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Nevertheless, in characteristic defiance of her fiats, the ' and sad; and yet not so sad as drenched and weary, for he boy of her heart was often too much for her wavering | was cheered by a sense of success in a good cause. will. In spite of all her doubt and dread as to how he

1 Faint sounds came from the barn, and he looked that

way. Figures came singly and in pairs through the doors would look to others who loved him not, she loved him

- all walking awkwardly, and abashed, save the foremost, so entirely, and saw him so distinctly, that the passion

who wore a red jacket, and advanced with bis hands in his to individualize him, to paint him as she saw him,

pockets, whistling. The others shambled after with a conwould overpower all the menacing thoughts waiting in science-stricken air: the wbole procession was not unlike ambush, and with sure but delicate strokes the image Flaxman's group of the suitors tottering on towards the inof the boy traced amid all his environments and entan fernal regions under the conduct of Mercury. The gnarled glements became week by week more vividly distinct.

shapes passed into the village, Troy, their leader, entering And when in the unconscious glow of creation she

the farm-house. Not a single one of them had turned his

face to the ricks, or apparently bestowed one thought upon held him up to the eyes of untutored Evelyn, who

their condition. Soon Oak too went homeward, by a diflaughed and cried over him with equal delight, Agnes

ferent route from theirs. In front of him against the wet, had already found her audience and tasted the only glazed surface of the lane he saw a person walking yet unalloyed sweet of authorship.

more slowly than himself, under an umbrella. The man Thus the soul-child grew in shade and sunshine, | turned and apparently started : he was Boldwood. amid laughter and tears. He had attained the perfect “How are you this morning, sir ? ” said Oak. stature of his boyhood, and his whole story was told,

“Yes, it is a wet day. Oh, I am well, very well I thank before Miss Buzzill returned with her spring goods

you : quite well.”

“I am glad to hear it, sir.” from Montreal. The very day that Jim Dare carried

Boldwood seemed to awake to the present by degrees. the precious package containing his story in his inside “ You look tired and ill, Oak,” he said then, desultorily pocket through the woods and over the hills to the regarding his companion. post-office at Dufferin, Miss Buzzill herself appeared in *I am tired. You look strangely altered, sir." the door of the log-house at the Pinnacle. She came

"I? Not a bit of it: I am well enough. What put that to inquire when “ Madame Darcy” (as she was called

into your head ?"

“I thought you didn't look quite so topping as you used by Evelyn's "quality ”') would come to the Corners to

to, that was all.” make ready for “the opening." Miss Buzzill's orange

“Indeed, then, you are mistaken,” said Boldwood, shortly. tinged countenance was illuminated by a bonnet of the “ Nothing hurts me. My constitution is an iron one." brightest canary. She said, “I thought I'd give 'em at “ I've been working hard to get our ricks covered, and meetin' jest a spec of what's comin'. None of yer gay, was barely in time. Never had such a struggle in my life. dashin' colors for me, I can tell ye. What I will hev ... Yours of course are safe, sir ?. is a plain, stiddy yaller.”

“Oh yes." Boldwood added after an interval of silence,

" What did you ask, Oak ? "
(To be continued.)

“Your ricks are all covered before this time?”
“ No."

“At any rate, the large ones upon the stone staddles ? " FAR FROM THE MADDING CROWD.

“ They are not.”

“ Those under the hedge ?CHAPTER XXXVIII. RAIN: ONE SOLITARY MEETS “ No. I forgot to tell the thatcher to set about it." ANOTHER.

“ Nor the little one by the stile ?'

“ Nor the little one by the stile. I overlooked the ricks It was now five o'clock, and the dawn was promising to this year.” break in hues of drab and ash.

