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+<div style="line-height:200%">
+<h2>THE</h2>
+
+<h1>REBELLION IN THE CEVENNES,</h1>
+
+<h2>AN HISTORICAL NOVEL</h2>
+
+<h3>IN TWO VOLUMES.</h3>
+
+<h2>BY LUDWIG TIECK.</h2>
+</div>
+<div style="margin-top:36pt; margin-bottom:36pt">
+<h3>TRANSLATED FROM THE GERMAN BY</h3>
+<h2>MADAME BURETTE.</h2>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="W10">
+<h3>VOL. II.</h3>
+<hr class="W10">
+
+
+<h2>LONDON: D. NUTT, FLEET STREET.</h2>
+<h3>DUBLIN: J. CUMMING.--EDINBURGH: BELL AND BRADFUTE.</h3>
+<h3>1845.</h3>
+
+<br>
+<br>
+
+<h2>THE</h2>
+<h1>REBELLION IN THE CEVENNES.</h1>
+
+<br>
+<br>
+<hr class="W20">
+<h2>CHAPTER I.</h2>
+
+<p class="continue">The next morning Edmond felt himself considerably better.
+Cavalier continually flitted before his eyes, and it appeared to him as if arms
+lifted him from his couch, in order to follow his friends. When Eustace had
+fallen asleep towards noon, he arose quietly, took his rifle and with light
+footsteps hastily descended the mountain path. He felt light and well, it seemed
+as if he had never yet walked so rapidly and so indefatigably. He avoided the
+high road, and again a sort of instinctive knowledge conducted him through the
+shortest and safest ways.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">When the sun went down and the shadows became darker, images
+arose in his imagination more clear and defined with the encreasing obscurity.
+When night came on, he also distinguished the other forms in the group, his
+father, Franz, the paternal home and the little slumbering Eveline appeared to
+him, dark figures were lurking about, threatening destruction.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">An hour before midnight, he was standing on the top of a
+mountain, beneath him lay a dark valley, a large house, lights gleamed from only
+a few of the windows. What was his surprise on recovering his recollection. It
+was his home, and he arrived at it by a road that he had never before trodden.
+Here he had lately waved a last farewell to his father. He descended. He heard
+whisperings in the vineyard, he perceived figures moving along creeping.
+Familiar as he was with the place, he easily gained the back of a rocky wall of
+a grotto in which he heard voices speaking. &quot;It must soon take place,&quot; said a
+hoarse voice, &quot;and truly as I have arranged, it would be better from the garden,
+let us all assemble in the vaulted passage, from thence we shall with greater
+facility reach the lower window. Two or three others might in the mean while
+ascend the ladder and enter by the window there above. The old man, the child
+and the domestics must be put to death. But no shooting, I tell you, for there
+are royal troops quite close, who would most certainly forbid us to plunder, on
+that account also you must not set fire to the house.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Edmond stole down, behind the barn he found Cavalier and his
+troop, who were amazed at seeing him so suddenly and rejoiced at the news he
+brought. He conducted them by a different way into the garden and posted them at
+the back of the entwined arbour, which, moreover, had no opening at the sides.
+He took half of the troops with him to guard the entrance. The robbers were
+already in the dark beach avenue; when they saw men advancing towards them they
+retreated, but Edmond pursued them; a fray ensued in the obscurity, and Cavalier
+and his party now also appeared and surrounded the assassins. Cavalier quickly
+caused a torch to be lighted and after a short, but murderous combat, when the
+bravest of the robbers had fallen, the rest were compelled to surrender,
+Cavalier caused them to be bound and carried away by his soldiers.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Edmond accompanied by a few followers went in the stillness of
+night round the house. He found a ladder ready placed by which it was evident
+that some of the robbers intended to enter. He could not resist the inclination
+to visit again the house of his childhood. When he reached the top, he found the
+whole household asleep, all the lights were extinguished. He now opened the hall
+door, there sat his venerable father, sleeping in an arm-chair, a night lamp by
+his side, the holy scriptures open before him. How pale and suffering he looked;
+for in the night, fatigue had overpowered him in his meditations. Edmond
+approached softly, and with a beating heart. &quot;He has given his angels charge
+over thee, that they may keep thee in all thy ways.&quot; This passage presented
+itself to his eyes from the open book. Inspired he looked up, wrote his name on
+a slip of paper and placed it upon this text of the bible. Then in his dream the
+old man sighed, &quot;Edmond! my son!&quot;--&quot;Oh how unworthy am I of these tones, this
+affection, this attachment!&quot; said Edmond to himself. He was impelled downwards,
+he kissed his fathers feet and then departed.--He shut the window, caused the
+ladder to be carried into the garden and then followed Cavalier's troop through
+the night back into the wood.</p>
+
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<h2>CHAPTER II.</h2>
+
+<p class="continue">They proceeded with the troop in silence. In order to elude
+the king's soldiers, who were in the neighbourhood, they were compelled to make
+a circuit. Catinat with his band conducted the prisoners that they might be
+delivered up to Roland, to pronounce sentence on them in the lonely mountains,
+and Cavalier and Edmond separated from their companions in order to reach the
+distant height by a footpath through the wood.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">They walked together in silence for a long time. In Edmond's
+mind all that had appeared to him solid was by the late crowding events thrown
+confusedly together. The wound and the weakness that it occasioned, the
+wandering in the night and the emotions which alternately shook him, had at
+first wonderfully raised his mental and physical strength, and now almost
+entirely exhausted it. As they advanced farther into the obscurity of the wood,
+he thought of himself and his concerns as of a stranger; what he had
+experienced, what desired and effected flitted in his memory as a strange tale
+of by-gone times, and Cavalier appeared either to respect his silence, or to be
+himself too much occupied with weighty thoughts to require any conversation. On
+issuing from the wood, the light of the moon broke forth from behind heavy,
+lowering clouds. As the silvery light with its calm brightness spread over the
+rocks, the venerable head of his father presented itself to the imagination of
+the youth, and a refreshing and reviving flood of tears gushed from his eyes. He
+turned to his companion to excuse his long protracted silence.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Brother,&quot; replied the latter, &quot;the spirit has also visited me
+and shewn me visions in which I viewed a consoling futurity. Oh that that, which
+I know will and must take place, would soon happen, to spare the blood and
+sorrow of the poor people.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;What has been revealed to thee beloved brother,&quot; asked
+Edmond.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">They seated themselves on a flat piece of rock which bordered
+on a precipice, and Cavalier began: &quot;I imagined myself transported far, far from
+hence, beyond our mountains, our plains and rivers. I quitted my native
+mountains reluctantly. I saw foreign cities, I heard the various tones of
+different men. As I was carried away through the immensity of space, a
+beautiful, a very beautiful garden opened to my view, many cascades were
+throwing their waters up in the warm summer air, and beneath them there were
+strange figures of men and fish, and naked women, and marine animals,
+artificially hewn out of brilliant stone, every thing, such as I had never
+before seen, and I know not if I ever heard of them. A large and very extensive
+palace shone and dazzled with its innumerable columns and windows. While I was
+viewing all in amazement, I suddenly felt a conviction that I should immediately
+see our king, our Louis, descend from the great steps before which I stood, that
+I should speak to him, that he had already been waiting for me; and thus it
+happened, in all the splendour of majesty, surrounded by his whole court, he
+descended. He did not embarrass me, it was merely dazzling, as when the sun upon
+his journey suddenly darts through a vapour, and we still retain and know all
+our ideas and purposes. Now then was the moment upon which the fate of our
+country hung, in which to say all to him, who had requested to speak to me, and
+to move his humane, his kingly heart. This hour will come, in which the
+salvation of many, many thousands will repose on my tongue, and the Lord will
+then lay his fiery flame upon it, that its brand may also light his spirit; then
+will our brethren and our faith be free, then will all our foes fall powerless
+to the ground, and the sword be no more required. I will pray that this glorious
+day may only soon arrive, soon be sent by the Lord; that there may be an end to
+this unhappy warfare. When, just as I intended to address the King, we issued
+from the wood; thou spakest to me, and the prophetic vision disappeared.&quot; &quot;How
+camest thou lately, my friend and brother, into our house?&quot; asked Edmond, &quot;a
+multiplicity of events has prevented me until this moment from asking you about
+it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;That was a very, very disastrous day,&quot; replied Cavalier, as
+they proceeded onwards. &quot;We were surrounded on all sides, by the treachery of a
+few faithless brethren, we were enticed down into the plain, the spirit was
+silent within us and we thought ourselves secure. A part of my people had gone
+to encounter the hermit and I heard (a false report as I afterwards learned)
+that he had been entirely routed, when, suddenly, another new army was in our
+rear. The fugitives before us rallied again and faced round. We were compelled
+to fight our way through in order to find the mountain footpath, where the heavy
+horse of the royal party could not follow; with great loss, it is true, but,
+still fortunately, I led my people through, I succeeded in turning the enemy, so
+that we had them only on one side of us. Fighting and flying we reached the wood
+and being one of the last that I might secure the retreat of my party, I found
+myself suddenly cut off. My horse carried me at full gallop as far as it could, I
+shot dead two dragoons, who were pursuing me, but the noble beast fell down; I
+lost sword, hat, and fire-arms, while I was disengaging myself from the saddle
+scarcely quick enough, I changed clothes with a peasant in a field; soldiers
+were scouring in every direction, at the risk of being recognised. I was forced
+to seek a shelter, and moreover the storm burst forth, and thus the Lord
+conducted me to the house of your venerable father. A few days after, things
+would have been much worse with me, if my younger brother, who is now a prisoner
+at Nismes, had not liberated me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;With what admiration I must look upon thee, brother,&quot; resumed
+Edmond, &quot;thou who younger than I, hast already done such great things, who hast
+had so much success, that the whole country speaks of thee. From whence proceeds
+this daring, yet circumspect courage, this experience, this skill to deceive the
+enemy, to conquer them, or to escape their artful snares! where couldst thou
+have learned all this?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;I have not learned it,&quot; replied Cavalier, &quot;nor do I know if
+the like can be learned. You esteem me too highly, brother Edmond, if you
+believe, that that which I do proceeds from reflection or skill. It is true I do
+not lose courage, I preserve my <i>sang froid</i>, although I see before and around
+me a thousand foes with their swords and guns, but such is my nature, there is
+no merit or extraordinary courage in this. When I was yet a little boy, minding
+my good old nobleman's sheep, I was never frightened when I perceived the wolf.
+I remained calm, and slew two of these bad fellows, whereupon every body admired
+my great courage, and I could not at all understand what they meant by it. Thus,
+then, my spirit was roused, and I engaged in this war, in which I soon succeeded
+in liberating my brethren and defeating the enemy, so that all the companions of
+the faith placed their full confidence in me, and expected the blessing and
+success of their hopes from me; but brother Roland is much wiser and more
+experienced, he has more penetration and I must be considered only as a learner
+in comparison to him, yet the Lord had not endowed him with so much success as
+me, on that account the combatants preferred following me. Now when I lead out
+the brethren, and the affair does not turn out as we have arranged and thought,
+the spirit suddenly directs me, I see, I remark all that which was before
+unknown to me, of its own accord my mouth gives the right orders, it soars, it
+hovers round me, so that I know not what to say, and it leads me and my
+followers through the enemy's troops. Like joyous intoxication, it flies with me
+through the tumult, and the victory is won.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Thou wast a shepherd then in thy childhood?&quot; said Edmond;
+&quot;how fitting if they compare thee to David.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;I grew up poor and desolate in the solitude of the
+mountains,&quot; replied the former: &quot;I had forgotten myself, I could never have
+thought that I should at some future period have to fight for the Lord, for my
+faith had died within me; and I agreed to all they proposed. Until then, zealous
+brethren rekindled the extinguished embers into flame, so that my life was
+restored, and I was enabled to seek and find the Lord. Afterwards, when they had
+so cruelly murdered our brethren, zealous wrath drove me into their holy
+community. And since then, I am an humble instrument in the hand of the Most
+High. I could not believe, that I should have been so highly honored, when I was
+compelled to endure all the drudgery of an apprentice at St. Hypolite, and my
+master, the baker, for a slight, often for no reason at all, beat me and pulled
+my hair; yet he was one of our firm companions in the faith, who, however could
+not control his passion.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;So the priest was right after all,&quot; said Edmond with a smile,
+&quot;when he would recognise you for a baker by your knees.&quot; &quot;Well,&quot; said Cavalier,
+&quot;the singular man is not deficient in intellect and penetration. If he knew more
+of men than of their legs, perhaps he would be less impious, for, from the foot,
+he ought at length to arrive at the heart, and finally at the mind. It is true
+we probably stand in the same relation to great nature; and if the Lord in his
+mercy does not approach us personally, we cannot succeed even in loosening the
+thongs of his shoes, if it is indeed permitted to talk of him in such a worldly
+manner.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Just as daylight was extending itself over every object, and
+when they had turned round a projecting rock, they perceived in the valley
+beneath then, the Camisards marching with their prisoners. At the same moment
+old Favart came running up and announced to them, that Roland had descended with
+a troop from, the summit of that mountain, but that Colonel Julien with a
+considerable body of men, was now posted between them both, and that it would be
+very difficult to turn them. Catinat marched forward with his band and was
+highly exasperated on perceiving the obstacle to his further progress.
