The Birmingham age-herald., 1911-03-26

| Marie Antoinette was at that time abou
 sS years of age. Suffering had written It
 story upon her once blooming cheeks an
 had streaked her hair with gray. Tn
 glory of that beauty which had appeare
 'glittering like the morning star whel
 she first dawned as the dauphiness upol France had given place to a serene ant
 spiritual expresson-a beauty like that 0
 the saints and martyrs The pride witt
 which she had been charged when sh,
 moved, the exposure of every eye, ant
 the ponp of court, had been replaced bs
 quiet dignity which no one except the
 most violent fanatic could look upon with.
 out awe and respect. Mime. Elizabeth was
 of about the same age as the Queen. and
 the Queens daughter was 14 In the three
 rooms which were assigned to the roya,
 prisoners was also that unhappy Dauphin
 whom the Royalists called Louis XVII. and
 the republicans Young Capet. Santerre
 that former brewer who had given up his vats of beer for rivers of blood, who had
 with his drums sienced the last words af
 the unhappy king, had come with some of
 hls fellow ruffians to interrogate the
 Queen.
 She was seated at a table reading a book, and appeared not to be aware ot the presence of Santerre and his felIop ruffians. One of the "municinaIs" an preached her. brutaIIy snatched away the book and flung it into the middle ot the room. The prisoner reached her hand across the table, took up another DOCK and began to read again. But the
 1hohtagnard' made furious gesture threatening the Queen, at which the Princess Royal, who had been seatad ran and threw her arms around Marie Antoinette, crying out: My motherl my poor motherr' Come" said the
 municipal" brutally dragging the girl from her mother. you shall soon have
 finished embracing.p
 Sir" replied the girl, has the con vention decreed that daughters may not embrace their mothers ?" No" was the answer, but it has decreed that trai- tors, aristocrats and ci-devants shall be punished. That Is why I am here. Antoinette." The Queen did not even deign to 1ok toward her ex- aminer, but turned her head aside, while flush passed over her wan and wasted cheek. Answer, Antoinette," repeated Santerre, approaching her with out needing the look of almost frenzied horror which seized upon her at the approach of the man who had con- ducted Louis XVI from the Temple to the scaffold
 But vainly did the inquisitors try by threats and ruffianly abuse to force the Queen to tell what she knew of the to effect her liberation or to reveal the names of the conspira- tors. When they saw that they could avail nothing by threats or abuse, San terre played his last card. Listen. Antoinette." said he, "I will. now read to you the decree of the convention. It orders you to be separated from your son. Yes, the convention has toe to longer leave him in the care of a woman so depraved." The Queen arose and faced the brewer of blood. ''Ti- gers that you are"' cried she. from your decree I appeal to the heart of every mother" That is all very fine,' replied Santerre. And then to the boy, who, ill and weak. was lying on a couch, Get up, Capet and follow me"
 From that hour the dauphin was given over to the care of the brute Si- mon the cobbler, who inflicted upon the body and mind of the descendant of St. Louis every form of violence and abuse which the ferocity and depravity of his nature could invent until death after two years of suffering, released the boy from his cruelties. The ban ishment of her daughter Sophia from the Temple enraged the wife of Tison, who, choosing to regard the Queen as the cause, began to inflict fresh cruel ties and heap new insults upon the proud and defenseless head of her pris oner.
 Maurice in the meantime felt himself becoming more and more in love with Geneveve, and the wife of Diximer felt, to her surprise and alarm, that her senti- ments toward Maurice were beginning to assume form which her duty as a wife required she should banish from her thoughts. She would have withdrawn herself from the company of the young man-have refused to see him except in the presence of some of the household and have placed their acquaintance upon a formal and distant footing-had not her husband and Morand insisted that she 10 everything in her power 10 make Lindey feel as if their house was his home, that they were his best and truest friends-i1 short, for purposes of their own which will appear later-it seemed necessary to their plans, plans of great moment, that Maurice without knowing it should be used by them for their own purposes. Maurice confded everything to his de- voted friend Lorin, who, as was his wont, replied in distiches and couplets, origl- nal or quoted, and cautioned the infat- uated young man to beware of the tricks of Cupid, who was a saucy and mlschiev- ous boy and often got his votaries into trouble.
 One day Genevieve asked Maurice to &C., company her on a visit to Auteuil. The weather is delightful said she. Our carriage will take us to the barriere. and there wait for us. We will walk to Au- teuil and having finished my business there we will return The two young people went on their journey. At the en :. trance of the park at AuteuiI Genevieve told Maurice to stop and there wait for her. Where was she going?" ITO 2