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off these marvellous attributes from what Senac part of the civil war, and was present at the battle calls “the material soul of living bodies," and of Edgehill. He afterwards retired to London, in made it a hydraulic machine, yet we find no less the neighborhood of which city he passed the recause for wonder and admiration at its mysterious mainder of his days. In his seventy-fifth year he powers.

built and endowed a library and museum for the To return to Harvey. It was for removing this College of Physicians. He died in June, 1657, at mass of error, for laying bare the most admirable the age of seventy-nine, but' not before the truth of mechanism the world has yet seen, that he was as- his doctrines had been generally recognized; and sailed by the envious and ignorant from every quar- his own professional brethren were proud to do him ter, How well he did his work, we learn from funeral honors. He was buried at Hempstead, Jenty, according to whom, he," with indefatigable where a handsome monument, surmounted by a pains, traced the visiblc veins and arteries through- marble bust, was placed over his grave by the Colout the body, in their whole progress from and to lege of Physicians. It was said of him that “his the heart, so as to demonstrate, even to the most candor, cheerfulness, and goodness of heart were incredulous, not only that blood circulates through conspicuous in his whole life, as well as in his the langs and heart, but the very manner how, and writings, and exhibit a worthy pattern for future the time in which that great work is performed.” imitation ;' and that one of his noblest characterTo this “indefatigable pains” we doubtless owe istics was love for his profession, and a desire for the six large diagrams, of the size of life, still pre- the maintenance of its honor. served in the College of Physicians, showing all What a striking commentary do these facts afthe blood-vessels of the human body; and prepared ford on the ignorance and selfishness of society! with such nicety, as to display distinctly the semi- How easily have the many suffered themselves to lunar valves at the entrance of the aorta, by which be led by the interested few, whose motives were he used to illustrate his lectures. The delivery of too often of the most despicable character. This these lectures, however, involved him in much suf- is the more to be wondered at, as experience, if fering and luss. In the confusion and riots of the not policy, might have dictated the question, cui civil war, his house in London was pillaged and bono? How was this answered in Harvey's case ? burnt, with many valuable papers, whose destruc- Hobbes says of him, he " is the only man I know, tion was irreparable, and caused bim constant re- that, conquering envy, hath established a new docgret. "In the eyes of his contemporaries, he was trine in his lifetime! —and yet twenty-five years looked upon only as a dissecter of insects, frogs, elapsed before this was accomplished. For a quarand other reptiles." And on the authority of Au- ter of a century had this great truth to struggle brey, we learn that Harvey said, "that, after his against the malice, jealousy, and stupidity of its booke of the Circnlation of the Blood came out, he enemies, who denied the discoverer's claim to orifell mightily in his practice. * 'T was be- ginality, with as little reason as those who disputed lieved by the vulgar he was crackbrained ; and all | Galileo's discovery of Jupiter's satellites, on the the physicians were against his opinion, and an- ground that a Dutchman had previously invented a noyed him.”