+&quot;Mameluke!&quot; exclaimed he, &quot;this Julien whose death I have long since sworn,
+crosses all our undertakings. No mercy, should he once fall into our hands, nor
+need he expect any either, as he is an apostate brother, who has abandoned our
+reformed community, merely to please the government and to enjoy worldly
+honour.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">A loud shouting was heard, and Ravanel with a band, who had
+fortunately escaped the royal troops, rushed from a narrow defile. They halted
+upon the summit and the prisoners were brought forward. The court martial, which
+was quickly held, sentenced them all to death, and scarcely were the words
+pronounced, when the ready Ravanel shot the foremost dead with his pistol, so
+that the gushing blood sprinkled Edmond, who was standing close by. The fallen
+man expired instantly after a few struggles. Edmond drew back pale and
+horrified.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Thou hast surely not seen much blood yet, young man?&quot; cried
+Ravanel mockingly; &quot;Thou oughtst to celebrate thy consecration to-day, and
+massacre some of those wretches thyself.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Not now, brother Ravanel,&quot; said Catinat, &quot;the royal troops
+are stationed so near and we do not know their number, therefore we must not
+attract them hither by our firing. It would be difficult enough to disengage
+ourselves from them afterwards.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;But the villains must not be suffered to live!&quot; exclaimed
+Ravanel, his anger aroused anew, drawing his sword he struck the next prisoner
+to him, who also fell instantly weltering in his blood.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Ought a brother to be blood thirsty?&quot; asked Edmond.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;He ought well be so,&quot; cried Ravanel turning angrily towards
+him: &quot;Oh my friend, he, who has once tasted the pleasure of stretching an enemy
+at his feet, becomes like a lion after the palatable sweetness, scarcely able to
+spare his keeper. I am feeble and weak when I am long without seeing blood; it
+ascends like the smoke of a lamp in the mournful twilight, as the rosy dawn
+after the darkness of night.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Cavalier reprimanded the enthusiast for his cruelty, and
+Catinat led the remaining prisoners to the brink of a precipice, when they fell
+under the swords of the Camisards. Their leader the fiercest among them all,
+only remained alive. He now called out in a powerful voice: &quot;Stay! far be it
+from me to beg for my life, I would not for once owe an obligation to such
+pitiable people, though, what I require, you may grant me without prejudice to
+yourselves.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;What dost thou require, knave?&quot; asked Cavalier, while the
+others clustered still closer round him, &quot;That you unbind my arms,&quot; said the
+fierce, wild man with an expression of the most profound contempt: &quot;that I may
+once more, and for the last time, put my flask to my parched lips, which has
+been a friend and comforter to me in all my sorrows, and that you will
+afterwards be careful to deliver me speedily from such contemptible society as
+yours.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The Camisards murmured and would have cut him down, but at a
+sign from Catinat, they drew back, he himself unloosed the arms of the prisoner,
+and watched him with his drawn sword in his hand, lest despair, perhaps, might
+at the moment of his death, impel him to some fool-hardy attempt. But the
+powerful old man looked round him with the greatest composure, shook his arms
+and shoulders that he might feel his freedom after the restraint he had endured,
+then took a flask of wine from his bosom and emptying it jocosely, dashed it
+against the rock, where it broke in pieces, then turned to the bystanders,
+baring his neck as he said: &quot;Now, if it please you!&quot; Even Ravanel measured him
+with a look of surprise; and Edmond, who had watched all his movements, felt
+himself impelled by an inexplicable feeling to save the life of so ruthless a
+man. &quot;Strange as I may appear to you, beloved brethren,&quot; cried he aloud
+advancing into the circle, &quot;I entreat you nevertheless by the high esteem with
+which you honour me to make over this luckless man to me, that his fate may rest
+in my hands. Shall this lost creature, so unprepared, in all the nakedness of
+his crimes, go before his accusing Judge? shall we not try to moderate the
+fierce temperament and to lead the apostate closer to his Maker? Grant me this
+favour ye friends, do not refuse my petition and accept my own life as a pledge,
+that he will not repay this deliverance by treachery and falsehood?&quot; Cavalier,
+from affection to Edmond, joined his entreaties to those of the youth, and after
+a short opposition from Ravanel and some murmurs from the troop, all unanimously
+consented to pardon the robber. Cavalier informed him that his sentence was
+remitted, that he might, added he, feel, that mercy which exists even in an
+enemy and that he might also seek for mercy at the throne of justice of the
+Eternal. The robber looked long and searchingly with his large fire-darting eyes
+on Edmond. He now bowed low to the little Cavalier, and said with a laughing
+countenance: &quot;Ah! my little man! from whence derivest thou thy knowledge of Him
+on the throne of justice, that thou chatterest about him as if one had only to
+go round the corner there and knock at his house, and fee the doorkeeper for
+admission? You think, therefore, that I shall breathe the air within me, some
+time longer, and look upon this light which I have done for almost these seventy
+years past? Be it so. But I will not deceive you, you shall not give me this
+wretched life in order to rejoice at my conversion, for you have just pitched on
+the wrong one with all your atonement, godliness, and love. I will have nothing
+to do with your stories and fanaticism, with prayers and singing you shall also
+spare me, though I should have no objection to march out with you and fight
+valiantly, because I must do something, or other, and for the present I have
+nothing better to do.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Again a murmour arose, but now, there was no time to pass
+sentence, or to dispute, for the royal troops were already seen marching by.
+Each leader quickly betook himself to his troop, called to them, gave the word
+of command, and in a short time order was restored, and all in readiness to
+await the attack, Edmond and the robber, whose life he had solicited, stood in
+the ranks together. While each ranged himself in opposition to the other,
+several Camisards fell at the first salvo of the small cannon, but undismayed,
+they marched forward, singing their psalms aloud. They soon met hand to hand,
+and all appeared one confused mêleé, for Ravanel and his troop rushed like
+frantic upon the enemy, who soon gave way on that side; others tried to come to
+the help of the panic-striken men, and thus the mass fought confusedly on the
+limited space of ground. A stout officer seized Edmond, while a second raised
+his arm to hew down the youth, when the robber with gigantic strength, seized
+both the soldiers by the hair, and knocked their heads so forcibly together,
+that they fell senseless to the ground. But Edmond was rescued only for a
+moment, for he found himself directly afterwards engaged in a combat with
+several, and a heavy blow upon the arm disabled him. He was taken prisoner,
+while the king's troops were compelled by his friends to give way. They fled
+with their leaders, and carried him with them. He saw himself lost, without hope
+of deliverance.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">In the wood Colonel Julien drew near and viewed his prisoners
+with surprise. He sent detachments hither and thither to reconnoitre the wood;
+he also sent a troop backwards, to see whether the rebels would turn, or if they
+intended to follow them.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Leave this single prisoner to me,&quot; cried he to the last,
+which he also sent forward in some minutes. &quot;I will soon dispose of this unarmed
+man. Is it needful?&quot; turned he to Edmond, when he found himself quite alone with
+the latter; &quot;So young man, must we see each other again? I would not believe the
+reports, nay, I can scarcely trust my own eyes now! Oh thou miserable father of
+so degenerate a son!&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Apostate!&quot; bitterly exclaimed Edmond, &quot;hast thou indeed the
+right to use such language?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Go, fly,&quot; said Julien with an expression of the most
+contemptuous pity; &quot;hasten into this thick underwood, I will pretend not to have
+seen you. Escape ignominy and execution, before my companions return and render
+it impossible.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Edmond sprang into the thick wood, enraged, ashamed and vexed:
+he ran without stopping, and was soon in the most lonely part, and when at last
+he fell exhausted and breathless in the cleft of a rock, he found the stout
+robber reposing there, whose life he had, through pity, generously solicited, as
+he in return had been obliged to accept his own from the hands of a former
+friend, who now despised him.</p>
+
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<h2>CHAPTER III.</h2>
+
+<p class="continue">&quot;Are you satiated with the buffoonery?&quot; asked the fierce man
+of the youth after some time. &quot;I should have thought that you had served your
+apprenticeship, and were now looking about for some more profitable business.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Wretched man!&quot; exclaimed Edmond, &quot;thou, who neither believest
+in God, nor man, begone from my presence, for thy thoughts poison my mind.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Not so haughty, young gentleman,&quot; cried the former in a
+bantering tone! &quot;today my fist, in spite of my poisonous thoughts, has rendered
+you good service, that is, if you do not estimate life as cheaply as I do; but,
+as yet, your milky face has not the appearance of that. Why then are you of a
+disposition so inhumanly virtuous? Let me still continue to enjoy your gracious
+society, for I am indeed yours; early to-day, you begged me off indeed almost
+like a dog, therefore, you must allow me to bark and to remain near you, so that
+no other may bite you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;How couldst thou then have sunk so low?&quot; asked Edmond with
+some little sympathy. &quot;I have merely remained stationary,&quot; said the former
+composedly, &quot;I have only not been enabled to raise myself, and as I have
+perceived no wings on my shoulders, I had no wish to put any on, and still less
+to address myself on the subject to the first best goose I met, who, moreover,
+could not have assisted me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Thou meanest,&quot; said Edmond, &quot;that thou hast formerly been a
+man like others?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Very probably,&quot; replied the robber: &quot;now perhaps there is not
+so great a gulf between you and me. If one man rates himself so highly, then
+certainly to the mind the distance appears immeasureable as between the king and
+the beggar; but place both naked on a desert island together, then are they
+brothers and boon companions, provided the one does not devour the other. Thus
+is it also with the so called souls: when they compose verses, or are in love,
+then indeed they think themselves miracles enshrined, but let them but fall into
+despair, become utterly wild and untractable, then all affectation disappears
+like the rouge from the cheeks of the harlot when she is compelled to wander
+about in a shower of rain.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Have you never heard my name perchance? I am called Lacoste,
+I should be surprised if you had not.&quot; Edmond became thoughtful. &quot;It occurs to
+me,&quot; said he after a while, &quot;that this name is not totally unknown to me; but I
+cannot revive my memory.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Aye, good, young soul,&quot; continued Lacoste in his peculiar
+way. &quot;In your green age, I was a gallant spendthrift, a sweet rabbit, that with
+rosy smiling lips, flattered every one, only tell me, have you ever yet loved
+passionately?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Oh silence!&quot; angrily exclaimed Edmond: &quot;who now would speak
+of that with you?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;A curious discourse that we are holding,&quot; said Lacoste
+coolly; &quot;if you know nothing of it, so much the better for you, but at your age,
+I was so thoroughly in love and enraptured, that a mere touch from me would have
+made a thousand men in love, as by the magnet the bar of iron acquires the power
+of attraction. At that time, the earth, with all its stones, appeared to me
+transparent, I was so benevolent and affectionate, that I would willingly have
+given my eye-brows to the nightingales, that they might carry them to their
+nests, to make a bed for their young brood. And beautiful was my beloved, the
+blind might almost have been aware of it, she was even still more loving and
+compassionate than I was. She would indeed have voluntarily taken upon herself
+all the suffering and sorrows of the whole world, would have even suffered
+herself to be condemned, could she thereby have released from hell, and make the
+hungry and sick, rich and healthy.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Even in your wickedness,&quot; said Edmond, softened, &quot;you
+represent this girl as a noble one, who was well worthy of her heavenly origin.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Heavenly,&quot; said the former, &quot;to disgust: quite natural. That
+is just what I mean. To every beggar she would have freely given her all; but to
+me--she saw my love, my despair, how I only breathed in her looks, how I
+withered away, and my grief, my inexpressible misery would assuredly have driven
+me to the grave or to madness.--But that was indifferent to her, more even then
+indifferent, it was pleasing to her.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;But how is such a thing possible?&quot; asked Edmond.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Every thing has its drawback,&quot; resumed Lacoste. &quot;It is but
+just, when senseless fools, such as I was, are ill-treated by women, that they
+may serve as an example to other simpletons. But she would however have leant to
+mercy's rather than to justice's side, had it not been for a fault that lay
+within myself and which still oppresses me, although I do not see it as such.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;And what is it?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;The same upon which our conversation commenced; those same
+wings which always sit so ridiculously upon us. To come to the point, I was not
+religious; I could by no means comprehend how people made this discovery. I had
+learned to think, to judge, to fancy, but I could believe neither of the new
+lights of which I had heard so much. From whence was I to derive it too? I
+exist, I rejoice if all goes on well with me, shall I render thanks for that? be
+resigned and humble? Well, to whom am I to rescribe the innumerable sorrows? all
+the sufferings of this wretched life? the multiplied griefs? There is no one
+whom I dare accuse of it. But even all this I am to receive with joy and
+humility! If it go well with me: superabundant benevolence; if wrong: parental
+correction. I cannot conceive such things as other brains have done. The
+nameless Being, whom I know not how to represent to myself at all, or only with
+giddiness and with terror, sustains worlds, permits shipwrecks, wars and
+earthquakes, therefore he may now suffer me and my thoughts. But he will, he
+cannot approach me closely, as they say, if I do not draw near him with
+contrition, if I do not believe and speak thus and thus of him; edifices, words,
+prostrations, belong thereto, in order to lay him as by magic in fetters, that
+he may take an interest in me, that he may love me, he must even first excite my
+commiseration. Aye, truly all this roused my wrath. Instead of these loving,
+religious men having patience, instructing and sympathising with me, they
+imagine they can offer no satisfaction to their God of love, if they do not hold
+me in execration.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Fearful man!&quot; exclaimed Edmonds &quot;how could they do otherwise?
