Palisadian. [volume] (Cliffside Park, N.J.) 1906-current, 1920-04-03

lily 5deteriOrating through his life Of
dissipation, able to advise others but
unable to guide himself, conscious Of
the blight on him and reslgning him
self to let it eat him away"
He and Darnay soon became fire.
quent visitors at the small house in
Soho square, the home of DR.. Manette
and his daughter. Through Lucie's
care and devotion, the Doctor had al
most wholly recovered from the effects
of his long imprisonment, and it was
only In times of strong excitement that
any trace of his past insanity could be
detected. The sweet face of Lucie
Manette soon won the hearts of both
the young men, but it was Darnay to
whom she gave her love.
And so that interview between Lucie
and Sydney Carton has a pathos that
wrings our hearts. He knew that even
If his love could have been returned, it
would have added only to his bitter
ness and sorrow, for he felt it would
have been powerless to lift him from
the slough of Selfishness and SenSu-
atty that had engulfed him. But he
could not resist this last sad confess
sion of his love; and when she weeps
at the sorrow of which she has been
the innocent cause, he imploreS: DO
not weep, dear Miss Manette; the life
lead renders me unworthy of your
pure love. My last supplication is this:
Think now and then that there is a
man who would give his life to keep
a life you love beside you"
But dark days were to come. In the
peasantry turned upon their oppres-
sors. The streets of Paris were filled
with crowds of people whose eager
cry was for "blood." Madame Defarge
no longer sat behind the counter of her
small wine shop, silently knitting into
her work the names of her hated
enemies, but axe in hand and knife at
her belt, headed frenzied mob of
women on to the Bastile. The French
Revolution had actually begun.
Madame Defarge was one of the
leading spirits of the Revolution.
Early in life she had seen her family
fall victims to the tyranny and lust Of
The cruel nobility and from that time
her life had been devoted to revenge.
Three years of crime and bl0odshed
passed, and in 1892 Mr.. Jarvis Lorry
and Charles Darnay landed in Paris,
the former to protect the French
branch of Tellson & Co., and the latter
to befriend an old family servant who
had besought his help. Not until they
aad set foot in Paris did they realize
plunged. Mr. Lorry, on account of his
business relations, was allowed his
| freedom, but Darnay was hurried at
once to the prison of La Force. there
o await his trial. The reason given
| for the outrage was the new law for
| the arrest of all returning French
| amigrantS, but the true cause was that
he had been recognized as Charles
Evremonde.
| These tidlngs soon reached London.
and DIR. Manette, with his daughter
Lucie, fastened to Paris, for he felt
sure that his long confinement in the
Bastile would win for him the sym
pathy of the French people, and thus
enable him to save his son-in-law.
Days and months passed, and although
the Doctor succeeded in gaining a
promise that Darnay'S life should be
spared, the latter was not allowed to
leave his prison.
At last came the dreadful year of
the Reign of Terror. The sympathy
which at first had been given to DR..
Manette had become weakened through
the influence of the bloodthirsty
Madame Defarge. Also, there had been
found in the ruins of the Bastile pa
per which contained DR.. Manette's &C
count of his own abduction and i'm.
prisonment, and pronouncing a solemn
curse upon the House of Evremonde
and their descendants who were de-
clared to be the authors of his eighteen
years of misery. Charles Darnay's
doom was sealed. Back to the Con-
ciergerie and death within twenty-four
hours"
TO Sydney Carton, who had followed
his friends to Paris, came an inspira-
ton. Had he not promised Lucie that
he would die to save life she lOvedf
BY bribery, he gains admittance to the
prison Darnay is removed unconscious
from the cell, and Carton sits down to
await his fate.
Along the Paris streets six tum-
Drills are carrying the days wine to la
guillotine. In the third car sits young
man with his hands bound. AS the
cries from the street arise against him
they only move him to a quiet smile as
he shakes more loosely his hair about
his face.
Crash! A head is held up and the
knitting women who are ranged about
the scaffold count "One."
The third cart comes up and the sup
posed EvremOnde descends. His lips
move, forming the words, "a life you
love"
The murm,Iripp 0f many voicpS tha