The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1913-11-13

, paeans Of merriment. Hymen.
Hymen! In assuming the leading rol
to which circumstances now assigne
her, the Governors daughter brough
to the task less energy than she ha
displayed on that other occasion whe
visitors had sojourned at the rocl
Her manner was changed-hrst. Luke
warm; then, almost Indifferent; unu
at length. one day she fairly waive
the responsibility Of planning amusC
ments; laid before them the question
What, now, would they like to dot
Devise a play" said one.
with shepherds and shepherd
esses"
The Marquis, however, qualified tn
suggestion. "a masque! that is yer,
good; but, for this morning. hav'
been talking with the commandant-
and have another proposal"
(Which is?"
ITO visit the dungeons"
The dungeons?" My lady's fac,
changed. .
And incidentally inspect their lat
est guest! Some Of you heard Of hin
when We were here before-Le Seign
eur Noir-the Black Seigneur!"
lie Seigneur Noir!" They clapped
their hands. "Yes, let us see him
Nothing could be better. What dc
you say. Elise?"
She started to speak, but for the
instant her lips could frame no an.
swer; with faint, strained smile, con.
fronted him, when some one antici.
pated her repdy.
Did she not leave it to US? 1t is
We who decide"
And a merry party they swept
along, bearing her with them; up the
broad stairway, cold, gray in the
morn; beneath the abbot's bridge
black, spying span!-to the church,
and thence to the isolated space be-
fore the guard-house to the dungeons
Here, at the sound of their voices,
man, carrying a bunch of keys-but
outwardly the antithesis to the hunch.
back-peered from the entrance.
unless l am mistaken, the new
jatler!" With a wave of his hand
the Marquis indicated this person.
The commandant was telling me his
Excellency had engaged one-from Bi.
cetre, or Fort l'Eveque, believer"
"Bicetre, my lord!" said the man
gravely. "And before that, the Bas
tile"
"Ah!" laughed the nobleman. "That
pretty place some of the foolish
people are grumbling about! AS if
we could do without prisons any more
than without palaces! But we have
come, my good fellow, to inspect this
lower world Of yours!"
The mans glance passed over the
paper the Marquis handed him; then
silently he moved aside, and unlocked
the iron doors.
Are you not coming?" At the
threshold the Marquis looked back
When first they had approached the
guard-house, involuntarily had the
Governors daughter drawn aside to
averted, stood gazing off.
Coming" Surprised, the Marquis
noted her expression; the fixed
brightness Of her eyes and her parted
lps. "Oh, yes!" And turning abrupt.
y, she fastened past him.
Would they have to be locked in p
he half-apprehensive query of one of
he ladies caused the jailer at hrst
o hesitate and then to answer in the
negative. He would leave the doors
rom the outer room open, and him
elf await there the visitors' return
With which reassuring promise, he
distributed lights; called a guards.
nan, familiar with the intricate un.
foreground passages, and consigned
hem to his care.
One of the gay procession, the Lady
elise stepped slowly forward; TIE
;uide proved talkative fellow, arc
eemed anxious to answer their mary
Inquiries concerning the place. TIE
allie de la question? Yes, 1t existed;
ut the ancient torture devices for the
interrogatory ordinary" and the "in
extraordinary" were nc
onger pressed into service; the K,rR
ad ordered them relegated to The
helves of the museum. The caba
ons, or black holes? Louis XI. bull
hem; the carceres duri and wade in
ace, however, dated from Saint Mau.
titus, fourth abbot of the Mount.
"And the Black Seigneur? How have
ou Accommodated him."
"In the petit exil; just to the left!
We are going there now"
lam going back!" A hard
ouched the arm Of the Marquis, last
the file of visitors, and, lifting bis
andle, he held it so that the yellow
limmer played on the face of the {
overnor's daughter. Her eyes looked (
eeper; full Of dread, as If the very
pirit of the subterranean abode had
eized her. He started. {
Surely you, Elise, are not afraid? ?" {
II prefer the sunlight" she said {
urriedly in a low tone. Tit is not 6
heerful down here! No; do not call {
le guide-or let the others know. I'll I
eturn alone, and-wait for you at the ]
lard-house."
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