+if the flame of the stake be kindly; it certainly is so for such as you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Naturally!&quot; said Lacoste, with a loud laugh. &quot;As the jews
+burn gold out of old garments, so also out of the most hardened, callous and
+heartless sinner, a little spark of religion may be extracted by burning. The
+best and most supportable of all this, is that they massacre and inflict
+martyrdom on one another for the sake of this faith of love, and each treats the
+other as heretic, each curses the other and gives him up to hell, but, however
+much all parties may rage against one another, they still invariably agree in my
+damnation.&quot; &quot;A sign,&quot; said the youth, &quot;that though all may err in themselves,
+with regard to you, they still possess the truth.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;I envy them not their possession,&quot; replied the old man; &quot;my
+life, all my sorrows, even when I became wicked and with justice so, I have
+only to thank this egoism, which calls itself humility, inspiration, love, or
+religion; I was rejected, persecuted, nay to use the silly expression,
+misunderstood, for what man knows another, or even himself? Impoverished,
+brokenhearted, I went forth, and my friends gladly saw me depart. In every
+country this self-same miserable farce was repeated. They would willingly have
+lent me their aid, confided in me, probably have loved me, had I but possessed
+this so called religion. The foolish virtue of my probity was lost sight of,
+that I would pretend to none, even to the very best of them. A few marriages
+which were almost decided upon with me, were broken off for the same cause. It
+did not fare better with me in other quarters of the world; thus am I become an
+old man, thus am I become a villain, and I returned, to revenge myself on my
+beloved countrymen, and on my friends. Then you came and spoiled the thing with
+me: just, you yourself! strange enough!&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;How so?&quot; asked Edmond excited.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Come let us go,&quot; said the stranger, &quot;we ought to seek our
+comrades again.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">They arose and walked as chance directed through mountain and
+wood. When they ascended higher, they observed a thick smoke advancing towards
+them, blackening the heavens with dark clouds. A distant cry directed their
+steps. As they proceeded, they beheld on the summit of the mountain a number of
+rebels moving hurriedly to and fro. When Edmond approached he thought he
+recognised Roland. It was he too, but before he was able to advance towards the
+leader, a young man rushed with a terrific shout, to meet him. &quot;Brother!&quot;
+exclaimed he, interrupted by sobs and rage, &quot;brother, all is over! The
+incendiaries have rendered thee for ever unhappy.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">It was difficult for Edmond to recognise his young friend
+Vila. &quot;What is the matter with thee? whence comest thou?&quot; asked he at length,
+amazed.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;I am now one of yours!&quot; exclaimed Vila: &quot;I have not been able
+to govern my heart, since I beheld the affliction of our people. Yes, I will
+assist you to annihilate, to murder, to tear to pieces these murderous slaves,
+which, to the shame of all created beings, bear but the figures of men.&quot; When
+Edmond desired to question, to gain some information, Vila drew him higher up
+the mountain, and the youth stood again above, and looked down, as on that
+night, upon his father's garden and house; but the house was in ruins, the fire
+was still raging through the apartments, and thick columns of smoke arose,
+between which was seen a consuming glow, that frequently sent red streams
+sideways and upwards; shepherds and peasants stood beneath, many were gazing
+fixedly on the spectacle, some seeking powerless help and deliverance.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Where is my father?&quot; exclaimed Edmond, when he had recovered
+from the first shock. &quot;Fled,&quot; answered Vila, &quot;no one knows whither; child,
+servants, all were compelled to escape, for the Marshal and the Intendant had
+summoned him to a severe account at Nismes. When miscreants, who call themselves
+soldiers, found the house quite empty, they plundered, and then set fire to it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;I have now nothing more to care for,&quot; said Edmond coldly.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Ah! ha!&quot; cried Lacoste, &quot;has it then fared so ill with the
+old Lord, my ancient rival, my former friend and foe? see now yourself, we had
+lately scarcely an idea of worse than what has now happened, when you, Ned,
+stopped us in the business.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">No one heard him, and all gazed in silence, Edmond with deadly
+pale countenance, down on the raging fire.</p>
+
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<h2>CHAPTER IV.</h2>
+
+<p class="continue">The greatest agitation prevailed in the city of Nismes. New
+arrests had taken place, suspicion had increased still more, and many noblemen,
+who until then had escaped observation, were shut up in the prisons. No
+condition, no inhabitant was now deemed in safety, treachery lurked in every
+house. The Marshal had brought some of his ci-devant friends, even ladies, to a
+strict trial.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The amiable hero was concealed in the severe judge. The
+Intendant had never yet been so pleased with his opponent. The consternation was
+still greater in the country, and those who dwelt in the château, no longer knew
+how to escape the mistrust and suspicion of the rebellion, particularly the
+newly converted, whose assurances were not trusted, and whose devotedness and
+patriotism were no longer valued.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The physician, Vila, was also obliged to proceed to the city
+to answer numerous accusations against him. Deeply afflicted as he was, he
+however testified no depression or humiliation before his judges, but was able
+to refute with perfect composure all that they would lay to his charge. The
+Intendant as well as the Marshal were undecided, whether they ought to impute
+his self-possession and security to innocence, or to the obstinacy of a rebel.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;No, my honoured lords,&quot; said he, as he stood before them in
+the hall surrounded by a great number of officers and civilians; &quot;I have nothing
+to do with these most unfortunate affairs, for it is impossible that any one
+would lay to my charge as evil propense, that I recently intended to cure the
+Lord Marquis without a wig, an occurrence, which may indeed be astonishing
+enough, but which however does not render the extremity necessary, that you
+should now immediately cause my head to be taken off; whereby I should become an
+entirely useless and slaughtered man.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Be serious sir,&quot; replied the Intendant in the greatest anger,
+but with a calm exterior: &quot;what took you to the mountains some time since?
+wherefore that disguise of which you yourself have complained?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Irrepressible curiosity, my noble Lord,&quot; said Vila, &quot;as an
+inquisitive doctor, I also wished to thrust my nose for once into these
+spiritual monstrosities. In my youth, I knew only of four great and twelve
+lesser prophets of the bible, the thousand great, and twenty thousand lesser of
+our times seemed to me so little plausible, that I wished to see some examples
+of them in my proximity, and to examine myself their ascribed characters.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;And you persuaded your son and the young Edmond to accompany
+you there?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The old man paused a while, and was obliged to wipe his eyes.
+&quot;Pardon,&quot; said he then, &quot;man is affected, though already old, by certain
+sensations, a kind of cold, which operates on the tear vessels; perhaps you may
+have already experienced this. Strong snuff produces the sensation. Yes, it was
+I indeed that induced the young men to this folly. I could never have thought
+that the young lads would have made a serious affair of it. They should only
+have reflected on themselves, collect psychological observations, to strengthen
+thereby their own mature wisdom and corroborate all noble religion; and the
+simpletons act like that peasant, who is to take only twelve drops daily from a
+phial, and would rather swallow down the whole bottle with cork and label. But
+believe me the cholic will not delay coming, and it will require skill to empty
+the body of the devilry again.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;You appear to consider the affair on the jesting side,&quot; cried
+the Marshal.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Certainly,&quot; said the old man, who could not however restrain
+his tears, and was obliged to repress his sob by a strong effort; &quot;it is still
+pleasant enough, that I have not slept since the last three days, still less
+have I been able to enjoy anything: that my cursed imagination represents my
+unhappy son upon the scaffold, suffering the most ingenious martyrdom, and
+looking upon me with the same dark eyes that sparkled in his childhood when he
+ardently desired a fruit, or a toy. I believe too that I look rather pale and
+sorrowful, and whatever you may ordain, I shall bear my head heavily on my weary
+shoulders for the future.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;You know then that your son as well as the young Edmond has
+gone over to the rebels?&quot; said the Intendant sharply with his icy coldness: &quot;and
+who will assure us that this did not happen by your counsel and suggestions?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;No man will be security for me,&quot; answered, the father with
+quiet composure, &quot;and of myself, of my many years of probity and an assurance,
+by my honour, I will not even speak, for that appears to myself absurd. No, my
+highly honoured lords, my counsel would never have been able to produce so
+strange a metamorphosis in a vagabond, who has hitherto only interested himself
+in plants and antiquities, or to make of a catholic enthusiast a fanatic and a
+rebel; but if I may be permitted to speak for a moment as a father, it rather
+appears to me, that you, my most worthy judges, are the authors of it, without
+its being exactly your intention it is true, and may be the cause why so many
+other fanatics will run to the mountains.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Well, this impudence,&quot; exclaimed the Marshal.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Suffer the unhappy man to speak,&quot; interrupted the Intendant,
+&quot;he is doting in his sorrow, and it is not unreasonable to hear all that he may
+bring forward for his defence.&quot; &quot;I only say,&quot; continued Vila, &quot;that, with the
+very best intentions to put down this rebellion, you add strength to it, for it
+is precisely the peculiarity and perversity of the human mind, (and in this I
+only say what has been of very old standing) that prohibitions and obstructions
+irritate and place the punishable case in a seductive, enchanting light. That,
+which at first appeared indifferent and often unimportant, now presents itself
+with a kind of glory, danger entices; if only a few victims deriding it, have
+fallen, passions master the heart, and the same, who a short time previously
+preserved his faith in silent doubt, feels now in each emotion of caprice, and
+of anger, the immediate voice of his persecuted God. He now refutes his
+adversary with murder and massacre, as if he would correct the erroneous reading
+of his mind in his mangled body. The true believer cannot naturally bear such a
+turning over the leaf, he waits with stump and stalk to root out of the breast
+the perverted and corrupted text. On both sides the commentators excite one
+another, each becomes fiercer and more violent, reconciliation is no longer to
+be thought of, instruction profits not, and whoever wishes to step in coolly and
+moderately between them is a horror to both parties. You see indeed all the
+pills, that you, my honoured Lord Marshal cause to be turned and moulded and
+which the thousand surgeons press Upon the perverted, have not purged them of
+the evil, nor even ameliorated it. What does it profit then that the busy men so
+diligently assist with their bayonets, nor do these lances, nor the incisions of
+the gentlemen dragoons improve the blood. Also your imprisonments and executions
+in the public places have no success. What can your reasoning, your cold, calm
+persuasions effect, that the whole country, frankly speaking, stands like a
+great, disbanded madhouse, where the lunatics with their dogmas rage against one
+another, and like dogs, set on to fight, gnash with their teeth. I think the air
+is infectuous, and renders insane, and thus it has happened to young Edmond and
+my poor son. Whom the devil rides, cannot certainly affirm that he possesses an
+abundance of free will to go and come; but what could have bribed me to lay the
+stirrup on the shoulders of my only son, in order that the black raven father of
+all lies might be able to mount him more comfortably? only reflect on that
+yourselves, generous men.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;I but half understand you,&quot; said the Marshal.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;I pardon much in consideration of your grief,&quot; replied the
+Intendant.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;But why as not the Lord of Beauvais appeared at our trial?&quot;
+recommenced the general; &quot;wherefore is he fled? Does not that action bespeak him
+criminal? and do you know anything of him and of his retreat? can you impart to
+us some information of his proceedings? do you keep him concealed? confess the
+whole truth.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Your excellency,&quot; said the doctor, &quot;the old sinner has
+assuredly escaped because he is indeed suspected, even by me, and certainly
+could not appear here with safety and decency.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Proceed,&quot; said the Lord of Basville, &quot;you are approaching
+nearer the point to my satisfaction.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;You know it as well as I do,&quot; replied Vila, &quot;the scandal is
+notorious throughout the whole country. He would have been forced to come here
+baldheaded to speak and answer. I will even consent that one may dispense with
+ruffles, lay down his sword, embroidery on the garments, or the cravat may also
+without herisy be esteemed as superfluous; but if you consider, that for more
+than ten years, he lived there yonder in his desert without a wig like a Theban
+hermit, you cannot then possibly have any confidence in the orthodoxy of his
+sentiments. How should his head remain sound, when he gives himself up, thus
+naked to all weathers, all society, all sorts of phrases, wit, and nonsense. It
+is indeed like a fortress, where they have broken down the walls and redoubt.
