The Birmingham age-herald., 1911-12-17

people, woman and man. The wom-
 an had been wronged by great noblc-
 man and had gone mad, The man, her
 brother, was dying from sword thrust administered by the one who wronged
 his sister, The next night, continued
 Dr. Manettes paper, he was seized, iden- tified by the nobleman, and carried to i the hastile. From that night he never
 heard of the outer world again, never knew whether his young wife and child
 were dead or alive And in his unbear- able anguish he denounced his torturer' S race to heaven and to earth.
 A terrible sound arose when the read ing of this paper was done. There was not a head in the nation but must have fallen before it. The prisoner knew that he was doomed; for the name of the race | that pr. Manette had thus denounced was St. Evremonde.
 At every jurymans voice as he an nounced shis verdict, there was howl that was like nothing in the world but hcwl of a great cat leaping on prey. Unanimously voted, Back to the Con- ciergerie, and death within A hours! Issuing from an obscure corner from which he had never moved during tle trial Sydney Carton sprang to Lucie Manettes side and supported her as she I tainted His arm trembled when he l the door, followed by her father and MT Lorry, who had arrived in Paris on business almost at the same time as St. Evremonde.
 Carton carried Lucie upstairs in their lodgings and laid her on the couch. Little Lucie ran to him and clung to his neck. He pressed her blooming cheek against his face. Then he put her gent iy from him, and looked down on the unconscious mother.
 Before l go," he said, and paused, looked at the two old men, "may 1 kiss ner?"
 When he bent down, he murmured a few words. The child heard them, and often told her grandchildren, when she herself was a handsome old lady, that his words were, "A life you love" He passed into the next room ami there told MT. Lorry that he had hur- ried to Paris to see if he could be of any use. He had been able, so far, to do only one thing. He had met. bv chance, one of the turnkeys at the Con ciergerie, and had recognized the man as former English government spy. Threatening him with exposure--a deadly threat In those days of whole sale denunciation-he had succeeded in making arrangements to gain access to the prisoner-only once, and only for q few moments It was not much, said Carton.
 No said MT. Lorry, drying his eyss. He must perish. There is no hope"
 Yes. He will perish. There is no hope" replied Carton, and walked with a settled step downstairs.
 He did not tell Mir. Lorry that he had stopped at a chemists shop and that. at that moment. he had in his breas pocket some powders that the chemist had given to him with hesitation, and only after grave warning.
 He presented himself before MT Lorry again in the morning--the morn ing of the day that was to see ST. I1vremonde die.
 MT. Lorry,' said he, T have informa ton that pr. Manette and his daughter are to be denounced. You have money and can buy the means of travelling to the coast as quickly as the journey can be made. Have your horses ready SO that they may be in starting trim hy , o'clock in the afternoon.
 Mir Lorry nodded.
 For the sake of her child and hnr 'ather, press upon her the necessity of leaving Paris with them at once. Othei- wise, she would lay her head beside he. husDands unsllrinkingly Have all arrangements made, even to the talk ing of your own seat in the carria g. Wait then. for me. The moment | come to you, drive away. Wait for nothing. .Xcept 10 have my place occupiedl