• Then not a tenth of your corn will come to measure, The air changed its temperature and stirred itself more vigorously. Cool, elastic breezes coursed in transparent “Possibly not.” eddies round Oak's face. The wind shifted yet a point “ Overlooked them," repeated Gabriel slowly to himself. or two and blew stronger. In ten minutes every wind | It is difficult to describe the intensely dramatic effect that of heaven seemed to be roaming at large. Some of the announcement had upon Oak at such a moment. All the thatching on the wheat-stacks was now whirled fantasti night he had been feeling that the neglect he was laboring cally aloft, and had to be replaced and weighted with some to repair was abnormal and isolated — the only instance of rails that lay near at hand. This done, Oak slaved away the kind within the circuit of the country. Yet at this again at the barley. A huge drop of rain smote his face, very time, within the same parish, a greater waste had the wind snarled round every corner, the trees rocked to | been going on, uncomplained of and disregarded. A few the bases of their trunks, and the twigs clashed in strife. months earlier Boldwood's forgetting his husbandry would Driving in spars at any point and on any system inch by have been as preposterous an idea as a sailor forgetting he inch he covered more and more safely from ruin this dis- | was in a ship. Dak was just thinking that whatever he tracting impersonation of seven hundred pounds. The . himself might have suffered from Bathsheba's marriage, rain came on in earnest, and Oak soon felt the water to be here was a man who had suffered more, when Boldwood tracking cold and clammy routes down his back. Ulti spoke in a changed voice — that of one who yearned to mately he was reduced well-nigh to a homogeneous sop, make a confidence and relieve his heart by an outpouring. and a decoction of his person trickled down and stood in a “ Oak, you know as well as I that things have gone pool at the foot of the ladder. The rain stretched obliquely wrong with me lately. I may as well own it. I was going through the dull atmosphere in liquid spines, unbroken in to get a little settled in life; but in some way my plan has continuity between their beginnings in the clouds and their come to nothing." points in him.

“I thought my mistress would have married you,” said Oak suddenly remembered that eight months before this Gabriel, not knowing enough of the full depths of Boldtime he had been fighting against fire in the same spot as wood's love to keep silence on the farmer's account, and desperately as he was fighting against water now — and for determined not to evade discipline by doing so on his own. a futile love of the same woman. As for her - But Oak “ However, it is so sometimes, and nothing happens that was generous and true, and dismissed his reflections.

we expect,” he added, with the repose of a man whom misIt was about seven o'clock in the dark leaden morning fortune had inured rather than subdued. when Gabriel came down from the last stack, and thank “I dare say I am a joke about the parish,” said Boldfully exclaimed, “ It is done!” He was drenched, weary, wood, as if the subject came irresistibly to his tongue, and


| again.”

with a miserable lightness meant to express his indiffer- / since she had been to see them, and it was quite impossible ence.

to allow the grand festivities of the “ wooden wedding” to “Oh no: I don't think that.”

take place without ber. So after a somewhat elaborate “But the real truth of the matter is that there was not, correspondence between the Widow Grubner and Frau as some fancy, any jilting on - her part. No engage Liebe, the farmer's wife, whose right hand Louison was, a ment ever existed between me and Miss Everdene. Peo. leave of a fortnight was obtained, and the day was fixed ple say so, but it is untrue: she never promised me!” Bold for the young girl's arrival at Brushofen. wood stood still now and turned his wild face to Oak. Old Gruhner, accompanied by his granddaughter, « Oh, Gabriel,” he continued, “I am weak and foolish, and Gretchen, went to meet her at the coach. I don't know what, and I can't fend off my miserable grief ! “'Two weeks, two whole weeks, my Louison,” cried .... I had some faint belief in the mercy of God till I Gretchen, grasping her friend's hand as they walked tolost that woman. Yes, He prepared a gourd to shade me, gether up the steep cliff path that led to the cottage. and like the prophet I thanked Him and was glad. But the “ Only think how delightfull And before the end of that next day He prepared a worm to smite the gourd, and time Hans Steimer will have asked thee to marry him, and wither it; and I feel it is better to die than to live.”

then thou wilt stay here always, and live in the pretty new A silence followed. Boldwood aroused himself from the cottage by the mill, and we shall never part with thee momentary mood of confidence into which he had drifted, and walked on again, resuming his usual reserve.