telescope. Mankind, however, have always been The persecution of Harvey appears to have been prone to persecute new truths; whether they shall prompted only by the mean passions of his contem- continue to do do, depends greatly on the present poraries. No other motive is obvious; for it is generation. difficult to see in what way “the craft” was en- Harvey's reputation has now nothing to fear. dangered. In his case, however, as in many oth- The circulation of the blood is universally admitted ers, it almost appeared as if men had some strong to be the first great discovery after the promulgapersonal interest in keeping back the truth, so ea- tion of the Baconian method; and thongh giants gerly did they exert themselves to resist it. Car- in mind have lived since, with all the facilities rere, rector of the academy of Perpignan, wrote a which use and example in the inductive method thesis against the doctrine. It was also attacked have given, only one greater and more complete with great virulence by Dr. Primrose, and by Rio- discovery-the discovery of gravitation-has ever lan, the celebrated French anatomist. Harvey been made. nevertheless found friends. Folli, physician at the court of the Medici, the first to attempt the trans- The first volume of a work intended to completely fasion of blood, was an ardent propagator of his exhibit England's Colonial Empire has just been istheory. In his own country, he gained a powerful sued by the enterprising colonial publishers, Smith advocate in Sir George Ent, who published a book and Elder. The author is Mr. Pridham, who, in a in his favor. The “ momes and detractors” were modest preface, apologizes for having at so early an also replied to in temperate language by Harvey age undertaken so gigantic a task. The first volume, himself. He says—"I think it a thing unworthy however, shows no lack of either ability, research, or of a philosopher, and a searcher of the truth, to knowledge. It is occupied with an excellent account return bad words for bad words; and I think I shall of the Mauritius, divided into four parts: the first do better, and more advised, if, with the light of part gives its history from its discovery by the Portutrue and evident observations, I shall wipe away guese to the present time; the second describes its those symptoms of incivility.” To those who inhabitants and their institutions and state ; the third launted him with being nothing more than a dis- its physical features and natural productions; and sector of insignificant reptiles, he replied, with as the fourth its industry, commerce, and

government. much truth as impressiveness, “If you will enter As we are tied to space, we can only say, that amwith Heraclitus, in Aristotle, into a work-house ple information is given on all these heads, and that, (for so I call it) for inspection of viler creatures, regarding the extent of the author's design, and the come hither, for the immortal gods are here like evidence he gives of the requisite qualifications to wise ; and the great and Almighty Father is some- carry it out satisfactorily, we make no doubt that times more conspicuous in the least and most in- his work will be a valuable addition to the history considerable creatures.

and geography of our colonial empire. The present Harvey attended the king in his journeys during volume is complete in itself.—Britunnia.

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From Fraser's Magazine. to some loving eyes for half that time, an exclamaTHE STORY OF THE PRETTY OLD WOMAN OF tion of dismay, almost amounting to horror, attracted VEVAY.

my attention to the door of our vehicle. Few, if any, of our common-place sayings, are

It came from such an animal—such a contrast to less contradicted thau that which asserts all human the diligence and its freight. It-I use the neuter expectations to be liable to disappointment. So 1 pronoun as the most appropriate—it was one of philosophized as I stood on blue Leman's shores,

those beings who have appeared in France since and beheld for the first time Geneva and her far. Algiers became one of its country towns-halffamed lake. I could scarcely remember a period in Arab, and, I was going to add, half-woman in cosmy life when I had not imaged to myself more

But let me describe it. glorious things than even poets, romancers, or phi, hair, long beard and moustache ; a cap of blue

A short, embonpoint figure, with long curled losophers had sung or said upon these beautiful shores; and when the wish of my childhood was

cloth, worked with gold thread, on its head, a loose realized, and I beheld with my waking eyes the pelisse of fine purple, with a capote or hood, and vision of my day-dreams, the sensations I experi- the elbow ; very wide trousers, nearly of the same

wide sleeves, turned up with black velvet nearly to enced were those of keen disappointment, mingled color, terminating round the waist, with a splendid with a degree of doubting surprise.

“ Is this, then, Geneva ?—is this the Lake of sash of heavy silk, brilliant in gold, crimson, and Geneva ?" I repeated.

purple dyes-a vest most daintily delicate. “Oh, you will be more satisfied when you go to

Is it marvellous that the shriek of dismay had Vevay !” was the response.

burst from such an exquisite creature on the prosAnd to Vevay I went, and at Vevay I was sat-pect of being immured alive in a diligence full of isfied.

such company as I have described ? He declared A curious little journey it was that I made to wait a full quarter of an hour in the street while he

it to be impossible he could enter; and we had to Vevay. It has supplied me with remembrances utterly unknown to those of the million who have after a violent altercation with the conducteur on

was debating the important subject. At length, travelled the same little distance in their own luxurious carriage and with their English-speaking to place, some £ s. d. reasons probably made him

the iniquity of transporting such people from place courier.