+There, in war, all the rabble ride in without obstruction.&quot; &quot;You are childish,&quot;
+said the Lord of Basville, &quot;but where does the Lady of Castelnau remain, you
+must know that she has disappeared. In all these circumstances we see, say what
+you will, a concerted plot.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Ah poor Christine!&quot; sighed Vila plaintively; &quot;I now know for
+the first time, how much I have loved the noble girl. She is no longer indeed in
+her house, but the Lord Marshal will best be able to give intelligence of her
+retreat.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;I?&quot; demanded the latter.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;All the world says, at least,&quot; continued the doctor, &quot;that
+you have caused her to be incarcerated, and that is not entirely without
+probability, as the imprudent girl, some time ago, wholly lost sight of the
+esteem she owes you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;It were derogatory to my dignity,&quot; said the Marshal, &quot;to
+revenge inpertinences by means of my office.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Where one cannot inspire love,&quot; said the doctor, &quot;which one
+may reasonably expect, then terror and the due punishment of the object must
+suffice.&quot; &quot;I give you my word of honour, I know nothing of the little fool!&quot;
+said the Marshal blushing.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;It is very possible,&quot; answered Vila, &quot;that you do not know
+exactly in which dungeon she languishes, since within the last few years we have
+considerably increased these establishments.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Sir!&quot; exclaimed the Marshal,--&quot;I think, my Lord Intendant, we
+may dismiss this dotard, for it is in vain to hope to hear a word of sense from
+him. You may thank the Lord Marquis and his zealous intercession, or rather his
+caprice, not to suffer himself to be cured by any one else, that your insolence,
+which affects madness, is permitted to go from hence unchastised. But beware
+that you hold no correspondence with the rebels and suspected persons, or we
+shall speak again together and then in a higher tone.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;As it may please you to order it,&quot; said the doctor, and
+retired with a low bow. His carriage stood at the door, he went however first
+into the stables of the court to seek an old servant, whom he intended to take
+to St. Hypolite with him, the latter advanced groaning, limping and with head
+and arm bound up. &quot;Coachman,&quot; cried Vila to his driver, &quot;make room on the box
+for this old servant of mine.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">In the mean while Colonel Julien came down the street; &quot;What
+sort of merchandise are you carrying off with you there?&quot; asked he, scrutinising
+the wounded man.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;My superannuated Conrad,&quot; replied the doctor; &quot;the stupid
+knave found himself in a village yesterday and took it into his head to engage
+in the conversion of a Camisard, who in the true rebel fashion began to deal out
+blows, my decrepid enthusiast would let neither his king, nor his Lord God be
+outraged and on that account is so bedecked, that our Phylax at home will
+scarcely recognise him again.&quot; &quot;Look,&quot; said the Colonel, &quot;the poor
+cripple trembles so, that
+he cannot attain the high coach-box. He does not appear accustomed to such a
+place. Help him a little, reverend priest.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The sturdy vicar of St. Sulpice, who had pressed forward,
+helped up the old man with arms and shoulders. &quot;Accustomed, or not accustomed!&quot;
+cried Vila, vexedly, &quot;he may thank heaven, that I take him with me at all. A
+knave, who at his years still addicts himself to pugilism, is good for nothing
+in my peaceable house. Times, indeed, seem strange enough, so that the rabble
+will soon, perhaps, assert their pretensions to ride with me in my carriage.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;You would have room enough,&quot; said the Colonel, taking leave
+of the doctor, who had already seated himself at his ease.--</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Now, drive on!&quot; said Vila, &quot;and not too fast, particularly
+over the stones, for all my sides, and my head into the bargain, are as if they
+were crushed, and take care that that old spectre does not perchance tumble from
+the box,--Adieu, reverend priest!&quot;--The coach drove down the street and out
+through the gate.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The high road was filled with soldiers and militia, the coach
+was forced to stop in many places to let the troops go by. At length, when they
+had taken another road towards the mountains, the journey could be continued
+without interruption. The doctor was very uneasy, and looked round on all sides,
+muttered to himself, and was alternately moved, and vexed. At last, when the
+country became rather solitary he ordered the carriage to stop, descended and
+assisted the wounded Conrad, as he had called him in the town, himself, from the
+coach box. &quot;My poor, old friend!&quot; exclaimed he embracing him with the greatest
+emotion: &quot;How fares it with you? do you feel fatigued? come now inside here with
+me, and pardon all that I have been forced to do for your safety.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;I am tolerably well, my kind, faithful friend,&quot; answered the
+Lord of Beauvais: &quot;but render me one more loving service, that we may once more
+visit the ruins of my dwelling.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Vila gave directions to the coachman, and they both ascended
+into the carriage.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;But why will you make your heart still heavier?&quot; commenced
+the doctor. &quot;Come rather directly with me, that I may conduct you to the little
+rural asylum, in order to conceal you there until better times. For it is not to
+be thought of, that they will now be able to carry you over the frontiers in
+safety.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Oh my poor country!&quot; sighed the Counsellor of Parliament:
+&quot;men of probity must now seek hiding-places like criminals. I will only go once
+more to the great hall: an iron closet has perhaps been spared by the robbers
+and the flames, in it lies the portrait of my wife, which in the hurry, I forgot
+to pack up. It would be very painful to me to lose this dear remembrance.&quot; The
+sun had already set, and they were now approaching their native, well-known
+place. From the blackened walls, dense, smoky clouds were still rising, although
+the fire appeared extinguished. The carriage stopped, the travellers descended
+from it; a lantern was lighted, and the Counsellor could not avoid wondering at
+the difficulty he experienced in finding his way through the formerly so
+well-known mansion. Fallen beams reduced to cinders lay extinguished, and
+obstructed the entrance to the hall, ashes and rubbish filled the vast space, it
+was impossible to recognise any thing, the walls alone still indicated the
+former seat of happiness and peace. The lantern threw a pale wavering glimmer
+over the sad destruction, and while the father tremblingly felt about by its
+light for the closet, he thought he heard a voice in another apartment.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">As he listened more attentively, all was still; yet after a
+short interval, a deep, painful sigh was heard again, and then as if from a
+heavily oppressed bosom resounded these words: &quot;Yes, my sinful fire has laid
+this dwelling in ashes, my wicked impetuosity has murdered the happiness of this
+beloved house.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Oh my unhappy son!&quot; exclaimed the old man as he endeavoured
+to reach that apartment; but Edmond advanced immediately, sank down before him
+and embraced his knees. &quot;Can you forgive? can you still love me?&quot; cried he in
+violent emotion; &quot;I, I, wretch that I am, have flung the brand into this house,
+I have rendered you and my sister miserable, I am indeed the cause of your
+death. Oh, most gracious, mildest of men, with what a torn heart do I lie here
+at your feet, unworthy to embrace them, unworthy of the dust.--&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The old man raised, pressed him to his heart and said: &quot;Not
+so, my son, we are not to criticise and blame the ways of destiny in so
+short-sighted a manner. It was you, as I well know, who delivered me from the
+hands of the incendiaries. Your heart has remained to me; those walls, this
+inanimate possession belonged not to my happiness and existence, you are nearer
+to me, you are, God be praised! not lost to me. Let me enjoy the satisfaction of
+having found you again among the ruins, and I will thank Heaven with heartfelt
+tears for my calamity. Follow me now and abandon your unfortunate covenant. The
+time and favourable moment will be found, when we may fly over the frontiers of
+our native land, and under another sky be permitted to rear the blessing of our
+love again.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Only require not this of me, generous man,&quot; cried Edmond, as
+if in unconscious anger: &quot;at least I must punish, avenge, retaliate, in some
+degree on our and God's foes. Oh Catinat! how unjust I have been in censuring
+thee. No, I will not degrade mercy so far by wasting it on these wretches, who
+might take the tiger in apprenticeship in order to augment his malice and
+cruelty.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Vila came up with the lantern and turned the light upon the
+youth's pale, agitated countenance, saying with the greatest good nature: &quot;ah!
+Ned! my boy! be advised: now for once only follow your aged parent there, who
+has ever merely required from you what is quite reasonable.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Leave vengeance to Him,&quot; said the father in a powerful voice,
+&quot;to Him, who rules, permits and superintends all, and in whose almighty arm our
+wrath and weakness, are no longer vengeance! I do not understand the word. Our
+hearts were not created for this feeling.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Still and ever the same folly!&quot; cried a deep voice from
+behind and the gaunt figure of the grey-headed Lacoste was groping his way
+towards them in the dark, over heaps of rubbish. &quot;Vengeance! hatred!&quot; exclaimed
+he; &quot;who knows not those sentiments, knows love but in part. Knowest thou me
+still, thy rival, the Lacoste, whom thou renderedst many years ago so unhappy?
+Who meant thee evil were it not for thy gallant Edmond.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;How comest thou here?&quot; cried the father astounded. &quot;What art
+thou doing here?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;I am become thy son's dog,&quot; replied the former, &quot;I do him
+what service I can, at least I run after him, out of gratitude, because he has
+saved my life.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;I have scarcely time and feeling,&quot; said the Lord of Beauvais,
+&quot;to wonder at this extraordinary rencontre.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;The hour presses indeed,&quot; cried Vila, &quot;we have yet a long way
+before us and we must take advantage of the night.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Here is the concealed closet still unconsumed,&quot; cried the
+Counsellor of Parliament, &quot;just as I had supposed.&quot; He took a key, opened and
+held a light into it, among various articles, which were kept there, he found
+the picture in a little casket. He gazed upon it with tears, and was going to
+attach it to his person, when Lacoste seized his hand and said: &quot;Only one
+moment, for the sake of former acquaintance and friendship: suffer this face
+after so many years to blossom once again in my desolate heart.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The father gave it to him trembling; Lacoste held it close to
+the light and gazed fixedly on it with his widely opened grey eyes; a tear
+unconsciously escaped him, he imprinted a kiss on the portrait and returned it
+to the Counsellor. &quot;See, see,&quot; said he to himself, &quot;every man remains still a
+fool, let him behave as he will. If they can feel and imagine as much over their
+relics, as I at this moment feel, then the unfortunate ones are not so entirely
+in error.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Roland is stationed in the neighbourhood with his troops; a
+few of us may conduct your dear father, as far as you wish, so that at least our
+party does not harm you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Prudently spoken,&quot; said Lacoste, &quot;for we are, with
+permission, very outrageous people.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The Counsellor of Parliament re-ascended the carriage with his
+friend, saying: &quot;We are now indeed so far on our road, that the usual precaution
+becomes superfluous. Let us only be careful, that our friend Vila meets with no
+misfortune on our account.&quot; &quot;Were my son only reasonable,&quot; said the latter,
+&quot;they might do what they liked with me, old, half dead and worn out sinner; to
+die is almost a diversion to be sought for, to that have the ruling lords pushed
+affairs.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">They drove off, and Edmond and Lacoste followed on horseback,
+in order to accompany them to Roland's troop.</p>
+
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<h2>CHAPTER V.</h2>
+
+<p class="continue">When the night was nearly elapsed and that Roland had long
+with-drawn with his troop into the distance, the little escorting band of
+Camisards was suddenly surprised, out of an ambush, by a considerable multitude
+of royalists. It was in the direction of Florac, where Vila with his friend had
+intended to seek a place of refuge, which he deemed safe. The confusion was
+general, and it seemed, that the destruction of the little troop of Camisards,
+as well as that of the travellers, was absolutely inevitable. During the firing
+and cries, Vila sprang from the carriage with pistols in his hand, and the
+Counsellor of Parliament followed him, without knowing clearly what was going to
+happen. By the grey light of the morning it was discovered that the attack was
+given from a valley lying sideways; the travellers were on the heights. The
+Counsellor of Parliament, who had quitted the carriage the last, saw
+immediately, that all were engaged in a mêleé, the royalists seemed to give way,
+when a second troop rushed out of the underwood of whom it was difficult to
+decide whether they were soldiers, or rebels. Before however the Counsellor was
+able to gain any certainty, or to form any resolution, the coachman laid hold of
+him, pressed him urgently to get into the carriage, and as he saw the old man's
+hesitation, he lifted him into it almost forcibly. &quot;Better without the master,
+than to perish here with him, he will soon find us again,&quot; cried he in the
+utmost anxiety, and whipped the horses, so that they started off snorting in
+full gallop over hill and dale. After some time the Lord of Beauvais recovered
+his recollection and with much argument and dispute, he compelled the obstinate
+man to stand still again. On the summit of a mountain, from whence they could
+overlook the whole surrounding country, they awaited the one, who had remained
+behind. Of the combat nothing more was to be discovered: it seemed as if far in
+the distance a band of fugitives was flying; but nothing could be clearly
+distinguished. At length they espied two riders emerge from a copse, who pursued
+the same road. They approached nearer and the doctor was now seen waving a
+handkerchief and working his way up to the summit, mounted on a little horse. A
+young lad with his head bound up was following him. &quot;You did well,&quot; cried he,
+when he arrived at the top, &quot;to retreat immediately at the commencement of the
+battle; that is dull, insipid business, which does not suit us civilians.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;There Martin, for such is your name, take the nag again to
+yourself and do what you will with him.&quot; With these words he dismounted, and
+betook himself to the carriage, where he was first obliged to listen to many
+self-praises from his coachman, who wished to appropriate to himself the whole
+credit of this clever retreat, and on account of whose over-haste, the Lord of
+Beauvais abashed, entreated the pardon of his old friend. &quot;It was no
+over-haste,&quot; cried Vila, &quot;but the most prudent that could have occurred, I ought
+to have remained sitting in the carriage, for my little bit of firing was like a
+drop in the stream compared to the bravery of the Camisards; with them none of
+us can engage. These knaves understand no reason, whether balls fly, or swords
+glitter, it is to them mere pastime, and the smallest boys, who are scarcely
+weaned from their mother's breast, are just as much infatuated with this devilry
+as any of the oldest grey beards. I have seen that, for once quite close, which
+I could not have believed by hearsay; but now that I have witnessed it, it is
+enough for the rest of my life.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">They stopped at a lonely inn to refresh the horses, and while
+they were enjoying their breakfast the doctor proceeded to relate the sequel of
+the event to his old friend. &quot;How fortunate.&quot; he commenced, &quot;that you were not
+present at our battle, for only think, your Edmond continued to accompany us, he
+would not be dissuaded from attending in person to your safety. When the scene
+now opened he was ever foremost. There was a young lad, who then came forward.
+'From whence come you?' shouted the Camisards.--'What's that to you,' answered
+the impudent fellow,--'You are a traitor.'--'Wherefore insult,' cried the little
+man, 'honest people act not thus.'--'Hew him down!' cried another.--'Hew me
+down;' said the hop of my thumb, 'when I would sacrifice my life for you.'--'Who
+art thou?' was again reiterated.--'My name is Martin, further it is not
+necessary for you to know.'--Inquiry was cut short by firing and hewing down. It
+came near me, and I felt a goose-skin all over my body. I had already spent my
+powder without, perhaps, having hit any one, when the gigantic Lacoste took
+compassion on my trouble, and hewed down the knaves together as if they had been
+merely poppy heads. But Edmond who tried to cut his way through to me, got into
+a desperate mêlée. Two dragoons fell upon him, and struck furiously; but before
+they were able to hit, behold, my dear friend--the little rascal Martin, cut
+down one of them from his horse, and shot the other at the same moment almost
+through the breast, as if the urchin had been accustomed to nothing else all his
+life long. The stout Lacoste, the dog as he styles himself, was not tardy
+either, and your son lost neither courage nor strength; the Camisards were like
+so many devils, and thus those of the true faith were obliged to leave the field
+to us, on which a great number of their friends remained lying.--I could not
+discern my poor, dear son; he may very likely have gone with the main body of
+the troops; if they have not already slain, or taken him prisoner.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;And Martin! the boy, of whom you spoke, who so valiantly
+saved my son's life?&quot; inquired the Lord of Beauvais.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Martin;&quot; cried the doctor aloud: &quot;where then do you hide
+yourself? yes, that's true indeed, you are both indebted to the stripling. He
+wore, when he entered, a thick handkerchief round his head, it may have been
+from a blow that reached him; after he had rescued your son, he received a right
+deep cut in the head again from a sabre, so that a stream of blood gushed out.