" Come, come," retorted Louison, “how dcst thou know “No, Gabriel," he resumed with a carelessness wbich that by the time Hans Steimer pleases to say "Wilt was like the smile on the countenance of a skull; “it was

thou ?" I shall not please to say • Nay'?” made more of by other people than ever it was by us. I do But as she spoke a smile curled the corners of her pretty feel a little regret occasionally, but no woman ever had

| mouth, and her eyes sparkled, all hidden though they were power over me for any length of time. Well, good morn by their long lashes. ing. I can trust you not to mention to others what has "Well, well, we shall see," returned Gretchen, wisely passed between us two here."

resolving not to press the matter, at least for the present. (To be continued.)

And there were naturally many other subjects of conversation interesting to the family party, or at least to the women portion of it: many questions to ask and be an

swered, many friends to be inquired for and discussed. THE WOODEN WEDDING.

A merry and talkative group were they, as they sat to

gether that evening at work, by the open window of the “Of course Louison must come home for the wooden cottage kitchen. It seemed as though they could never wedding," decided the whole of the Grubpers assembled get to the end of their absorbing topics — births, marriages, in full family conclave; the said family conclave being deatbs, changes of one kind or another, rumors of what composed of Grandfather and Grandmother Gruhner, might be, or might have been, flirtations, feuds: who does Widow Grubner, and her two daughters, Margot, whose not know the thousand and one elements of village gossip ? fifth wedding day was to be celebrated, and Gretchen, the If the conversation flagged for a moment, it was sure to laughter-loving, youngest of the family. Besides whom break out again directly with an “Oh! what do you were present Wilhelm Raus, Margot's husband, and Hans, think?or “ Have you heard ? ” or “Do tell me.” And the miller's son.

then on the tongues would go again, as glibly as though “ Yes, yes, Fräulein Louison must come home for the not a word had been spoken for hours. wedding, of course," echoed Hans.

“ Oh! these women, these women," grumbled old GrandAnd then everybody laughed. First of all, because no father Grubner. “ Just listen to them click clack, click one in the world but Hans would have dreamed of dignify: clacking, for all the world like a flock of geese. Set five ing little Louison Grubner with so imposing a title; and women together, and some mischief will be brewing, one next, because poor Hans could never so much as mention may be sure of that.” And yet, in spite of his protests, it Louison's name, titled or not, without causing a laugh in did not seem that the old man had really any very strong the family circle. His admiration for that young person, aversion himself to a little gossip, since he bovered about freely expressed on all occasions when the object of his | the group, pipe in mouth, with some tenacity, instead of affections was not present, and his extreme shyness in following his son-in-law, Wilhelm, to the garden, where her society, bad long been a standing joke in the village he was busy digging potatoes. of Brushofen, and had earned for him the nickname of The forthcoming festivities of the wooden wedding, and “the bashful lover.”

the presents which were expected or promised for the ocWhen they all laughed, Hans blushed a very furious casion, of course took up a considerable share of the conand unbecoming red.

versation, and filled up the pauses of village scandal. The “ Never mind, never mind, friend Hans," said Wilhelm,

custom of giving presents of a special kind on each fifth clapping him on the shoulder encouragingly. “I was young

anniversary of a marriage originated in America, but has once, and timid too, and yet thou seest I took the bull by been largely adopted in Germany. On the fifth anniverthe horns at last; and I would advise thee "

sary of the wedding-day all the gifts must be of wood, on But the advice was drowned in a chorus of laughter and the tenth of tin, on the fifteenth of china, and so on until expostulations. Margot, perhaps not unnaturally, objected the silver, the twenty-fifth ; the golden, the fiftieth ; and the to be compared to a horned bull; and Wilhela's timidity diamond, the seldom-reached seventy-fifth year of wedlock, had not been so patent to the world, even in his young is attained. There was naturally a good deal of arrangedays, as to have made much impression upon it, it would ment required, and some anxiety manifested by the notable seem.

young housewife that the offerings should be such as would However, it was quite decided that Louison was to come give satisfaction alike to the donor and the recipients, that home.