The memory of that journey has floated over my compromise his dignity, and gathering his clothes brain ever since, until at last it has become a sort as tightly as he could around him, with a deep sigh of necessity to put its history on paper.

or moan, a look of suffering, and the prettiest air I went in a small diligence from Geneva to

of mingled heroism and timidity, he put himself and Vevay. When I had entered it the other places noticing the offer of the ugly woman to go outside,

his pelisse carefully into our vehicle, scarcely were almost immediately occupied (with the excep- and leave more room for both articles in the corner tion of one) by some country-looking women, who he appropriated. I fear I was indulging in reverie certainly had not the smallest pretensions, either in dress, manner, or appearance. One of them was, in- on the follies and vulgar impertinences of this deed, so remarkably and curiously ugly as actually strange world of ours, when I was awakened into to cease to be disagreeable. I contemplated the a broad smile by the ugly woman asking the pretty combination of ugliness in her face and features one, with an easy nod of her head towards the fine with a degree of interest. Another, who sat be- young monsieur, if he were her garçon, using the

word in one of its senses- s-bachelor or lover. side was the prettiest little old creature, for a woman who must have been fast completing the difficult not to join in, although the horror and aver

The hearty laugh of the little old creature it latter part of our allotted scores of years, I think I Her color was a lively rose ; her bright their merriment, might have been an antidote to its

sion depicted in the rueful face of the subject of brown eyes shone with an animation which gave influence. them more than the mere fire of youth. All her features, though, in correspondence with her figure,

“My garçon!she cried, turning fully round they were smail, were almost perfect in form; but, if he were ignorant of their language, or a sort of

to the terrified-looking man, and gazing at him as alas! her lips, which had once undoubtedly been as the opening rose, or twin-cherries on one stalk, nonentity with whom reserve was unnecessary, had considerably fallen in, for all the pretty dame's

my garçon! he is too young for that, I think ; front teeth had fallen out, and the little pointed

if you had said my son, indeed, it might well be.” chin, with a sort of expression peculiar to itself,

“ Undoubtedly, yes,” returned the other, with was more retroussé in consequence. As for the apparent simplicity, though it was easy to see the whole face, you could scarcely help smiling when simplicity. was assumed, and that they were both you looked at it. Yet, while its expression was

good-humoredly revenging themselves for the condecidedly merry, there was something more than tempt of our exquisite companion ; “.

Your son, ah! he is too young mirth to be read in it, at least by à discerning meant, certainly.

to be your lover-i sce that now eye.

The half-Arab darted such a look at me, whole The ugly woman had an immense pocket in front of her checked apron, filled with roasted chesnuts, pages of indignant notes of interrogation were which she kept offering with assiduous hospitality written therein. In spite of my politeness, I smiled to all our company. But while I was engaged in

a well-pleasing answer. He clearly saw that the observing the beauty that had sustained the wear with no sympathy. Besides, he saw me eat some

indignity and insult to which he was exposed met and tear of more than threescore years, and the ugliness that had, perhaps, become fondly familiar roasted chesnuts which the ugly woman offered me

from the great pocket of her apron. * The circumstances of this story are related just as dently considered that it might be as well not to they really occurred. But the history of the young coun- disturb the suppositions of the two old dames, tess is here related in the first person, instead of being since, as there were two other female tongues given in the more lively language of the pretty old woman of Vevay.