+As if for a change, he wiped his nose and without ceremony bound a second turban
+over the first, though he turned ghastly pale from it.--Martin! Where then is
+the rascal!&quot; But there was no one to answer his call. &quot;Thus is it with foolish
+youth,&quot; said the doctor vexedly: &quot;he has misunderstood me about taking back the
+horse, and in his simplicity returned immediately. Poor youth! I trust no fever
+may be added to it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;It would make me miserable,&quot; said the Counsellor, &quot;if I
+should not be able to testify my thanks to the dear boy. If I were persuaded
+that he was suffering, ill, helpless, or dying, I should weep tears of blood.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;It will not turn out so bad as that,&quot; muttered Vila
+chagrined: &quot;Why should the oaf run off thus, as if----Aye! Aye! at least I would
+have bound up his wounds for him. But now, the devil will not catch him
+directly. Such Camisard webs are usually formed of very tough materials.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;They were compelled to proceed again, in order to reach with
+safety the solitary village in the mountain heights.&quot; &quot;You must know,&quot; said the
+doctor, when they were again seated in the coach, &quot;that it is merely to an old
+maidservant of mine I am now conducting you, a simple person, who served me
+long, but who is, however, so faithful and honest, that it is almost a scandal,
+what perhaps many free thinking exquisites would say of her. She has married a
+gardener, or peasant, who also plays the surgeon in the mountains. There you
+will pass for an old invalid cousin, whose house and farm the Camisards have set
+fire to; you will find your daughter there already, the intelligent child
+however must not betray you; the husband and wife would suffer themselves to be
+torn to pieces rather than give out any thing else of you. If you will but sit
+half an hour in the room with Barbara, she herself will take you for her cousin,
+and there will be no further necessity for lying. That is why such things often
+succeed better in this class than in a higher one: education they have none, but
+they possess the proper capacity for belief. Only lose not courage yourself, and
+in that solitude there do not become a timid hare's foot. All may yet be well.&quot;
+With these and similar conversations they, at length, arrived in the afternoon
+at the village in the centre of the mountains. The houses lay dispersed midway,
+or above the declivity of the mountain; each had a garden and shrubbery attached
+to it, and the church situated on the highest point, looked down on the lowly
+cottages. The little dwellings after which the travellers were obliged to
+inquire, stood at the extremity of the village, immediately over a rapidly
+flowing brook, a kitchen-garden was in front and a few chesnut, ash, and
+plantain-trees spread a shade and freshness around. When the travellers
+alighted, the rather elderly hostess advanced to the little vestibule to meet
+them. &quot;Welcome! right welcome!&quot; said she half jestingly, but with the heartiest
+good will: &quot;So the old gentleman is my cousin? I rejoice in the acquisition of
+his relationship.&quot; &quot;Where is my daughter?&quot; asked the Lord of Beauvais.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Hush! hush!&quot; said Barbara with a significant look; &quot;my little
+cousin sleeps in the room above--which you too will now inhabit, my much
+honoured cousin.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;That's all right,&quot; said the doctor: &quot;only study nicely your
+expressions; and what is sick Joseph doing?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Ah, heaven!&quot; said the old woman, he did not get over his
+fright, &quot;the poor man has died at the next village below there, for when he was
+obliged to make off so quickly, helter skelter with my little cousin, and had
+lost his master, who had taken another road, and that the police officers became
+so troublesome, and the militia would also interfere, then all that affected his
+liver and spleen, and he died of it.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Poor Joseph!&quot; sighed the Counsellor.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;But pray, make yourselves comfortable,&quot; pursued the old
+hostess,--&quot;sit down then cousin, poor man, there on that soft chair; you must
+now forget, that you were formerly accustomed to anything better.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Well,&quot; asked Vila, &quot;and the household, how fares it? what is
+your husband doing?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Thanks for the kind inquiry,&quot; answered the chatterer; &quot;Ah!
+dear God! nothing can be done with him, he will remain a boaster his life long.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Wait until he comes a little to years,&quot; said Vila, &quot;his
+petulance will then pass away.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Ah good heaven!&quot; exclaimed she, &quot;he is already past fifty; it
+does not depend upon that, God has permitted him to arrive at years of
+discretion, youth no longer oppresses him, but he is past all hope of
+amendment.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Is he idle then? or does he squander your substance?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;No,&quot; continued she quickly, &quot;that must not be said against
+him, he spends nothing on himself, scarcely will he allow himself the extreme
+necessaries, and as to running about, working and lending a hand, he is not
+remiss, but he lays by no store. Indeed times are no longer as they were
+formerly.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;You get no profit then?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Just so, most respected doctor. Look you, here among us in
+the country, my old husband is called nothing, far and wide, but the clever man.
+Where an animal is sick, where a man is infirm, there is he called, and it must
+be true, that heaven has placed a very peculiar blessing in his hands, for
+almost whatever he merely touches becomes better. Where his misicaments, or his
+proscriptions fail, he is then compelled to have recourse to symphonies, or what
+you call the sympathretical system, and that is always among the peasantry most
+liked and most fructifying.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;You have then learned something from him,&quot; observed Vila.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Should not something have devolved to me in so many years?&quot;
+replied she modestly. &quot;But if he would only not do so much without remuneration,
+all would be well and good. Look you, instead of planting cabbage, our little
+garden is full of learned rampons, and horse radish and onions with Latin names,
+which he then mingles or distils, as he calls it, and economises powders and
+opiates out of them that cannot be equalled. But they know already throughout
+the whole neighbourhood that he is a fool, for they frequently knock him up at
+midnight and summon him to a sick child, or to a tom-cat or taby-cat that has
+eaten or drank too much. And when they are to pay, the service is forgotten and
+there is no money in the coffers. 'They are poor people,' says the
+good-for-nothing fellow, 'they have already misery enough; and God be praised,
+we have never yet been in want of bread.'</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Thus was he ever,&quot; remarked Vila. &quot;I thought he would become
+more reasonable, and learn to think a little of himself. He was always too
+devout.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Devout!&quot; exclaimed the wife: &quot;ah heavens! your honour, we now
+come in earnest to the foul spot. No, Monsieur Vila, religion, or what people so
+call christianity, he is utterly deficient in.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;How then has he thus fallen into error?&quot; asked the old man.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;The Lord knows best,&quot; answered she, &quot;who has created him so
+confused. He will ruin himself yet with his curing. Look you, it is not alone
+his companions of the faith, the Catholic Christians that he succours without
+remuneration, if they only give him the least hint of poverty; nay also--God be
+with us--the Huguenots and even the Camisards he attends, as one of us, if he
+can find an opportunity. The wounded whom they ought to have taken off to Florac
+swarmed here; look you, the God-forgetting man quartered, healed and fed them
+and occupied himself so much with them, that they were able afterwards to run
+off in health, and I will not answer for it, that he did not also give them
+money and the worth of money to take with them on the road. No, not a spark of
+true genuine faith and of proper christianity is in the man.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;He is probably a sort of Samaritan,&quot; said Vila affected.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;You are right, good sir,&quot; continued Barbara, &quot;Samariter, or
+Samoid, and if he only does not turn out an anibaptist in his old days. Would
+you believe it, six weeks ago, when they gave up so many of those poor sinners
+to justice at Florac, thither did he run the first, and bound up the wounds of
+the sick and set their broken limbs. Husband, said I, they will certainly be put
+to the wheel, and hanged, there is nothing more to heal in them. Then said the
+simple fellow, God or nature had taken so much pains to suffer their joints,
+bones, muscles, and I know not what else to grow, that one is obliged out of
+charity to spare and take care of them as long as they will last. Look you, he
+has such enthusiasm stuff in his head that, as the saying is, he is Jack in
+every corner, where there is only any thing to doctor, should it even be the
+greatest criminal, there he is.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;I shall read him a sermon on that point,&quot; said Vila.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;That's right!&quot; cried she joyfully, &quot;scold him a skin full,
+for he always says, that I am too stupid; and my persuasions tend to nothing.&quot;
+The woman had got up several times to look at the little bed. &quot;Perhaps, you have
+a sick child there?&quot; asked the doctor.--&quot;Child!&quot; answered she somewhat
+mockingly! &quot;quite otherwise! only look at the present!&quot;--when she removed the
+cushion, there lay a cur dog with bandaged paws.--&quot;The history,&quot; commenced the
+narrator, &quot;correcterises exactly the simple man. The people about here often
+make him their laughing stock, because he is such a good-humoured, easy fellow;
+and so the smith at length gave him his dog to doctor, having in a passion
+broken its hind-paws in two with a hammer. My Godfred wrapped up the dog and
+dragged it home to me, bound up its wounds himself, laid him down, raised him
+up, suffered him not to run about, bound the cushion tight over him, made him a
+kind of maskinnery for his legs, because he said the dog would not be taken
+proper care of at home, and that he must have it under his own eyes. Well, my
+good smith's dog became healthy again, and went off without saying good day, or
+by your leave. That may be about two months ago; last week, towards evening,
+something came scratching at our room door; come in! no one opened; but the
+scraping and scratching continued: so my Godfred opened the door and looked out,
+in springs our old smith's dog like a fool and behind him came hobling the
+diseased thing, the cur there with a broken leg dragging behind him, and the
+smith's dog danced and sprang round my husband, as if to beg, and thus
+supplicated him that he would also doctor his comrade. In my rage, I seized the
+botanix stick from my old man to cudgel the curs out of the room. But he, as if
+affected, said, 'Never could I have imagined so much understanding and gratitude
+in a dog,' and immediately took him in his arms, examined his foot, bandaged it,
+and busied himself about the animal. Gratitude! cried I, you call it thus, if
+the bull dog recommenders you to the cur which will afterwards spread the story
+about among all the dogs in the country, so that finally with all the fame of
+dog-pratix, you will no longer be able to stand, or walk? But all in vain! there
+is the beast, and I must attend to it, when the old fool is not at home.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The husband now returned, his arm full of herbs, which he
+immediately carried into a closet; he then saluted his guests quietly and
+affably, and before he sat down he looked after his four-legged patient, which
+in gratitude licked his hands, and looked fondly in his face. With the greatest
+composure and as if there was nothing remarkable in it, he rebandaged the foot,
+placed the invalid again in its bed, which he also bound fast, then pressed its
+head down on the cushion, as if to intimate that it must now go to sleep. The
+dog seemed also to understand him, for he only blinked a few times up at his
+benefactor, and then resigned himself to sleep.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Your wife here,&quot; commenced the doctor, &quot;complains of you,
+that you do not think enough of your own concerns, you cure every body, even
+dogs and cats, and receive nothing for it, for this dog as little as for the
+former; have they not paid your bills yet?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;I made none for them,&quot; said the old man with the driest
+gravity.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Then I must make them out for you; you negligent fellow!&quot;
+exclaimed Vila vehemently: &quot;What; write out prescriptions for nothing? truly you
+degrade our whole art. Take this then on account of what the poor sinners, the
+wounded, the beggar-train, and the oppressed race of animals owe you up to the
+present.&quot;--He threw to the astonished and perplexed individual a heavy purse of
+gold, and without waiting for his thanks, he hastened out, and was already
+seated in the carriage before the rustic practioner had recovered from his
+astonishment. The Lord of Beauvais gazed with emotion after his rapidly
+departing friend.</p>
+
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<h2>CHAPTER VI.</h2>
+
+<p class="continue">The father went up to his daughter, who now awaked from her
+refreshing sleep. The little girl, in a flood of tears threw herself into the
+arms of the new comer, and was never weary of kissing his hands and cheeks: it
+seemed as if it were a necessity for her to indulge this once, in an
+unrestrained declaration, and expression of her love. &quot;Man, indeed,&quot; thought the
+Lord of Beauvais within himself, &quot;has nothing else but these poor tokens, or the
+action of alleviating sorrow, and administering food, clothing the naked, or
+affording warmth to the freezing: perhaps it may be that in a future state
+spirits intermingle in love.&quot; When both were more composed, the father said,
+&quot;Eveline, you have ever been a sensible child, but now you have an opportunity
+of shewing it in deed for my safety; and for your own also. Never must a word
+escape your lips here of our former residence of my friends, or of your brother.
+When we are both quite alone, you may then talk of these things, but below, or
+when anybody is present, you must ever be the little cousin of our good hosts.