rarest of all cases in the giving and receiving of presents. She was a bright, dark-eyed girl of about seventeen, an Possibly Margot had never heard of that unhappy bridal orpban niece of Widow Grubner, and the bosom friend of pair whose thoughtful friends provided them with ten her cousin Gretchen, who was her junior by a few months. toast-racks as wedding gifts. But experience or learning Louison lived, as a rule, with some distant relatives, who of some kind had evidently made her wise, and she was were farmers, a few miles from Königsberg ; but her holi resolved that no mistake of such a kind should occur in days, somewhat few and far between, were always spent in her case. Though the gifts might be limited in kind, as the Gruhners' little cottage, which from her cbildbood had well as in cost, there was no reason why they should not been considered as her real home, and her visits to Brush be of very various description. At least so it would seem fen were looked forward to by all the members of the from the list which she counted on ber fingers, more than family with great pleasure. It was now almost a year twice over, for her cousin's benefit, and which included

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among other things an arm-chair, a tea-caddy, a carved | “No, indeed, she is not, my poor Hans.”
necklace, a picture frame, three spoons, a brooch, a potato The smile fades suddenly away from the young man's
bowl, and a washing tub.

face. Gretchen puts on a very long face too, and shakes
“Ah, by the bye," she says, rather suddenly, after one of her head dismally.
those dead pauses which occur even in the most animated “What is it, Gretchen ? Don't keep me in suspense.
conversations, “ by the bye, my husband tells me that Hans Has anything bappened to her? Is she ill? Is she -
Steimer will come this evening to ask what his present to What's the good of making mysteries ? Everybody knows
me shall be. I must decide. What dost think, grand how I love her,” cries Hans, gaining sudden courage.
mother, of a little bracket for the wall that would just hold “ Yes, everybody except Louison herself,” says Gretchen.
the best Dutch china teapot ?”

Another tug at the dress — an imploring tug this time. “ I think that would be capital,” responds the old lady. Louison feels her situation becoming extremely embarrass

Meanwhile a look of intelligence passes between the ing. But Gretchen's tongue is not so easily stopped. The other women. Louison, who is sitting close by Gretchen, very spirit of mischief seems to have taken possession of works away very steadily, and pretends not to see it. her. “Everybody except Louison herself," she repeats.

“ I doubt if Margot's present is the only reason for Hans' “ Could you — could you not help me a little when she coming up to-night,” says Widow Gruhner, smiling at her comes ? ” asks Hans in an undertone, which is meant for niece.

Gretchen's ear alone, but which reaches several other pairs “ How should he know I was here ? ” asks poor Louison, of ears besides. betraying herself unconsciously, and then blushing crimson Gretchen laughs. “ Not I. Manage thine own business, to the very tips of her ears.

Master Hans. Besides, did I not tell thee that she is not There is a general laugh. At the same moment Louison coming? that, in short, thou art a day after the fair?” — drops the needle she is working with, and goes on her a vehement pull at the dress — “ that there are attractions knees on the floor to find it. Suddenly her beart beats at Königsberg" - a still more vehement pull, and sometumultuously. It seems to have flown to her head, and to thing like a groan from Hans -- "a farmer, you must know, be knocking a very tattoo on her brain ; the sound of a young, handsome, and rich” – footstep, of a well-known voice, has reached her listening This is too much. Louison's patience and discretion ears long before the others are conscious of it. It is not alike give way. She scrambles up to her feet. a very musical voice; it does not belong to a very remark “ Gretchen, Gretchen, how can you, how dare you !" able or specially charming person. Hans is, after all, but she cries, her cheeks all aflame. a commonplace, every-day sort of young man; but yet to Of course there is a laugh from the whole circle. As for the little girl groping about in the twilight after the missing Hans, at the first sight of the unexpected apparition his needle the voice has a charm sweeter than any other on new-found courage suddenly takes flight, and he with it. earth, the round commonplace face, under the round When they look round for him, to explain matters, he is shabby hat, has a radiance and beauty no other face will nowbere to be seen. Possibly the remembrance of his late ever equal in her eyes. After all, is it not every day love boldness has produced a reaction ; possibly the last piece of which makes every-day happiness ?

intelligence about the handsome young farmer at Königs“ Canst thou not find that needle?" asks Gretchen; and berg has proved too much for his nerves ; or possibly he then, looking suddenly up, “ Why, only think, Louison, may be hurt and offended at the little trick which has been here is Hans!" As if Louison had not known that an age played upon him. This is the fear which troubles Louago! “Here he comes. I thought so. Get up - or, no, ison. no,” in a whisper, “ stay there, and we will pretend thou “ Oh, Gretchen, Gretchen, how unkind, to be sure ! hast not come; and we will hear what he says.”

