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“Dearest Emile,” cried my mother, even these he seemed to hold in greater “ let us have no more of this. Re- estimation than the humble tranquillity member that it is so long since we met. of our remote village. I have him bePray keep these sad reflections for fore me this instant, as he leaned out another time, and let us enjoy the hap- of the window, and looked down the piness of being once more together. valley towards the Spluzen Alps. The

“I have no time for fooling, ma- sun was setting, and only the tops of dame,” said he sternly; “ I have come the very highest glaciers were now a long and weary journey about this touched with its glory; their peaks boy. It is unlikely that I can afford shone like burnished gold in the sea to occupy myself with his affairs again. of sky, azure and cloudless. The rest Let him have the benefit-- if benefit of the landscape was softened down there be of my coming. I would re- into various degrees of shade, but all lieve you of the burden of his support, sufficiently distinct to display the wild and himself of the misery of depen- and fanciful outlines of cliff and crag, dence."

and the zig-zag course by which the I started with surprise. It was the

young

Rhine forced its passage through first time I had ever heard the word the rocky gorge. Never had the scene with reference to myself, and a sense looked in greater beauty - never had of shame, almost to sickness, came every effect of light and shadow been over me, as I stood there.

more happily distributed ; and I watch. • Jasper is my child ; he is all that ed him with eagerness, as he gazed out a son could be to his mother,” cried upon a picture which nothing in all Polly, clasping me in her arms, and Europe can surpass. His countenance kissing my forehead, and I felt as if for a while remained calm, cold, and my very heart was bursting. “Between unmoved ; but at last he broke silence us there is no question of burthen or and said independence.”

“ This it was, then, that gave that « We live in an age of fine senti. dark colouring to all your letters to ments and harsh actions,” said the me, Polly; and I half forgive you as count. “I have seen M. de Robes- I look at it. Gloom and barbarism pierre shed tears over a dead canary, were never more closely united.” and I believe that he could control bis “Oh, Emile, you surely see somefeelings admirably on the Place de thing else in this grand picture?” cried Grêve. Jasper, I see that we must she, in a deprecating voice. finish this conversation when we are “Yes," said he, slowly—“I see poalone together. And now to dinner.” verty and misery — half-fed and half

He assumed a half air of gaiety as clad shepherds-figures of bandit rughe said this, but it was unavailing as gedness and savagery. I see these, a means of rallying my poor mother, and I feel that to live amongst them, whose tearful eyes and trembling lips even for a brief space, would be to entold how sadly dispirited she felt at dure a horrid nightmare." heart.

He moved away as he spoke, and I ha heard much from my mother sauntered slowly out of the room, down about the charms of the count's con- the stairs, and into the street. versation, his brilliant tone, and his “ Follow him, Jasper," cried Polly, powers of fascination. It had been eagerly — "he is dispirited and dea favourite theme with her to dilate pressed – the journey has fatigued upon his wondrous agreeability, and bim, and he looks unwell. Go with the vast range of his acquaintance with him, but do not speak till he addresses popular events and topics. She had

you.” always spoken of him, too, as one of I did not much fancy the duty; but buoyant spirits, and even boyish light. I obeyed without a word. He seemed heartedness. She had even told me to have quickened his pace, as he dethat he would be my companion, like scended; for when I reached the street, one of my own age. With what dis- I could detect his figure at some disappointment, then, did I find him the tance off in the twilight. He walked very reverse of all this. All his views rapidly on, and when he arrived at the of life savoured of bitterness and scorn bridge he stopped, and, leaning against - all his opinions were tinged with the ballustrade, looked up the valley. scepticism and distrust: he sneered at " Are you weary of this, boy?" asked the great world and its vanities ; but he, while he pointed up the glen.

I shook my head in dissent. fices for you ; but would you endure

"Not tired of it!" he exclaimed the thought of this ? Does not the “not heart-sick of a life of dreary mono- very notion revolt against all your feeltony, without ambition, without an ob. ings of honour and manly indepenject? When I was scarcely older than you dence? Yes, boy, that honest grasp I was a guard-du-corps ; at eighteen I of the hand assures me that you think was in the household, and mixing in 80! You must not, however, let it all the splendour and gaiety of Paris ; appear that I have confided this fact before I was twenty I fought the Duc to you. It is a secret that she would de Valmy and wounded him. At the never forgive my having divulged. Longchamps of that same year I drove The very discussion of it has cost us in the carriage with La Marquese de the widest estrangements we have ever Rochvilliers, and all the world knows suffered, and it would peril the conwhat success that was ! Well, all tinuance of our affection to speak of these things have passed away, and it." now we have a republic, and the coarse “ I will be secret,” said I, firmly. pleasures, and coarser tastes of the “ Do so, boy; and remember that canaille.' Men like me are not the when I speak of your accompanying me mode, and I am too old to conform to to Paris, you express your wish to see the new school. But you are not the capital and its brilliant pleasures. 50; you must leave this, boy; you Show, if not weary of this dreary must enter the world, and at once, existence here, that you at least are too. You shall come back with me to not dead to all higher and nobler amParis."