+Be therefore in company rather perfectly quiet, or try to accommodate your
+behaviour for a short time to these people; for your father's life depends on
+our not being discovered and spied out in this place of concealment.&quot; &quot;My dear,
+my poor father,&quot; said Eveline, &quot;all this will not be difficult to me, now that
+you are with me again. You know well how our great Hector always looked up to my
+brother, or to Frantz, and from a sign understood, when he was to go, to stay,
+to lie down, or to eat; the animal has never once made a mistake: Now, dear
+papa, thus will your little pet dog attend to the slightest sign from your dear
+eyes and understand, and conceive everything. I was not allowed to speak of many
+things in the presence of my brother, many things that Martha related I was
+unable to tell you, because you were angry with my nurse formerly; one must,
+indeed, learn from childhood to suit one's self to the world. But shall we see
+Frantz and Hector again? my brother too? ah, it has ever floated in my mind,
+that he would one day become downright godless; for no good can come of it, when
+men approach God as it were too rudely.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The father descended again, and was very much surprised to
+find a newly arrived guest in his host's room. Old Godfred was at that moment
+employed in dressing two deep and dangerous wounds in the head of a young lad,
+who seemed scarcely fourteen years of age. &quot;See now, cousin,&quot; cried the
+talkative Barbara, turning towards him, &quot;as I told you, our Sam-Rocious, as the
+old gentleman called him, a short time ago, is again seized with a vertigo, a
+real vagabond, as they call such deserters; who asks here in the village after
+such and such an one, after a coach and strange travellers, and immediately our
+dealer in herbs there brings him to our house, because he has something to cure,
+which is once for all his greatest passibility.&quot; The Counsellor of Parliament
+listened not to the chattering, but examined with the greatest attention the
+handsome countenance and noble expression of the stranger, who seemed to be yet
+almost a boy. This sight attracted him the more, as the supposition occurred to
+him, that this wounded youth might probably be that Martin of whose astonishing
+fearlessness the doctor had spoken. Emotion and gratitude mingled therefore in
+those feelings of sympathy which drew him towards the sufferer, and he only
+waited for the others to retire to interrogate him. The surgeon Godfred seemed
+dissatisfied at the appearance of the wounds, he comforted the youth, and cut
+his short brown hair still shorter, and stroked his handsome head with tender
+sympathy. &quot;The Lord has blessed us with money,&quot; exclaimed he aloud, &quot;it shall
+benefit you, not only thee, I was going to say, dear old cousin, but this young
+patient here as well. I will run directly to the town and fetch better food, for
+wounds must not be neglected by any means.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">A gaunt, haggered-looking man, in a tattered uniform entered,
+the surgeon sprang joyfully to meet him, and shook his meagre hand so heartily,
+that his long arm quivered with emotion, and a grim smile of affability passed
+over his pale face, under a large hat, which he still kept on. The new comer who
+now perceived the Counsellor, took off his hat, and said: &quot;I did not know,
+gossip, that you had strangers.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Not exactly strangers,&quot; immediately replied dame Barbara,
+preventing her husband's reply, &quot;but a dear cousin of ours, Mr. Peter Florval,
+who possessed a pretty house and garden below there in the fruitful Camargue.
+The antichrists, the rebellious Camisards have plundered and burnt every thing,
+and it was with difficulty that he saved himself with our little cousin; he will
+now remain here contenting himself with our poor house until better times.&quot; The
+stranger drew near, and said solemnly, while he extended his hand to the
+Counsellor with a certain majestic air; &quot;Venerable Mr. Peter Florval, be but at
+peace and let not your spirits flag, these times will pass quickly and in less
+than a year you will be happy again. I have had dreams, which have predicted
+this and still more to me, and my dreams never deceive, as I know how to give
+them the right interpretation. The abominable Cavalier has appeared to me, I
+could have painted him; behold: a head taller than myself, broad, muscular as a
+hercules, moustaches that he might have twisted twice round his whole head,
+which he did too, several times, to make himself look still more terrible. He
+came up to me, he had a guard's uniform in his hand: sergeant, I shall be once
+more under the banners of the royal guards, and that shall be the sign, that
+this day twelve months I shall wear this uniform, and then peace will be in the
+land, for without my supernatural giant-strength the rebels would be unable to
+do anything, and would be obliged to surrender. Remember Gerard Dubois, my good
+Peter, when the thing comes to pass.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Without paying particular attention to the speaker, the
+surgeon had again devoted himself to the invalids for whom he had also made up a
+bed in the hay loft. He looked after the dog too once more, then gave his hand
+to the Counsellor and fetched his hat and stick. &quot;I will go with you,&quot; said
+Gerard, &quot;if you do not botanise, for I cannot endure that cursed stooping and
+mountain-climbing.&quot; On learning that the walk was only to the neighbouring
+market-town, he took leave, rejoiced to have an opportunity of accompanying his
+gossip.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Look you, dear cousin,&quot; commenced the old dame, immediately
+again, &quot;that great herculus is also the cause, that my old man will not be
+anything as long as he lives. He seduces him fearfully to idleness, because he
+himself has nothing to do. He has been formerly a dreampeter in the royal
+guards, but as he was weak at the chest, he obtained his discharge and a
+pension, and with a small fortune, he plays the nobleman here, and gives himself
+such intolerable airs, that he addresses almost every body with familiarity. He
+was so enamoured with blowing, that they were obliged to pull the dreampet
+forcibly out of his mouth, for he is phthisical, properly hictical, as my old
+man calls it, for he looks wicked enough for it. Now the great beast stalks
+about here, and no one can bear him, because he is so very haughty and moreover
+wearisome and quite ennuiyant when he speaks of his forefathers. My good calf,
+however, will suit him, he might easily speak and listen to him in his leisure
+hours, and often may be thinking of other things at the same time; but this is
+not the case, he has nothing to think of, and is delighted when the bully goes
+on with his gasconading to him. Only think, cousin, because he is not permitted
+to blow any more, he whistles, or lisps a little with his tongue all his old
+dreampeter airs for hours together into my husband's ears; when he tells of
+campaigns, at times, with his mouth screwed up, he imitates the sounds of
+appelle, and retreat, the attack, every thing; or he beats it with his long
+stork-fingers on the table, which then is to represent the dulcimer or the
+harpichord, and thus does he play the harpichord as it is called before my old
+husband the live-long day and he talks of x sharp and z soft, and crosses and
+stories of fughes and passages, such gibberdish, that one might loose one's
+senses, looking at these two fools wasting their time. The lanky fellow
+frequently assists in searching, for herbs, and makes out of old rags a
+lineament for wounds, or cooks a mixture, and syrup quackery, and as they are
+almost always together, he seduces my old husband away from me. They will no
+longer suffer the long Urian in the public-house, because he drives away all the
+guests with his blowing and harpchord playing, even the common people are wise
+enough for that, my Godfred alone suffers himself to betaken in. But this quick
+dreampeter-blower is an arrant rogue. He tices my old husband out of his
+chimistical experiments and begins to doctor patients, but he principally makes
+use of symphonies, which besides is much easier when one is once in the way of
+it, and the silly peasants therefore begin to have faith in the spoil-trade.
+What does a physician know of symphony; books and study appertain to that, and
+no little dreampeters. Moreover, he is for ever telling his stupid dreams. The
+times are so very bad, because now children, and old people, women and
+maid-servants, almost every one in the country, when they at once gave up the
+faith, began with prophecying and prediction to prepare misfortune; formerly my
+husband was asked this thing and that, he also looked at the hands to see
+whether they would get rich husbands and so forth; he drew their line of life
+longer, once even he cast the Hurenskorp of a right noble lady, yonder in
+Florac, for he was much renowned at that time; but since this new-fashioned
+superstition has arisen, hardly any one inquires after him, all tell their own
+fortunes, or run to the unbelieving children, and what can these urchins know of
+philosophy or chiromantic and particularly of the stars; as if one only needed
+to take a horn in the mouth in order to obtain any knowledge of astrology and of
+all the abstract or dried-up sciences; for which purpose a great deal more is
+required.&quot; The old dame would have still run on, if she had not thought that she
+heard a pot boiling over in the kitchen; she ran therefore hastily out, leaving
+the Counsellor of Parliament alone with the young man. &quot;My son,&quot; began the Lord
+of Beauvais, &quot;could you be the same of whom a friend of mine has spoken to me?
+perhaps your name may be Martin?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;It is so,&quot; said the youth; approaching nearer and seizing the
+Counsellor's hand, over which he bent with deep emotion.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;And this blood.&quot;----</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;It is mine, mingled with that of your son.&quot; &quot;Thanks then,&quot;
+exclaimed the father and embraced the youth much affected. &quot;You know then who I
+am?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Yes,&quot; replied Martin, &quot;in the fight your son pointed you out
+to me; Vila spoke of you, and now, my honoured sir, as I have discovered you, as
+I enjoy such kind care here, and as I shall soon be cured, grant that I may
+remain by you, and be your servant. Your domestic household is far from you,
+flown, dead, your tender child requires more affectionate, more gentle
+attendance, than these people here, with all their good will, are able to
+bestow. I shall be wretched, if you reject my petition.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The Counsellor gazed long on the youth's dark, sparkling eyes.
+&quot;My dear, beloved son,&quot; said he then, &quot;I am indeed bound to you by the dearest
+ties; oh, ought I not call it friendship cemented with blood? How shall I
+command you, as you are here the guest of our benevolent host? I dare not now
+have any attendants, I must conceal myself, I must appear as a poor man of
+inferior condition. Would you wish to belong to me, so that I might put full
+confidence in you, you must give me further knowledge of yourself. Who are you?
+from whence come you? your appearance is too refined and delicate for service to
+be your vocation; this small, nobly-formed hand has not yet been hardened by any
+labour, your pale face has never yet been exposed to the inclemency of the
+seasons; tell me then what is your parentage, your name, how you became a member
+of this unfortunate rebellion?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Dear, beloved, paternal friend,&quot; said the pale Martin with a
+gush of tears, &quot;did you but know the excruciating pain you give my heart by
+these questions, you would spare me. Will it not suffice, that I venerate your
+family, that it has long been my desire to be at your beloved side? you can
+guide, you can reform me; let my whole life be consecrated to you. I can, I dare
+not return, they would seize and sentence me to an ignominious death; my
+brethren too, the Camisards, distrust me and hold me for a traitor. Why put my
+poor parents to the blush, by naming them at this moment? They brought me up
+with tenderness and affection, and the more bitter must their sorrow be, to
+behold me degenerate, and liable to be executed. They are wealthy, but not of
+such high rank as to have their name disgraced by my humble services in my
+attendance on the noblest of men.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;I will believe you, young man!&quot; cried the Lord of Beauvais;
+&quot;could such an eye as that deceive? Be to me in lieu of child, of son, perhaps
+soon----.&quot; He could not proceed from emotion, and Martin also appeared deeply
+moved.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The repast was served up and Godfred also returned from his
+wandering loaded with poultry, and delicate vegetables, Eveline descended, who
+in her peasant's attire appeared very attractive; the Counsellor placed a chair
+for Martin, by the side of Eveline, saying at the same time, &quot;My dear cousins,
+this young man belongs to me, he is related to me, and whatever expenses you may
+incur for him, I shall return to you again: only do me the favour to call him
+also cousin Martin and be kind to him.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Aye! aye!&quot; Smiled Barbara, &quot;last week, I could not have
+supposed, that all on a sudden my family would thus increase, sit down then,
+cousin Martin, and you Godfred, take care only not to make blunders before
+strangers.&quot; Grace was said, and the little Eveline made the sign of the cross,
+just as gravely as she saw the old people do; Godfred had prepared a separate
+soup for the invalid Martin, and would not allow him to eat of such meats as he
+deemed injurious to him. Godfred spoke little, he seemed as if he had almost
+entirely renounced the habit of speech in the society of his too loquacious
+spouse, but on that account he had imbibed the peculiarity of frequently
+expressing aloud, when a pause occurred, whatever was at that moment passing in
+the train of his thoughts, for he listened but seldom to Barbara's wonderful
+phraseology.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;The fever will now be kept under,&quot; said he; just then Martin
+perceived that he was the subject of discourse, and the Lord of Beauvais would
+willingly have inquired more closely into the state of the invalid, if the dame
+had not again launched out into narrations and far-fetched ideas.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;A little deeper and all would have been over,&quot; continued
+Godfred.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">After the repast, Martin, for whom a room had been prepared
+near the Counsellor of Parliament, lay down. The rustic doctor, who had already
+fed the dog, now examined his wounds; Eveline and her father retired to the room
+up stairs.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Have I done all well?&quot; asked the little girl. &quot;Quite well, my
+child,&quot; answered the father, &quot;I am satisfied with you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;That is a beautiful rule,&quot; recommenced Eveline, &quot;to pray
+before and after the repast. Why did we not do the same at home?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;You are not wrong, my child,&quot; replied the Counsellor; &quot;for
+fear of being like tradespeople, or appearing very hypocritical, much that is
+good is neglected!&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Ah! what a beautiful prayer the old woman said before
+dinner,&quot; continued Eveline: &quot;All eyes wait upon thee!&quot;--&quot;Do you know too, papa,
+how at home, when our Hector, or the other dogs, were fed in the hall, all gazed
+up so fixedly into the eyes of old Frantz? and as he turned his head, so went
+all the eyes like so many torches, right and left, still peeping at the old man,
+without ever blinking, until they at length obtained their portions. No other
+animal, no ox, tat, nor horse can so affectionately gaze into the eyes as the
+faithful dog. Even the smallest child is ashamed, when it begs so fervently.
+That sick dog looks thus hungrily at old Godfred, and immediately shuts its
+eyes, when dame Barbara glances that way. That is indeed a glorious thought,
+that here, in all towns, in all France, in all countries, and in the whole
+world, all hungry eyes, young and old, rise up to our Heavenly Father so
+devoutly, so confidingly, and it must also be pleasing to him, mighty and great
+as he is, when he beholds prayers and confidence shining from all parts wherever
+he turns. But indeed all men are not, or perhaps at all times grateful. Ah!