Who would have dreamed to hear thee say such things ?” “ Well, Hans, thou art a good example of the old prov she cries. erb, for we were but just speaking of thee,” says Grand “ What a goose art thou to turn a little innocent bit of father Gruhner as the young man approaches, and leans fun into such a scene, Louison! Why didst thou not stay against the open window, pipe in mouth.

quiet ? Gretchen holds her work spread out so as to hide kneel “I think thou wert carrying thy nonsense too far, ing Louison. Hans bids them all good evening, but gazes Gretchen," says the widow. “ See, thou hast vexed Hans, round the small room somewhat disconsolately, seeking for and made Louison cry." that which he finds not. Oh for a glimpse of a small plump “ And he will think it is all true," sobs Louison. figure in a dark serge dress, a pair of bright dark eyes, and “ Nav, nay, child," puts in the old grandmother, consolcoral lips that part to show a row of pearly teeth! sighs the | ingly, “never fear. It will all come right in time. Most young man — sighs, and blindly curses fate, because like things do, if we will only have patience." many another foolish mortal he cannot see a yard before “He will know that it was all Gretchen's nonsense,” his face.

suggests the old grandfather. “I will go and see if I 66 Ah, Hans, is it thou ?” says laughing, mischievous can find him anywhere about, and bring him in to thee." Gretchen. “ Poor Hans! I am sorry for thee if it is to pay “ No, no, grandfather," cries the little maiden between thy respects to our fair cousin thou art come.”

her sobs. « It is all my own fault. Don't fetch him. - What folly of Gretchen, to be sure!” grumbles Mar Don't go after him. If he is angry, it is quite right — got under her breath. “She will put my present quite out quite. He must think me so horrid, so bold. He must of his stupid head, and we all know that is what he has think I only wanted to hear him say" really come about.” She moves quickly from her seat and “ He loved you.” It is Gretchen, half mischievous and whispers to her mother. An idea has struck her that after half repentant, who fills up the blank. all two smaller brackets, one for each side of the chimney “He will never say so again," sobs Louison. piece, would be better than one. “Dost think it would be “And wouldst thou care so very, very much if he did too much to ask for?” she inquires of her mother.

not ? Eh ?” asks Gretchen. Louison's face is hidden in But the good widow is so much amused with the small her hands. She does not see a shadow that creeps stealthdomestic comedy going on before her, that she can scarcely ily every moment nearer and nearer to the open window. pay due and proper attention to the weighty matter of the Gretchen stands before her. “ Dost thou indeed care for bracket.

him so much, little one ?As for Hans, if Margot and her wooden wedding bad Louison does not look up. The words that she says are ever been very prominent matters of interest in his head, not many, and are broken with sobs. But, few or many, it is quite clear of them now. At the present moment one they are to the purpose. More to the purpose than listenidea alone possesses the young lover.

ing Hans would have dared to hope for -- more to the “ How – why – what dost thou mean?" he stammers. purpose than he would ever have heard had he not played “Is not Fräulein — I mean she - is she not coming ?eavesdropper in his turn.

Louison gives Gretchen's dress a little tremulous pull. Before they are fairly out of her mouth, there is a rustle

of the creeper outside the house, a leap through the win- | Some exchange blows, for here not only do they quarrel, dow, and before Louison can turn to fly she is caught, but not unfrequently carry their contention to a fatal close. caged, held fast, in a pair of strong young arms. What Some merely exchange coarse epithets. Some carouse, for need of more love-making when the love was made al here money will procure anything. And some - yokeready?

fellows in iniquity these — arrange their defence, and disLouison protests. “Oh! it was mean, unfair of thee, cuss the probabilities of conviction. The last is the occuHans; I could not have believed it,” she cries.

pation of the two committed on the charge of bewitching But she dries her tears, and Hans helps her.

and poisoning Hain sellin Planete and his wife, Agnesot, of “ But at least thou wert as bad," Hans retorts. “I the Rue des Fosses St. Germain. One of the two, Margot never could have believed it of thee either."