bitions. Question me about the life “And leave my mother ?”

of the great world, and in your words “She is not your mother ; you have and questions exhibit the interest the no claim on her as such ; I am more theme suggests. I have my own plan your relative than she is, for your mo- for your advancement, of which you ther was my cousin. But we live in shall hear later." times when these ties are not binding. He seemed to expect that I would The guillotine loosens stronger bonds, show some curiosity regarding the and the whisper of the spy is more effi- future, but my thoughts were all too cacious than the law of divorce. You busy with the present. They were must see the capital, and know what all turned to that home I was about life really is. Here you will learn no- to leave_to the fond mother I was thing but the antiquated prejudices to part from—to honest Joseph himof Raper, or the weak follies of self-my guide, my friend, and my others."

companion ; and for what? An unHe only spoke the last word after a known sea, upon which I was to adpause of some seconds, and then mood. venture without enterprise or enthuily sank into silence.

siasm. I did not venture to utter a word, The count continued to talk of and waited patiently till he resumed, Paris, and his various friends there, which he did by saying

with whom he assured me I should be “ The countess has told you nothing a favourite. He pictured the life of of your history-nothing of your cir- the great city in all its brightest cumstances. Well, you shall hear all colours. He mentioned the names of

Indeed there are facts many who had entered it as unknown known to me with which she is unac- and friendless as myself, and yet, in a quainted. For the present, Jasper, I few years, had won their way up to will tell you frankly that the humble high distinction. There was a vaguepittance on which she lives is insuffi- ness in all this, which did not satisfy cient for the additional cost of your me, but I was too deeply occupied support. I can contribute nothing ; I with other thoughts to question or can be but a burthen myself. From cavil at what he said. herself you would never hear this; she When we went back to supper, Rawould go on still, as she has done per was there to pay his respects to bitherto, struggling and pinching, bat- the count. De Gabriac received his tling with privations, and living that respectful compliments coldly and fevered life of combat that is worse haughtily: he even interrupted the than a thousand deaths. Raper, too, little address poor Joseph had so carein his own fashion, would make sacri. fully studied and committed to memo.

from me.

ry, by asking if he still continued with you as he was half-an-hour ago to bewilder his faculties with Greek with me, and you will know the truth.” particles and obsolete dialects ? and “ Oh! Jasper, speak!-leave me not then, without waiting for his reply, he in this dreadful suspense!” cried my mo. seated himself at the table, and ar- ther; “ for in all my troubles, I never ranged his napkin.

pictured to my mind this calamity." “Master Joseph,” said, he half sar- No, no!" said Raper ; “the boy's castically, “ the world has been pleased nature has no duplicity - he never to outlive these follies : they have come thought of this !" to the wise resolve that, when lan- Ask him, I say," cried the count; guages are dead, they ought to be bu

" ask him if he wish not to accompany ried; and they have little sympathy me to Paris." with those who wish to resuscitate and I could bear no longer the power of disinter them."

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that I felt was fixed upon me, “ It is but an abuse of terms to call but, falling at her feet, I hid my face them dead, count,” replied Joseph. in her lap, and cried bitterly. My “ Truth, in whatever tongue it be syl- heart was actually bursting with the labled, does not die. Fidelity to nature fulness of sorrow, and I sobbed myself in our age will be acknowledged as to sleep, still weeping through my correct in centuries after.”