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stirring up a hornet's nest. So he stayed quite, Well, it is an old story now!. He loved me-yes quiet, until, thinking they had gone far enough in - I loved him : that is all of it. their decisions respecting his relationship or future At last I had passed my sixteenth year; it destiny, they began to look out of the windows, was high time to be married then. He wished to and the pretty woman, as if for the first time at- marry me; he knew his parents would not consent, tracted by a great staring notice on the way-side, but he declared his sentiments to my father, aná called out

for his sole answer he received a dismissal from our “Look there! what folly !—they have written house, and a command to return to his father.” up · The road for Italy,' and it is the road for Our Algerian nodded his well-covered head apVeray !"

provingly. The utter simplicity of this speech, in our Alge- “ That was honorable and just to his benefactor. rian's opinion, quite conciliated his wounded vani- Did your Inclination acquiesce ? He should have ty, for it was ridiculous to be mortified by such taken you off at once. ignorant creatures, and his harmless countenance “He submitted entirely, but it is true he whisresumed its self-complacent expression, as he threw pered to me sometimes an assurance that my

father me a glance of condescending pity, and, repeating would yet change his mind. He was allowed to “ The road for Vevay!” added, with infinite con- stay some time longer with us; but, to prevent all descension, turning to the speaker

danger, my father resolved to marry me to a rich “You have never been farther than from Geneva old widower who sought my hand. He had a son to Vevay in your life !" while his tone almost syl- older than my Inclination. Bah! it was a contrast labled the inference, " I have been to Algiers.” a little too striking! I knew my Inclination would

“Yes, I have been farther,” she replied, turning never change his mind, and I could not think of her bright, dark, smiling eyes, with a rather know- ever marrying any one but him.” ing sort of look, upon his face.

• Assuredly, one should only marry the person “ Indeed !--not so far as Lyons, however ?"

one loves." “Yes, farther."

· Yes, and then to marry one as old as my “ Impossible! What! to Marseilles?

father! Well, I knew if I resisted, M. M“Even to Marseilles,” she replied, nodding her would be desired to recall his son, and I knew he head, as if she might say more.

would regret leaving Vevay, and I knew I ought “ And what could bring you there?" demanded not to wish to be his wife; so when I saw my the travelled man, measuring her with his eye from father was resolved on marrying me to the old man, head to foot; for a Frenchman who has travelled a 1 said to myself, ' It is you, Minette, that must delittle thinks a great deal of it, and a travelled wo- part. You must leave all-father, mother, lover, man is a sort of wonder.

Vevay ! yes, better leave them all than be degraded " It was on account of an Inclination I had,” and miserable !' the old dame answered.

“ I had a comrade, a young girl who had been I did not understand the word “ Inclination” so at Marseilles. I made her my confidante; she used, and the laugh of our fellow-traveller was gave me a letter of recommendation to a relation therefore unintelligible, until he told me that she of hers who had a magasin in that town. Finally, had gone from Vevay to Marseilies on account of a I set out on foot and in secret ; I got on I know lover.

not how, and reached Marseilles.” 66 Was your Inclination, then, at Marseilles ?”


Inclination ?" No, at Vevay.'

“ He knew no more of me than any one else. “ Then you forsook him ?-was that the other When every inquiry had been made for me in vain, day?” with something of a sneer.

he went away, some say to sea, and was never "It was about fifty years ago; I was sixteen then.” heard of more

“But how then?--your Inclination was at Ve- "Well, what did you do afterwards ?” said her vay, yet, on his account, you went to Marseilles, curious questioner, who was evidently relaxing at sixteen?" still interrogated the other, whose into a singular degree of sympathy with the pretty curiosity was evidently overcoming his exclusiveness. old woman.

“Yes, he was too good—too high for me !" she “I remained at Marseilles ; the merchant was replied, and her eye was less bright, and even her good to me; he had no children; I learned to cheek less pink, when she spoke the words, though manage his affairs ; I was quick then, expert at half a century had passed away.

all. Finally, the revolution had broken out; it “You know M. M-of Geneva, perhaps ?" was the reign of terror. Just then I got a letter she added.

from my comrade at Vevay; she told me that my “ By name, yes," was the answer ; a most old lover, the widower, was dead, that my parents respectable family.

had suffered for me deeply, and her conscience "Well, it was his brother."

accused her of favoring my departure from them; An exclamation of wonder was uttered at the she told me that my Inclination was gone, no one intelligence.