+dearest papa, how often have I, in my short little life, already been ungrateful
+to you! Forgive me, pray, good papa, how often have I sulked, when you would not
+give me a toy, or when you have kept me steadily to work, for then I forgot so
+intentionly in my ill-humour and wickedness, how much I ought to thank you, how
+you love me, and care for me. That God exists and gives me every thing, I have
+often forgotten the whole day long. But I will become better and more
+reasonable.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The father took his child in his arms, and his heart was
+gladdened by the prattle of simplicity.</p>
+
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<h2>CHAPTER VII.</h2>
+
+<p class="continue">Roland had in the mean while by several successful engagements
+entirely cleared the higher mountainland of the royal troops. The Camisards were
+incamped in safety in the woods, and upon the lofty mountain table lands, and
+all were rejoicing in the hope of soon beholding their worship and liberty of
+conscience reestablished. Edmond had been but slightly wounded in the last
+combat, and was now sitting by the side of Roland, that he might converse with
+him on the probable issue of the war. Cavalier was incamped opposite on the
+confines of the wood, surrounded by Clary, Marion, and other religious men, who
+were discoursing on ghostly matters. Upon the most elevated height stood Mazel,
+the charcoal-burner, Eustace, young Stephen, and a swarm of young people, all in
+the greatest excitement, for they were expecting the commander Castanet, who on
+this day intended to conduct Mariette, his bride, from the village below, in
+order to unite himself with her in the bonds of marriage. &quot;So the God of love,&quot;
+said Lacoste deridingly, &quot;has made his way even to these solitary mountains, and
+what is still more, into the enlightened hearts of such pious rebels of the
+woods? The old heathens were certainly quite right to call him, although a boy,
+the greatest among all the Gods.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Cease your profitless mockery,&quot; said Marion, who had also
+climbed up to the summit, &quot;our brother has been long since betrothed to her; the
+poor girl is there exposed to the daily peril of her life, because her connexion
+is known, here at least she will share the fortunes of her husband, and shall be
+protected by us; and if marriage be a holy ordinance, why should not the command
+of the Lord be fulfilled in the solitude of the mountains, under oppression and
+distress, with a religious, modest mind and christian humility?&quot; &quot;Do not trouble
+yourself,&quot; said Lacoste, &quot;at least no expence or parade will attend the
+marriage, I think too, that neither bridegroom, nor any of the guests will
+retire nosily to bed.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">At that moment Castanet, his bride and a croud of his friends
+issued from the wood, Cavalier and all the others advanced to greet them with
+kindness. The young girl was dark and not particularly tall: a peasant girl of a
+healthy robust appearance, a little embarrassed at first but in a short time she
+conducted herself with a composed and easy bearing in the circle of the
+brethren.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Brother Castanet,&quot; said the tall slender Marion, &quot;it is you
+that I have to thank for my conversion, but for your early admonitions, I should
+perhaps now be wandering in error, permit your grateful pupil here in the circle
+of the brethren; to bless you in your new condition, under the Almighty eye
+religiously and christian-like.&quot; Roland and Edmond had also approached, and
+Elias and Marion delivered a short, touching discourse concerning their
+oppression, the distress of the times, and how by reason of the perishable
+tenure of all earthly goods, and the ever increasing danger, it was expedient to
+unite together in the name of the Lord, in life and in death; that they might
+find solace and strength in general consolation of love and mutual perseverance.
+A simple meal was prepared, and in peaceable enjoyment, the various groups
+dispersed; while many sang psalms, and others discussed their past adventures.
+It was announced that a troop was approaching, and the pale, sickly Duplant
+advanced with a band of men leading a number of prisoners, among whom were
+Clement and the Vicar, who had again headed the volunteers in an expedition
+against the Camisards. Roland and the others now arose, and formed a large
+circle to pass sentence on the unfortunate men. Young Clement trembled violently
+on seeing himself exposed to the cruel arbitration of his enemies, and the Vicar
+looked round, to try and discover an acquaintance, to be able to find, at any
+rate, some means of deliverance, or mitigation of his condition. At length he
+perceived Cavalier, who with the rest had approached nearer, and cried: &quot;Oh!
+best of young men, I know not 'tis true, who you may be, but you have, as you
+know, rescued us formerly, intercede for me now, for I perceive clearly that you
+must be quite at home here among you comrades.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Have not you and your fellows,&quot; said Roland, with the
+greatest gravity, &quot;reduced to ashes that same benevolent house since that time,
+which then saved our brother Cavalier, as well as yourself, and the execrable
+hermit.&quot; &quot;There is not much to say in reply to this,&quot; said the priest, opening
+wide his eyes, &quot;than that I am wondering, that the little delicate fellow should
+be nothing less than Cavalier.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Duplant said, &quot;The Lord has given you into our hands at the
+moment that you were in the act of plundering a commune after having slain
+several of our friends. We came unexpectedly, to the succour of the oppressed,
+many have fallen, some escaped, but these, forty in number, have become our
+prisoners.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Shall they die?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Have mercy on us,&quot; whined Clement, as he threw himself down
+before Roland.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;I cannot give you grace,&quot; said the latter retiring from the
+circle, &quot;you spare none of us and with your own free will you urge on to murder:
+endure then your fate.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Little man,&quot; cried the Vicar, &quot;world-renowned Cavalier,
+listen to reason and be humane.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Is it seemly in you to speak thus?&quot; replied the young
+commander, &quot;you, who revel in cruelty; who has called upon you to dye your hands
+with the blood of innocence.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Castanet came forward: &quot;Will you, beloved, honoured brethren,
+deliver the execrable wretches up into my hands?&quot; asked he, looking round the
+circle. &quot;Yes! yes!&quot; resounded from all sides, &quot;this solemn day belongs to you,
+annihilate them, command, do with them what you will, they are given up to you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Now we are falling out of the frying-pan into the fire,&quot; said
+the priest to Clement, &quot;for the thick, stout, prophecying man will play an ugly
+game with us, even the gentle Cavalier would not grant us grace; courage! make
+the best of a bad game, and do not be so chop-fallen.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Castanet took Mariette, by the hand, who was weeping bitterly,
+for, a short time before, these men had slain, or delivered up her brothers to
+be executed; &quot;Weep not,&quot; said he, with suppressed sorrow! &quot;let us give an
+example to these miserable wretches, that we think better than they; that our
+union may not be stained with blood. I pity these poor, these erring men, and
+this timid youth. Return without danger to you dwellings and preach mercy to
+your party; refrain from blood and tell your magistrates, who call their cruel
+bloodthirstiness justice, how much better are our sentiments, how much better we
+are than they. Heaven will the more readily bless my marriage the less I indulge
+my wrath and desire of vengeance.&quot; Young Clement threw himself again on his
+knees, weeping with gratitude; the others, who had already given themselves up
+as lost, followed his example, the priest alone drew himself up after a very low
+bow, and said stammering with embarrassment: &quot;You are a generous man, Mr.
+Castanet, and I shall know how to extend your fame, although people are loath to
+believe anything of the kind of such as you; I however have experienced it
+myself, and thank you for it in my own name, and in that of these prisoners. Mr.
+Cavalier, let us commend ourselves to God, au revoir!&quot; &quot;No, not au revoir!&quot;
+cried Cavalier, hastily advancing, &quot;this may only happen in one way, in the
+field, and I counsel you with your bold, unblushing manner not to reckon again
+on our generosity, nor brave our condescending flexibility; for mercy and love
+are not always to be dispensed, and should we see each other a third time, it
+will be your death, thus does the spirit prophecy to me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Let the spirit rest, Sir Captain,&quot; said the clergyman, as he
+again made a low bow and retired with the volunteers and Clement, who all more
+or less testified their gratitude and emotion.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Lacoste now came forward and said laughing: &quot;Generosity, as I
+observe, is common among you, and your turn is come do-day, thick, little stump.
+Thus every trade, even that of incendiary, has its good side; nothing in the
+world is perfectly bad, as there is nothing perfectly good to be found in it.
+To-day, however, there is a greater extension of generosity than what was lately
+accorded, when I alone remained, though my companions were not a whit worse than
+myself. But such magnificence suits so festive and splendid a wedding, and the
+short-legged fellow has delivered his speech in quite a royal style and in a
+most impressive tone. You, rosy-cheeked, stunted-grown, and brown-armed spouse,
+be now the Queen and Princess of these mountains. Infanta of have-nothing,
+Dauphiness of hunger-sufferings, heiress of all the airy castles, and governess
+of all mad-visionaries, I present you my sincere congratulations, and hope to
+see you soon rise to the rank of the prophets.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Scoffer!&quot; said Castanet reddening; &quot;your presence would not
+suit our assembly, if your speeches were not useful in rendering our humility
+still more humble, and to make our reproach before men, and our misery still
+more conspicuous to us.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;That thereby spiritual pride be so much the more glorified!
+Be not however disturbed in your feelings and convictions by me; compared with a
+christian, my speech is merely the barking of a dog, and in this animal dignity,
+I now indeed follow my illustrious patron, the spiritually-minded Edmond, and
+prophet also by the grace of God.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">A murmur arose round about, which probably would have broken
+out into anger and tumult, had not Cavalier directed the attention of the
+brethren to a different subject. &quot;My friends,&quot; cried he in a lively manner, &quot;I
+have just had a vision. At this very moment the commandant of Usez has sent a
+courier with important dispatches to the Marshal at Nismes. New troops are to
+arrive, and they intend hemming us in on all sides. But little was said, neither
+could I distinguish all. The enemy has just ridden out of the gates of the city;
+Bertrand, if thou wilt seize him, thou wilt meet him in the ravine two miles
+from hence. He is not to be mistaken, he wears a red coat, and a blue cloak over
+it, in consequence of the threatening rain, he has spread his white handkerchief
+over his new hat, by these marks he will be clearly enough known to you: he is
+an elderly man, who, I should think, has never been a soldier. Bring him here
+safe and sound with his dispatches.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Bertrand took with him two assistants, and mounted on light
+ponies, they hurried down the mountain towards the well known ravine.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Lacoste listened to these instructions with staring eyes:
+&quot;Little brother,&quot; said he thoughtfully, &quot;if thy information be at all true, thy
+little finger has more penetration than the whole of my large body. But I still
+believe, thy red-coated courier will not be found in the circle of created
+beings, and good Bertrand will have been made a little bit of an April-fool by
+his general, in order to afford some innocent amusement to the bridal pair. If
+it's not all a humbug, well and good, more must be said about it when an
+opportunity occurs.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;May it not be allowed to-day,&quot; began young Stephen, blushing
+up to the eyes, &quot;to play a little on the flute?&quot; while he was yet asking, he
+took it in his hand, and Roland smilingly gave his assent. He first played a
+psalm, and after they had gravely chimed in with him, the fair-haired amateur,
+to please the company, gave a few worldly, airs. The swarthy Eustace, who was
+now quite convalescent sprang merrily forward, and cried: &quot;Brother! if thou
+lovest me, play, to enliven me, the old dance of the Cevennes, to which
+formerly, in my youth, we tripped so gaily.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The young man modestly commenced his melody, and as he
+received no interruption, he continued to play with renewed vigour, and it was
+not long before several, castanets were heard with their pleasing clattering, so
+that Eustace could no longer, resist singing aloud, with the most grotesque
+gestures, and jumping round the circle highly delighted. The little shoemaker
+Anton, as well as the still younger François could not withstand so enticing an
+invitation, they danced as partners, and several other young people came forward
+to exhibit their rustic dexterity.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">An old, careworn man now came from the wood and cried: &quot;As
+this is to be a day of merriment, suffer then my son, the silly Michael, to
+receive a little honor; besides, consider his small capacity for prophecying,
+formerly when a shepherd in the fields, he learned several inimitable capers,
+which well deserve to be seen. The tall lad has such strong legs, that he can
+spring almost to the height of a man.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Michael, a robust, tall lad of an idiotic appearance, advanced
+sneakingly and lazily, turning his little blue eyes timidly and inquisitively
+round on the circle, and as he thought he perceived no disapprobation any where,
+he suddenly changed his lagging laziness into the most surprising activity, and
+jumped backwards two or three yards high, turned head-over-heels in the air, and
+ran over the ground in the same manner, and was so souple in all his motions,
+that it was scarcely possible for the eyes to follow his changes. Eustace, in
+amazement, clapped his hands over his head, and the young lads in admiration
+tried to imitate their unattainable model. With the loud laughter, which the
+comical jestures and attitudes excited, the merry Stephen was compelled to
+suspend his blowing for awhile, and the whole enclosure, when the old and
+religious men had retired, appeared only a merry, nay, extravagantly joyous
+company, which the bride, and even the grave Castanet, by their loud applause
+encouraged to new and still more extraordinary feats of skill.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">As the grass was already tolerably beaten down, the dance
+might be continued with greater safety; and now old Favart stepped upon the
+level ground, and said: &quot;As we are celebrating a festival to-day, pray permit
+for once, that the brothers Mark Anthony and Cesar may perform some of their
+exploits, they think, that they know some more refined amusements, which would
+contrast very well with the high leaping and peasant dances.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The two ci-devant noblemen after this short preface, exhibited
+in the then customary dances of the more refined society, but these did not
+excite that admiration among the spectators, with which Michael had been
+encouraged; the wilder exertions therefore resumed their place, and the noblemen
+found themselves compelled to conform to this taste, if they wished to share in
+the festivity. Many other instruments struck up, a flute resounded, a hautboy
+was raised, and between these and Stephen's pipe a flageolet was heard, mingled
+at intervals with the loud and merry song of the mountaineers; now the air of a
+dance, now old national songs, and merriment and jesting resounded loudly
+through the wood, so that the cliffs of the adjacent precipices repeated with
+joyful echo the tones of wild gaiety.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The merry-making, that to-day, once in motion, would have
+lasted longer, had it not been suddenly interrupted and broken up by a terrible
+outcry. The fearful sound proceeded from the summit of a pointed cliff, which
+rose almost perpendicularly over the green sward to the scene of the joyous
+tumult. All eyes turned quickly thither, and they beheld a demoniacal figure
+with upraised, extended arms, face, head, and body coloured and besmeared with
+blood. Once again the lunatic shouted, and then ran and precipitated himself
+down the steep rock into the arms of the brethren. It was the wrathful Ravanel.