dreams, and shedding hot tears as I “Our own time gives us as good slumbered. models, and with less trouble to look My dream is more graven on my for them,” said the count, flippantly. memory than the events which followed “ Your dreamy book-worm is too my awaking. I could recount the prone to delve in the earth, and not to strange and incoherent fancies which coin the ore that he has discovered. chased each other through my brain Take Jasper there ; you have taught on that night, and yet not tell the him diligently and patiently: I'll be actual occurrences of the following day. sworn you have neglected him in no- I do remember something of sitting thing, so far as your own knowledge beside my mother, with my hand locked went; and yet, before he shall have in hers, and feeling the wet cheek that been three months in Paris, he will from time to time was pressed against look upon you, his master, as an in- my own-of the soft hand, as it parted fant. The interval between you will be the hair upon my forehead, and the wide as the broad Atlantic; and the burning kiss that seemed to sear it. obstacles and crosses, to overcome Passages of intense emotion - how which will be with him the work of a caused I know not-are graven in my second, would be to you difficulties in- mind; memories of a grief that seemsurmountable.

ed to wrench the heart with present “To Paris! Jasper go to Paris!" ex- suffering, and cast shadows of darkest claimed my mother, as she grew deadly meaning on the future. Oh, no! no! pale.

-the sorrows -- if they be indeed sor“Jasper leave us !" cried Raper, in rows of childhood are not short-lived; a tone of terror.

they mould the affections, and dispose “ And why not?” replied the count. them in a fashion that endures for "Is it here you would have him waste many a year to come. the best years of youth ? Is it in While I recall to mind these afficthe wild barbarism of this dreary val- tions of the actual events of my last ley that he will catch glimpses of the hours at Reichenau, I can relate but prizes for which men struggle and the very slightest traits. I do rememcontend? The boy himself has higher ber poor Raper storing my little portand nobler instincts; he feels that this manteau with some of the last few is but the sluggish existence of a mere volumes that remained to him of his peasant; and that yonder is the tour- little store of books — of my mother cament where knights are jousting.” showing me a secret pocket of the

“ And you wish to leave us, Jasper ?" trunk, not to be opened, save when cried my mother, with a quivering lip, some emergency or difficulty liad preand a terrible expression of anxiety in sented itself — of my astonishment at her features.

the number of things provided for my To forsake your home !" muttered use, and the appliances of comfort and Raper.

convenience which were placed at my * Ask himself; let him be as frank disposal—and then, more forcibly than

all else, of the contemptuous scorn with as she clasped me in her arms, till I which the count surveyed the prepara- was torn away by force, and with tion, and asked “ if my wardrobe con- my swimming faculties I thought to tained nothing better than these rags?" have seen her fall fainting to the ground

of the last sad moment of part- -of these I will not speak, for I dare ing - the agony of my mother's grief not, even now!

CHAPTER XXVI.

PARIS IX --'95,

Our journey was a dreary and weari- hairng but one or two occupants. The some one. The diligence travelled superstitious terrors that were rife slowly, and as the weather was dull about it (and there were abundance of and rainy, the road presented nothing ghost stories in vogue) could scarcely of interest, at least of interest sufficient account for this desertion ; for assur. to combat the grief that still oppressed edly the fears of a spiritual world me.

We were upwards of a week could not have proved formidable to travelling before we reached Paris, the class who frequented it; but an which I own presented a very different impression had got abroad, that it aspect from what my ardent imagina- was a favourite resort of the spies of tion had depicted. The narrow streets the police, who often tracked the vicwere scarcely lighted—it was night, tims to this quarter; or at least here the houses seemed poor, and mean, and obtained information of their where. dilapidated; the inhabitants rude- abouts. Plague itself would have been looking and ill-dressed. The women a preferable reputation to such a reespecially were ill-favoured, and with port, and accordingly few but the an air of savage daring and effrontery very poorest and most destitute would I had never seen before. Gangs of accept the shelter of this ill-omened both sexes patrolled the streets, shout- spot. ing in wild chorus some popular chant A single light, twinkling like a faint of the time; and as the diligence did star, showed through the gloom as we pot venture to pierce these crowds, we entered, where some watcher yet sat, were frequently delayed in our pro- but all the rest of the “Place" was in gress to the “ bureau," which was held darkness. Gabriac threw some light in the Rue Didier of the Battignolles, gravel at the window, which was im. for it was in that unfashionable quar- mediately opened, and a head, enveter in which my first impressions of loped in a kerchief by way of nightthe capital were conceived.

cap, appeared. “Remember, boy, I am no longer a " It is I, Pierre," cried he ; come count here," said my companion, as we down and unbar the door!" got out of the conveyance. “I am the Ma Foi,” said the other, " that is citizen Gabriac, and be careful that you unnecessary. The commissaire broke it never forget it. Take that portman- down yesterday, searching for Torteau on your shoulder, and follow chon, and the last fragment cooked me!"

my dinner to day." We treaded a vast number of streets “ And Torchon ; did they catch and alleys, all alike wretched and him?" gloomy, till we entered a little “Place," “No, he escaped; but only to reach which formed a cul de sac" at the the Pont Neuf, where he threw himend of a narrow lane, and was lighted self over the ballustrade into the river." by a single lantern suspended from " And was drowned?" a pole in the centre.