knew whither, and that they were without joy or " And he forsook you ?"

consolation. I resolved to return home; I wrote Pah! listen, and you will not say so. to my father, telling him I was alive and well. I “ Then you married your Inclination ?'' did not ask his forgiveness, but I promised to re

“Patience !—I say no! Did you never hear turn to him, and to obey him in all things except that M. M— had one brother-án elder brother, in marrying any one but my Inclination. It was who went away on his travels when he was quite very hazardous to travel then, but it was hazardous young, and was never heard of more?,

also to stay still. Some time after I had arranged * Certainly, that is a well-known story." to return to Switzerland our merchant came to me;

"Well, he was my Inclination. He lived gen- he looked pallid and distracted. He called me erally at Vevay with my father; he studied there, into his closet, and, shutting the door carefully, and lodged with us. My father was under great asked me if I were determined to make that jourobligations to him. Claude was a few years older ney

I answered, than myself; we were almost always together.

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« These are perilous times, Minette,” he said. I 06.She will take me—she will bring me to You are very young--you are so pretty, 100!' him!' stretched her arms towards me. He went on thus, as if thinking of something else. “I ran to her, she fell on my bosom;

I wept, • You are so very pretty, Minette, you are more and a few tears then dropped from her eyes. The likely to be observed.'

merchant said « Voilà un malheur de plus !' I replied; but I

66. Thank God, she weeps! could not help it, you know,

" After this I did not leave her. Night came Yet you are prudent, Minette,' the old man on; she at first resisted my attempts to disrobe her continued, and you have courage ; more, God of her soiled and torn, bút rich dress. She felt, help me, than I have !!

however, as if against her will, the relief which a " I saw now that he had some real cause for bath and a bed afforded, and sank into a sleep that anxiety or fear, and I answered him

restored her brain, and, perhaps, saved her from Yes, I have some courage, if you wish to madness. make use of it.'

“She opened her eyes with a cry, an exclama"Not for myself, my girl, not for myself; but, tion of fear and horror, and the words, ' My father, in short, there is a young lady here who wants my father!' When she recognized me at her side, to get to Strasburg, if she could travel with you.' she held out her arms again, like a frightened child, Certainly ; why not?'

and, throwing herself on my neck, said66,6 Ah ! these are sad times, my child-danger- "1" You are surely my good angel! I recognize ous times. She is ill, Minette; she must be ill all your looks as such ! God tells me by you along the road. You understand, you must be her He will save me. What are you called?" she bonne, her nurse, act for her, speak for her; she added. must not appear, she must recline in the carriage, "Minette, madame.' and be supported when she descends, well ««• Ah! you need not say madame, I am only wrapped up, so as not to be exposed to the air. mademoiselle. But listen, Minette, you shall There is much of this sickness abroad now, Mi- know all. Our merchant here is afraid, he thinks nette!'

you will be so too, and does not wish you to know “ I looked at him, and then I said,

all, at least till we reach StrasburgYes, there is, I know, much of this sickness Vevay, mademoiselle-I go to Vevay.' abroad now ; it is because the blood is let to flow Vevay, then; you will leave me at Vevay, so freely. You may employ me; I will be the poor will you? No matier, God sent you to me, He lady's nurse.'

will send me another Minette.' I was touched by “ Brave girl!' he cried, "brave Minette, you this piety, and the poor girl continued, 'Yes, you have divined all! yes, we can trust you! Come, shall know all, I will not lead you blindfold into you shall see this sick lady-this poor bleeding dove!' danger. I shall have courage now, and calmness,

“I never had seen our master thus agitated be- to relate it all to you ; you will then know who fore; he was always fearful, but now he had cause you will have to do with ; and if you have courage to be so. The daughter of a noted royalist had as well as goodness, well; if not, it is better not taken refuge in his house. He led me upstairs, to deceive.' and, by a long passage, we reached a wall, in " Mademoiselle lay quiet a few minutes, and which he had made a secret door, to be used in then having tried to compose herself for the case of danger. This conducted to a large loft be- task, pressed her hand on her lovely brow, and neath the roof of the house ; on entering I beheld said a spectacle that yet appears to be present to my "You have heard, Minette, of the dreadful eyes.

