Marquis sd'Ambrun7s' oh, yes," replied the soldier. ''She died last year. I am only a recruit. She was an Ursuline nun and died tecause she was in love with somebody who left her to go off to the wars But she became a nun and died as one. Bat tell mo, | comrade. did you ever know man I named Vauclair, who lived in AvignonT' Pascalet did not answer. And in few moments the trumpets called together the adventurous army which General Donaparte had taken to look in the face of the Sphinx.
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