This was

“ Doubtless, he was.” called the Place de Treize, in me- I scarcely regret him," said Gamory, as I afterwards learned, of thir- briac. teen assassins, who had once lived " And I, not at all," replied the there, and been for years the terror of other. “Good night;" and with this the capital. It was now but scantily he closed the window, leaving us to find tenanted, none of the rooms on the our way as best we could. ground floor being inhabited at all ; I followed Gabriae, as he slowly and in some instances an entire house groped his way up the stairs and reached

a door on the third story, of which he the remnant of property to crush the produced the key. He struck a light hell hounds that liveby carnage. One as he passed in, and lighted a small of these bands is called the battalion of lamp, by which I was enabled to see • La Jeunesse Dorée,' and into this I the details of a chamber poorer and have obtained your admission. Meanmore miserable than anything I had while, you will be attached to the staff ever conceived.

A board laid upon of General Danitan, who will employ two chairs served for a table ; and some you in the secretariat' of his comwood-shavings, partially covered by a mand. Remember, boy, your tale is, blanket, formed a bed; a couple of you are the son of parents that have died earthenware pipkins comprised the on the scaffold. You are the nephew cooking utensils, and a leaden basin of Emile de Gabriac, brother of Jules supplied the provisions for the toilet. Louis de Gabriac, your father ; whom

"Lie down there, and take a sleep, you cannot remember. Your life in Jasper, for I have no supper for you," Switzerland you can speak of with said Gabriac ; but his voice had a touch safety. You will not talk of these matof compassionate gentleness in it which ters save to the general, and to him I heard for the first time.

only if questioned about them.” " And you, sir,” said I, “ bave you no • But is this disguise necessary, sir? bed ?”

May I not assume the name I have a “I have no need of one.

I have oc

right to, and accept the fate that would cupation that will not admit of sleep," follow it?” said he. “And now, boy, once for “The guillotine," added he, sarcasall, never question me, nor ask the tically. " Are you so ignorant, child, reasons of what may seem strange or as not to know that England and odd to you. Your own faculties must France are at war, and that your naexplain whatever requires explaining- tionality would be your condemnation? or else you must remain in ignorance;" Follow my guidance or your own,” said and with these words he passed into he, sternly, “but do not seek to weld an inner chamber, from which he the counsels together.” speedily issued forth to descend the “ But may I not know in what serstairs into the street, leaving me alone vice I am enrolled ?" to my slumbers.

And they were “ Later on, when you can underheavy and dreamless ones, for I was stand it," was the cold reply. thoroughly wearied and worn out by “I am not so ignorant,” said I, the road.

taking courage, “as not to be aware I was still asleep, and so soundly of what has happened of late years in that I resisted all efforts to awake me France. I know that the king has till a strong shake effectually succeeded, been executed." and, on looking up, I saw Gabriac “Murdered !-martyred !” broke in standing by my side.

Gabriac. “Get up, boy, and dress. These

“And monarchy abolished.” are your clothes,” said he, pointing to “Suspended - interrupted,” added a uniform of dark green and black, he, in the same voice. But I will with a sword-belt of black leather, not discuss these matters with you, from which hung a short, broad-bladed When you have eaten your breakfast, weapon. The dress was without any take that letter to the address in the richness, still a becoming one, and I Rue Lepelletier, see the general, and put it on without reluctance.

speak with him. As you go along the “ Am I to be a soldier, then ?" asked streets, you will not fail to meet many I, in half shame at disobeying his in- of those to whom your duty will at junction of the night before.

some later period place you in opposi. “ All Paris, all France, is arrayed tion. If they by look, by dress, by at one side or the other just now, Jas- bearing, and manner captivate your per," said he, as he busied himself in

imagination, and seduce

your allegiance the preparation of our coffee. “ The to their ranks, tear off your colours, men who have ruled the nation by the then, and join them, boy; the choice guillotine have exhausted its patience is open to you. My charge is then at last. A spirit, if not of resistance, ended; we are not, nor ever can be of at least self-defence, has arisen, and aught to each other again.” the little that remains of birth and I saw that he would not be ques. blood amongst us bas associated with tioned by me, and forbearing at once

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