deed committed not more than nine days since in A light and tall figure, clothed entirely in the neighborhood of Vaucluse ?! white, lay along the couch that had been carried Ah, truly, I had ! and all the world beside ; thither; the dress was torn and disarranged, but for the whole population of a village had been the feeble lamp-light rendered its whiteness more murdered, the village itself burnt to ashes, because discernible than the daylight would have done ; for the Tree of Liberty had been cut down in the it was dirty, too. A veil of rich lace still partly night.' covered the head, which had no other covering They cut down the Tree of Liberty !! cried save the rich and beautiful hair which fell from it mademoiselle, flinging her head upon the pillow, in the wildest disorder; pieces of white orange- and burying her face in it as if to shut out some blossoms, fragments of a wreath that had evidently horrible image. • It was in honor of my marriage bound it for a bridal-day, were still caught, here the fires were kindled, and the guns fired at the and there, in its locks.

poor people ! "A slight convulsive tremor caused that form to Hush, hush!'. I said ; . if you commence quiver as we entered; the head was raised ; the thus, you must not go on ; and I have no wish to eyes looked forward with a fearing, inquiring gaze. hear anything, unless it may be of use to yourself The paleness of death was on the sweetest face I by showing me how I must act so as to serve you. ever saw in my life. One small spot on the But if, as you say, your good angel has sent me to upper part of the cheek was flushed with a fever- save you, will you, by giving way to despair, lose ish red.

the chance of saving yourself?' “She regarded me fixedly with those large, ". You are right, Minette !' she answered, with open, deep blue eyes, as if scarcely conscious of a sob; you are wiser than I am. My senses at what was going on, yet indistinctly sensible of the times fail me. Pray to God for me, Mineite, that relief of a woman's presence. The merchant ap- | I may be calm. I want you to know all, that you proached her with an air of deep respect, and spoke may also know what you may have to expect. some words in a conciliating tone. She started on Listen to me now. My father, the Comte de hearing thern, looked eagerly at me, and, crying — was the proprietor of the ill-fated district out in a broken and feeble voice

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that village-nearer to Vaucluse." I was his only over our heads. Our wedding-day was fixed. child-his heiress-an idolized one, what need had Previous to its dawn, the Tree of Liberty, which I to acquire your firmness and patience ?-all was had been erected in the village, was cut down in softness and peace around me. My mother, hap- the night, no one knew by whom. pily for her, died some years ago. Many have ". It was evening : we stood before the altar. sought my hand in marriage; but even from child- Minette, I see now the red light from that old hood, my distant relative, Henri de Renzi, alone stained window in our chapel falling full upon my had shared my heart with my beloved father. He father's noble head!! had loved me, and I loved him as my life. Life! “She raised herself on her elbow, and looked up yet it is dear-oh, how dear!' cried the poor to the skylight of the loft. Oh, Father of young countess, with an affecting look of feeble- Heaven!' she cried, and dropped back again ; ness; I never knew how dear until I saw that her long hair fell over her face, and hid its emohideous death!'

tion. “There was a youth brought up with me in “ I raised her head, and saw that emotion was the castle, Minette, whom I always knew to be a not expressed there ; it was almost calm. She relative, yet saw treated with the disrespect shown looked at me silently for some time, and then, to one in a degrading position ; he was neither holding up the third finger of her left hand, she among the domestics, nor with their superiors. saidEmile was the illegitimate son of one of my ". See, Minette, it is not here!' father's cousins : he supported him from charity. “The ring, mademoiselle ?'

