The Washington herald., 1911-08-28
CHAPTER XIV.
L. the Name of Altruism.

In her apartments at the hotel the
following morning Josephine st. Auban
looked over the journals Of the day.
There were many columns Of description
Of the only social event Of the previous
day thought worth extended mention The
visitors from Hungary were lauded to
the skies. There did not lack many refer
ences to the similarity between the pres
ent struggles OF the Hungarian people
and those Of our own earlier days. A
vast amount Of rampant Americanism
was crowded into all these matters.
Joined to this. there was considerable
mention Of the reappearance in Washing
ton society Of the beautiful Countess,
Josephine St Auban. now discovered to
have been originally a member Of this
Hungarian commission, and recently
1ourneying in the Western States of the
republic This beautiful countess was
now invested with a romantic history.
She was a friend and protege Of the
old Gen. Zewlinski, a foreign 'noblewum-
an half American by birth, of rank,
wealth and distinction, who had taken
q leading part in the cause of Hungary
in her struggle with the depressing
monarchies. Without any reference to
earlier stories not unknown to them, and
bolder as to Austria than those who then
dwelt in the White House, the newspa-
pers now openly and unanswerably well
coined this distinguished stranger to the
heart Of Washington. Unknowingly,
when they gave her this publicity, they
threw around her also protection, Sc
crecy. As she read, the Countess st.
Auban smiled. She knew that now there
would be no second vehmgerichte. The
government now would not dare.
What interested her more was the story
at that time made current Of an unsuc-
cessful attempt which had been made by
Southern slave owner to reclaim his
property In q Northern State. The facts
recounted that q planter Of Maryland,
with two relatives. had followed an es-
capped slave to the settle Of ChristianvfIle,
Pa, where q little colony of fugitives
had made common cause together. In
this case, as was prescribed under the
law, the slave owner had called to his
aid United States marshal. who in
turn had summoned a large posse of his
own. These had visited the home Of the
fugitive and called upon him to surrender
himself to his owner. This the fugitive
had refused to do, and he was backed
In this refusal by-a Q considerable party of
men Of his own race. some Of them free
men ana some Fugitive slaves, who had
assembled at his house.
TN have my property" asserted the
slave owner, according to the report. cor
I'll eat my breakfast In hell" One of
the Marylanders had then fired upon the
slave. and the 1re was returned in gen.
eral by the negroes. The old planter,
man OF courage, was struck to the
ground, killed by the blacks, his two
relatives disabled, and several other men
on both sides were wounded The fuet-
tive himself was not taken, and the ar
resting party was obliged to retire. Nat
urally, great exultation prevailed among
the triumphant blacks; and this. so said
numerous dispatches, was fostered and
encouraged by comment OF all the North
ern abolitionist press.
Josephine st. Auban pondered over this
barbarous recountal Of an event which
would seem to have been impossible IN
q civilixed community. TT comes" said
she, musing. eft comesi Ca iral There
viii be war! All, must hasten"
She turned to othsr papers, OF private
nature. In her desk. In a half hour
more, she had gone over the last re-
mittance reports OF the agents OF her
estates In Europe. She smiled. nodded.
a. she tapped . pencil over the very
handsome totals. In ten minutes more,
she was ready and awaiting the call OF
Carlisle and Kammsrer In her RECEPTION
room, n hsr mind was . plan already
At hsssS frank ana impulaivs. and
nev fan e eeenite ssaA she did not