de la Barre, alias du Coignet, is a hard-featured, deter“ Then I suppose we must forgive one another."

mined-looking woman, between fifty and sixty, who, pre“I suppose we must try."

vious to her incarceration, kept a tavern of no good repute And so they settle it.

in the Rue Froidmantel, a street in the vicinity of the And very soon after the wooden wedding comes another, Louvre, as indeed are all the streets mentioned in this where, we may be sure, laughing Gretchenacts the part of trial. The other, Marion la Droituriere, alias l'Estallée, is bridesmaid.

less than half the age of her companion, but of quite an" 'T was all thy fault,” Louison says to her, as they walk other exterior, being remarkably tall and thin. It is evihome.

dent that she has been a gaudy bird at no distant date; " Entirely,” echoes IIans. “I never should have thought but imprisonment has stripped off much of her gay plumage, of such a thing but for thee and thy tricks. But I forgive and sorely bedraggled the rest. She is by profession what thee."

we would term " an unfortunate" - one of the highest “And thou, Louison ?asks the girl.

class, however, being a member of a singular body attached “Well, I will see how Hans behaves in the future. I to the French court. will tell thee on — on the day of my wooden wedding." The jailers appear, and Margot is led up to the hall of But as she looks up into her young husband's face she

judgment. On this occasion the court is composed of the does not seem to have much fear.

Provost of the Châtelet, his lieutenant, his auditor, the " Ah! talking of wooden weddings, thou hast quite for King's advocate, and six other personages learned in the gotten all about poor Margot and her bracket,” says Lou law, termed examiners. The preliminary formalities are ison.

gone through and the trial begins. Margot is questioned I will give her a pair instead of one,” says Hans. on oath respecting her former life. She replies that she And so they were all made happy,

was born in the town of Beaune, in the Gastenois; that for many a year she had led a vagabond and an immoral life, “ sometimes in one town, sometimes in another," set

tling eventually in the Rue Froidmantel. We may add A WITCH TRIAL IN THE FOURTEENTH what was elicited bit by bit in the course of the trial, that CENTURY.

during the latter portion of her career, the professions of

sorceress, quack, and not improbably poisoner, had been In this paper we intend to follow the course which the conjoined to that of keeper of a house of dubious repute. trial actually took. Perhaps it would be possible to im Concerning the bewitchinent of Planete and his wife she prove the story it tells by throwing it into another shape. explains that the man was an old acquaintance, in the But it is also possible that such a process might effectually | habit of frequenting her tavern with l'Estallée, his amie, destroy its value as an illustration of manners and super up almost to the day of his marriage - an event which stition five hundred years ago.

had taken place but a few weeks previous to the trial. We will suppose that our readers have paid a visit to “Immediately after the wedding,” she goes on to relate, the Châtelet — the Old Bailey of Paris - on Saturday, “I was informed by mutual friends that Agnesot was the 30th of July, 1390. Originally erected as a tête de afflicted with a disease which caused her brain to exude pont, to cover the entrance of the city by way of the through her eyes, nose, and mouth, and I was requested to Bridge au Change, it consisted of a square keep, with tur do something for the poor woman. Then I bethought me rets at the angles. Through its centre, straight to the of a certain secret which my mother had taught me in my bridge, ran a narrow passage, with heavy gates at its ex- | youth, and I told these people that, with God to aid, 'I tremities. The last crumbling remains of the Châtelet would soon relieve her. "Taking a garland, composed of were removed in 1792. But four hundred years earlier, herbs which I had purchased on the eve of St. John last though it was then so ancient that the date of its foun- | past, I went to the Rue des Fosses St. Germain. On the dation had passed out of memory, it was still formidable. way I paused to gather a bunch of shepherd's-purse, 1 Like many another old fortification, the course of time, in | which I saw growing near the hostelry of Alençon, close removing it from the outskirts of the city to the centre, | by the Louvre, and which I twined in the garland as I had turned it into a prison. Having surveyed its massy went. Admitted to the bedside of Agnesot, I acquainted walls and grim old battlements, we penetrate through a myself, as well as I could, with her malady. Then I said number of gloomy corridors to the Grieche, or woman's to her, · Mon amie, I gave you no garland for your wedcell. It is a low, vaulted chamber of considerable extent ding-day, but I give you one now, and I assure you that - dim, damp, and unclean exceedingly. It has no furni you could not wear a better one. It is a garland to unbeture: a stone bench which runs round it serves as a seat witch yourself, or any other person upon whom a spell has by day and a couch by night. And yet this miserable been laid.' So saying, I twined the garland round her lodging must be paid for, at the rate of two deniers a night, head, outside her cap. Then I repeated three paters, and by those who cannot or will not pay a great deal more for as many aves, and crossed her in the name of the Trinity. accommodation hardly superior elsewhere. The author Afterwards I said, • Twice have I cast a blight upon you, ities do not provide the prisoners with food. Of this, and thrice do I remove it, in the name of the Trinity !'” however, there is seldom any scarcity. Commiseration for The last sentence was a damning admission. the captive is one of the foremost duties inculcated by Concerning Hainsellin, she told that some days precedmediæval religion, and the bags which hang from the grat ing her visit to his wife he had called at her tavern to reings of the Châtelet are filled daily with the contributions quest assistance for himself, who was then suffering from of the charitable. Besides, it is so common for the con « fevers," and that, for the sake of old acquaintance, she scientious to traverse the city, at stated times, in search of had furnished him with a charm composed of shepherd'salms for those in durance, that contemporary satire has purse wrapped up in a white rag, which she directed him seized upon the practice as one of the many characteristics of hypocrisy.