"Latterly, this young man had behaved to me 60. Yes, the ring,' she repeated ; and, with a in an extraordinary manner'; indeed, his manner shudder, the hand fell down. was changed to every one. It had become inde- You had better tell me no more, mademoipendent and overbearing; he had imbibed the selle; I can guess the rest. You were a widow principles of the revolution ; he raved of liberty before you were a wife! and equality. It was pride urged him on; he had No, no, you are wrong !–God grant you secretly writhed under the odium affixed to his may be wrong! Listen now, I can go on. My birth, and felt the degradation to which he ap- father had bestowed this hand, he had given it to peared willingly to submit. He aspired now to be Henri de Renzi; the ring that was to bind me to the equal of the heiress of the Comte de V- ; him forever was already half-way on this finger, in fact, he dared to declare to me his love; and, there was a cry in the open air-a cry at the bolder still, to demand me from my father. chapel-door-a cry behind us in the aisle! The

"I know not why I treated Emile with so priest stood still, with terror staring in his eyes : a much tenderness-gentleness, at least. I pitied villager, streaming with blood, staggered towards him ; I saw the cause of his error ; I feared also us; he uttered the words, . Save yourselves !' and to exasperate him, for I knew of his secret associ- fell. My father, with a face of death, yet comation with the revolutionists, and I trembled lest he posed and ever noble in aspect, caught me to his might expose my dear father, who was an ultra- breast, pressed me to the heart where life had royalist, though he took no part in politics, to nearly ceased to beat, bent his knee before our bridanger.

dal altar, and said, 6. My father, however, either did not share my "God preserve-preserve my child, and reapprehensions, or partook not in my cautious for- ceive me to thine eternal mercy !' bearance. Indignant at the presumption of the 6. The next instant the chapel was full of abandoned youth he had protected, he drove him bloody men. Alas! alas! that good old priest ! froro his presence with reproaches.

" There was a long silence. The poor young 6. Emile left the château to return no more. countess, however, resumed her fearful story, as if

"Henri de Renzi, who was then with his regi- unconscious that she had paused. ment at Strasburg, had never had my father's posi- 5. I was in white, Minette ; the veil was on my tive sanction, until the conduct of Emile, and his head, and the orange-wreath in my hair, but the undisguised threats of yet having power to effect ring had fallen from my finger. I was in Avignon his purposes, led him to reflect on what might instead of being in our own castle—instead of being possibly become my position if he were to fall a in our own dear chapel. I did not see the priest, victim to the ruthless spirit of the time.

I did not see Henri ; I saw my father-yes, I saw " His own pure and noble character, his retir- him but for a moment I saw that countenance, ing and benevolent disposition, would be no coun- pale yet firm—that noble head!' terbalance to his firm loyalist principles, and 666 Mademoiselle, I can hear you no longer ; attachment to his king and the unfortunate queen. this agitation must be fatal-fatal, at least, to all

". Perhaps it was a presentiment that I did not your hopes of escape.' then penetrate, a desire to provide for my safety, "Escape ? Can that be? Is that my wish ? which led him to favor De Renzi, who, though a Yes, escape or death!—but together. I will not royalist himself in principle, had powerful friends distress you further, good Minette ; you know among the opposite party. Finally, he sent enough now. The old palace of the popes at for him, and presented him to me as my hus- Avignon, its blood-stained tower, that was his band.

scaffold and his tomb of sixty more also, nobles Ah, Minette! that was a joyful surprise to of the land ! Ah!' she exclaimed, with a frantic both. The time that was to intervene before our start, they threw quicklime over them !' and a marriage was short, and busily occupied. I saw sort of muttering laugh, more terrible to hear than my father grave-sad-often lost in painful sighs or groans, burst from her dry and quivering thoughts; but we were so happy, we did not lips. always think even of the horrors that were being "Anxious to divert so horrible a recollection, I perpetrated in our land.

asked her how she had escaped. • I saw even Henri look at times anxious, yet "! I do not know,' she answered—I do not I never noticed the storm that was then lowering know why I was reserved, nor where they were

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