1 The weed named was a noted ingredient in witch preparations. Aware

of this, Margot endeavored to give its appearance in her garland the seeming The prisoners in the Grièche are variously occupied. Of accidenti

to carry on his person, promising that it would secure his The court was by this time increased to eleven - the recovery within eleven days.

five fresh members probably having been all attracted to To further questions she replied that she was totally the Châtelet by the unusual interest which the trial began ignorant of the art of witchcraft. When reminded of an to assume. A good deal of discussion among the judges admission made by her during the examination preceding followed the departure of Marion. Its very length shows her committal for trial, she denied, in the strongest manner, that it was not altogether unfavorable to her. In the end having ever said that she knew Agnesot to be spellbound, it was decided that she, too, should be put to the torture, or having made any remark at all concerning her, save | but not until Margot had been subjected thereto a second that, within three or four days of putting on the wreath, a time. The crone therefore was summoned, and stretched notable change would take place in her health.

on the rack. But the stern persuasions of the small bed Having heard all that Margot thought fit to state, the and the great one had not the smallest effect on her obstijudges consulted thereupon. Then, “duly considering her nacy. So ended the doings of the day. former life, the contradictions between her various state There was no court on Tuesday; but on Wednesday, ments, the suspicious herbs found in her possession, the the 3d of August, its members assembled to the number absurdity of a person pretending to reverse a spell who of seven, and Marion was led before it. The proceedings did not know how to impose it, and the extraordinary ad opened with a little “ scene." When the principal tormission contained in her version of the formula which she turer, Oudin de Rochefort, seized the woman to prepare had used when placing the garland on the head of Agne her for the iron couch, she burst from his grasp, and treated sot they decided that, in the interests of truth and jug the worshipful magistrates to not a little of her mind. tice, it was necessary to put her to the question."

She warned them, with suitable gestures and interjections, The last paragraph, which we have borrowed pretty to “mind what they were about in dealing thus with a exactly from the record, seems very legal and logical. But woman of good fame." She declared, with deep earnestwe beg to assure our readers that it meant absolutely noth ness, that she was entirely ignorant of the charges brought ing. We have gone over nearly a hundred reports of trials against her. And she closed as neat an oration as was which took place at the Châtelet about this period, without ever delivered under such circumstances, with an appeal finding a single instance in which resort was not had to to the Court of Parliament. the question.

Such an appeal, even from such lips, was not to be disMargot was put to the question forthwith, “ on the little regarded. The work of torture was suspended, and notice bed and the great one," but not another word could be of the appeal was transmitted to the body concerned, drawn from her. She was then released, chafed, as usual, which, as it happened, was sitting at that moment. The in the kitchen, and then relegated to her cell. So far she message received prompt attention, and the messengers – had reason to consider herself safe. There was no decisive the honorable and learned Master Pierre Lesclot, and the evidence against her. She thought she could trust her merely learned Master Guillaume Porel, both members accomplice to keep silence, and the old sinner had not the of the Court of Parliament, as well as of the Court of the smallest doubt concerning her own firmness.

Châtelet - were sent back on the instant, with full powers On Monday, August the 18t, the court reassembled. | to decide as to the validity of the appeal. So quickly was There were present six members, two of whom had not all this done, that the examination was resumed and carried appeared at the former sitting. This time l'Estallée was through the remainder of the stage that same day. Clearly produced for examination, and with her several dumb but | old French law had not yet put on those tedious forms of rather dangerous witnesses, consisting of one or two dried which Hamlet complains so bitterly. herbs, a piece of moss, and a lock of hair, which had been Her appeal being disallowed, Marion was placed on the found in her box. She, too, was required to give an ac. rack — but no further confession could be drawn from her. count of her former life in the first instance. The moss, She was then removed, and Margot was brought up from she stated, had been given her as a souvenir by a former the Grieche, and tortured for the third time. The old paramour, an English squire, who had gathered it with his tavern-keeper, however, proved no more yielding than own hands by the brink of a well where, according to tra- beretofore, and the court adjourned. dition, a virgin had been beheaded. It was supposed to | The next day l'Estallée was ordered to be questioned contain certain mystic virtues, and in return therefor she by water. This torture was much the same in 1390 as had given the squire a lock of her hair, for wbich scarcely when it was witnessed by Evelyn, in the same place, in as much could be said. One would have thought that such | 1651. Here, according to the diarist of Say's Court, the a token was hardly of the kind to pass between people like | wrists of the malefactor were bound with a strong rope, or these ; but such were the good old times.

small cable, to an 'iron ring in the wall, about four feet Concerning Hainsellin, l'Estallée was sufficiently diffuse. from the floor. Then his feet were fastened with another She declared witbout the smallest reserve, or regard for cable “ about five foot farther than his utmost length, to womanly or legal decorum, and to the very beards of those another ring on the floor of the room. Thus suspended, " most potent, grave, and reverend signiors,” that she had l vet lying but aslant, they slid an horse of wood under the loved, still loved, and would continue to love him better rope that bound his feet, which so exceedingly stiffened it, than any man in the world, and, as she added with vehe- | as served the fellow's joints in miserable sort, drawing ment passion, “better than any man that ever could be him out at length in an extraordinary manner, he having born into the world.” The tuft of hair was his. Once on only a pair of linen drawers on his naked body. Then a time when he was leaving her, as she thought, far too they questioned, which not confessing, they put a higher 800n, she tried to arrest him in a playful way. She seized horse under the rope, to increase the torture and extension. his hood by one of the corners : he pulled against her, and in this agony, confessing nothing, the executioner with a thus the thing was torn off, and with it these hairs. He horn -- just such as they drench horses with — stuck the escaped for the time; but she wrapped up the hairs in the end of it into his mouth, and poured the quantity of two fragment of red cloth, and put the packet away among the buckets of water down his throat and over him, which so things which she valued most.

prodigiously swelled him, as would have pitied and afShe denied that she had ever gathered any herbs for frighted any one to see. ... It represented to me the magical purposes, or that she had ever uttered a threat intolerable sufferings which our Blessed Saviour must concerning Hainsellin. She admitted that his marriage needs undergo when His body was hanging with all its had grieved her exceedingly -- more, far more, than any. | weight upon the Cross.” The torture thus faithfully dething that had ever before befallen her. And she admitted scribed was 80 terrible that few ever endured it beyond having said that he would have reason to rue the day - the first stage, and so it happened in this instance. Before not as a threat, but because she knew full well that never, a single drop of water could be poured upon her Marion never more would he find any woman in this world to sac was vanquished by her sufferings, and entreated to be rifice herself for him as she had done. This was all that released, promising to tell all. Her desire was complied she had to say, and she was sent back to her cell.

with. “Then,” writes the greffier, with nauseous affecta

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