+&quot;Curse you! curse! ye apostates!&quot; screamed he, &quot;as if mad; that ye thus forget
+the Lord! Lamenting, mourning, discoloured with the blood of our brethren, of
+the enemy and with my own, shed in the holy cause, I returned to summon ye to
+vengeance, and I find the idolators here in the heathenish dance round the
+golden calf. Thus Moses descending from Sinai, in his wrath broke the tables of
+the law, as I now in my burning zeal, curse the bond that unites me to ye, ye
+impious ones!&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">They tried to pacify the zealot. Stephen had long since
+replaced his pipe, the dancers stood at an embarrassed distance, and Eustace,
+who could as quickly turn from prayer to the dance as from this to that, was
+already sunk in profound meditation. &quot;My brother,&quot; shouted the infuriated man
+anew, &quot;has been executed to-day at Florac, ten believers have suffered martyrdom
+with him; I wished to rescue them, but have been beaten back with my brethren
+with a great deal of bloodshed, and in the mean while we forget our God, our
+misery, our faith, thus scandalously bring curses on yourselves, voluntarily
+draw down the malediction of heaven, the scornful laugh of hell voluntarily upon
+ye,--does no fire then fall down upon the scum? does not the earth open and
+swallow the iniquitous bands? Howl! howl! ye laden with sin, and roll in the
+dust, smite on your stony hearts and be contrite before the Almighty, that
+peradventure his mercy may awaken and a look of grace from the fiery wrath of
+his eye may light upon ye.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">He threw himself down and writhed on the ground. &quot;Mercy!
+mercy!&quot; roared he in convulsions,--&quot;No, there is no compassion, mercy is a lie,
+love is no more!&quot;--&quot;Now is woe come upon us!&quot; sighed Eustace, &quot;our brother is
+again fallen into his ravings! assist me with your prayers, beloved brethren,
+that his reason may become strong again.--&quot; He threw himself on his knees by his
+side and prayed fervently. Duplant and Salomon came forward, that they might
+help the old man in his supplications; but for the present their good intention
+had no influence on the lunatic, who was exclaiming as if unconsciously, while
+he was trying to tear himself away from the arms of his friends who were
+supporting him. &quot;Whither art thou fled,&quot; cried he, &quot;lost, wandered away, thou
+great inexpressible being, whom we with stammering tongue wish to call God? It
+was a fearful, a terrible event, when before the beginning of time, created
+spirits in their arrogance rebelled against him, and would be God and ruler and
+crush and annihilate him. Then he withdrew himself from the rebels through the
+whole heaven of heavens, through all the starry infinities, through the
+immensity of space, which thought alone can reach, presentiment alone can
+fathom, and the audacious ones lonely and abandoned, in their malice, bitter as
+gall in their wrathful fire, in impotent fury, were transfixed and turned to
+stone and in their dark interior their last, their expiring consciousness is
+lost, those are the cliffs, the stony rocks, the deep masses of granite, which
+reach far into the centre of the earth and still rise up in defiance over clouds
+and vapour: that is the flesh and bone of the arrogants that the earth is now
+compelled to bind together as with a cramp iron. Then malice, wrath and
+discontent as if extinct; Yea, the flame expired, when it should have nourished
+itself. Was it lost, departed love recovering itself again, which would collect
+and burst from its powerless state. Figures move in the sea, in the air, and on
+the earth, and all persecute, hate, kill one another; bloodthirstiness is
+delight, lacerations, tearing asunder, martyrdom and devourings of one another
+are raiment and food. Yea, malice is now for the first time awakened into life,
+if it contracts and unites itself with the sentiment of love, thou hoary
+darkness of the primeval rocks, and as a lighted brand penetrates into the bones
+of the snuffing lions and tigers, and roars in the waterfall, that crumbles the
+mountains and thirst in the fiery torrent, that greedily eats its way to the
+stream and siding with his brother, the storm, swallows up woods and fields, and
+mocking as dead spits forth from itself the former existence as dead, cold as
+ashes.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Edmond turned away with indignation, and said: &quot;Woe to thee
+slanderous tongue that in perverted folly takest upon thee to disfigure the most
+holy, and inspirest superstitious rage.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Why are you thus unjust?&quot; said Lacoste smiling, &quot;it affords
+me inexpressible pleasure to hear for once so cool and impartial a philosopher
+reason thus conclusively. One does not meet every day with anything so good.&quot;
+The others became outrageous, and were still more fervent in their prayers.
+Ravanel foamed and continued crying out: &quot;But how pious is the world, how mildly
+the brand still searches into the bowels of all! Then man came forth, the image
+of God, as he calls himself, and now in him hell first broke out in glowing,
+purple triumph, the loud joyful laugh of inward horror. Whatever subtilty can
+invent, imagination create, the wildest dream depict, and voluptuousness can
+attain, will turn into martyrdom, into cutting off the beings that give
+themselves out as their brother. All the pulses of the everlasting Satan beat
+joyously. Here is God! exclaims the brood, murder, torture them! here is Christ!
+roar the others, and slay the adversaries. Does an eye from heaven behold? Do
+the stars know of us? will the lost, the nameless one after eternity find
+himself once more in his, by himself accursed creation, and will he not then
+send forth, epidemics, pestilences, famines, fiery flames, and floods of waters,
+together with earth-quakes and a thousand all-powerful deaths on white horses,
+in order to crush this his brood, to grind, to powder into nothing, who
+scandalously imagine that the sparks of his spirit dwell in them. He, He himself
+inspires them? Yea no future hell; we are it and live in it, prophecied from the
+ancient prophets mouth. We dust of dust, we curse of curse!&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Now the prayer of the prophet seemed to operate with greater
+fervour, for the voice of Ravanel died away, he appeared to sink into slumber
+totally exhausted, and Lacoste said: &quot;Oh that this pithy syllogism should be
+thus interrupted, he might have added to the preceding several other arguments
+just as bold and subtle.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Bertrand now returned with the courier prisoner, whom he had
+met in the ravine. &quot;Behold,&quot; said Lacoste to himself, &quot;all corresponds, either
+these are slyer devils, than they have ever been considered, or there is some
+other devilry in the game, which is still strange enough.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The courier, a rather elderly man, was raised from his horse,
+his dispatches had already been taken from him. &quot;Who are you?&quot; asked Cavalier.
+&quot;Ah your excellency,&quot; stammered the embarrassed man, &quot;Now I am, indeed, nothing
+but an insignificant ambassador, formerly a surgeon in the royal guards.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Your Name?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Dubois, by your leave.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">When he announced himself as surgeon, he was commanded to bind
+up the wounds of Ravanel and several of the other brethren. Cavalier and Roland
+discovered from the papers the position of the royal troops, and it was decided
+to anticipate the attack. As they intended to dispatch a trusty person to
+reconnoitre the country, Edmond stepped forward and said: &quot;As yet I have not
+been able to do any thing for you, my dearest brethren, intrust this commission
+to me.&quot; It was granted to him, and he retired to dress according to his own
+ideas, in a manner befitting his design; Lacoste, who would never separate from
+him, now pressed forward again as his companion. As soon as they had discussed
+and ordered every thing, Cavalier proposed, that the courier should be detained
+until they should have brought their plan to a fortunate conclusion, and
+Castanet with his young wife repaired to the leafy hut, that had been got ready
+for them both, while the darkness of night set in.</p>
+
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<h2>CHAPTER VIII.</h2>
+
+<p class="continue">Edmond intended visiting the valleys under pretext of
+inquiring after and purchasing an estate and castle in the district, that were
+abandoned by the owner, and now for sale. He had become acquainted with an aged
+secular priest, who dwelt in a beautifully situated village of a charming
+valley, and his companion had under other pretences taken up his quarters in a
+neighbouring village. As Edmond wandered solitarily through the enchanting
+landscape, for the purpose of acquainting himself with its conveniences, his
+heart became oppressed as he struggled to know if the object, that led him
+hither might in itself be a good, whether it might be a justifiable one. &quot;Shall
+I,&quot; said he to himself, &quot;bring war into these peaceful valleys, where hitherto
+no noise of arms has ever resounded? Here the monsters still slumber, which we
+are going to awaken, in order to provide victims even in these communes for
+their grim jaws.&quot; He quieted his perturbed feelings with the thought, that
+without his assistance the royalists would march hither, for the purpose of
+entangling and, if possible, extirpating his new brethren from this part of the
+country, which was almost wholly in the possession of Catholic inhabitants.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">His host, the Catholic priest, was a very little grey-haired
+man, who, with just as old and amiable a housekeeper lived under the vines and
+olive trees, that shaded his dwelling so quietly and peaceably, that Edmond on
+his first entrance was involuntarily reminded of the fable of Philemon and
+Baucis. He could not divest himself of the idea, that in this habitation the
+earliest and dearest recollections of his childhood were hovering round him, he
+was confounded at himself, that his wrath, his burning, religious zeal seemed
+here nearly exhausted, he was almost obliged to confess that it was forgotten.
+He meditated and dreamed in the rustling of the trees, by the murmuring of the
+little waterfall, how softly his soul melted away, and his resolution, like that
+of Rinaldo's in the enchanted garden of Armida, lost all its strength. When he
+could not regain his former energy in his waking dreams, as he strolled by the
+side of the brook, he called it the stream of oblivion, where he now enjoyed the
+vernal gales and flower breathing elysium and in Lethe separating himself for
+ever from the world of strife and suffering.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The clergyman had also received the youth with the greatest
+cordiality; whenever Edmond returned from his rambles, such pleasure beamed on
+the countenance of the old man, that the stranger felt himself bound to his host
+by kindliness and emotion. The latter frequently examined him fixedly and as if
+he had known him already at an earlier period, and then sank into a reverie as
+if he could not connect his recollections.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;My dear Chevalier de Valmont,&quot; (thus Edmond had named
+himself) commenced the old man on the second day, as they sat at table, &quot;the
+longer you are with me, the greater pleasure do I experience in your society. An
+extraordinary resemblance to an old friend almost compels me to treat you as a
+beloved brother, nay, I may say as a son. It is long since any stranger has
+visited me in my solitude, here I learn but little of the world, and that is why
+such a visit as yours is so acceptable to me.&quot; &quot;I too am delighted with your
+society,&quot; replied Edmond, &quot;and I ask myself not without sadness, wherefore it
+should not be granted to man to spend his days in peaceful quiet, elevated and
+instructed by nature, enlivened and comforted by the simplest and most
+delightful enjoyments.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Perhaps this will be your fate my good sir.&quot; answered the
+priest with vivacity, &quot;perhaps we may then see each other very often and
+confidentially, if you should only, become the possessor of yonder castle, which
+is scarcely half a league distant from hence.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;And,&quot; said Edmond hesitatingly,--&quot;if the war should rush down
+here also? should this castle, this house here be consumed in flames? Where is
+safety in our times?&quot; &quot;The Lord will protect us replied the priest, as he has
+done heretofore.&quot; &quot;And should he confer victory on the foes?&quot; &quot;His will be
+done,&quot; prayed the old man, &quot;for his decree is wisdom, he is just and good, and
+with his might dwells love.&quot; &quot;It almost appears,&quot; said Edmond surprised, &quot;that
+you will not be disinclined to grant victory to the rebels; at least you express
+yourself so mildly, that I do not recognise in you the Catholic, as zealous for
+his religion as, however, he ought to be.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Let us not misunderstand each other,&quot; replied the priest, &quot;I
+only mean, that I surrender myself intirely, wholly, and unconditionally to the
+will of my Lord, and resign the reins to him without murmuring, or contending.
+But I love my religion, I am thoroughly imbued with it, and on that very account
+be it far from me to banish these poor deluded ones and to call down a curse
+upon their heads.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;You are thus a worthy servant of your religion,&quot; answered
+Edmond, &quot;and deserve that the enlightening should be made manifest to you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The venerable man looked smilingly on the youth and said: &quot;You
+have now betrayed yourself young gentleman,--do not blush,&quot; continued he in the
+mildest tone, &quot;fear nothing from me; you are not the less welcome to me on that
+account. Perhaps we shall understand, when we have learnt to know each other and
+perhaps not; but you shall ever remain my beloved guest, may become also my
+friend, although it may happen that I should blame your enthusiasm, or your
+fanaticism. How many worthy, noble, truly inspired, loving minds have I also
+known among the Huguenots and how many harsh and pitiless ones in my own church.
+It is now indeed a woeful time in our country, and moreover, we see as yet no
+end to the misery.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Edmond had recovered from his surprise and embarrassment, and
+said: &quot;Is it though right, to remain thus indifferent and irresolute as you
+appear to me to be? Yet, perhaps, at a later period of life I shall also feel
+thus, for my father, to my sorrow, spoke almost as you do.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;You do not know me yet,&quot; answered the priest, &quot;and I may well
+assert, without pretention, that sentence ought not to be pronounced so hastily
+and so readily on a man, who has had such experience of himself and of the
+world, who has reflected and really lived. In religious affairs particularly, my
+brain whirls in agony, when I see how so many place the whole tenor of a
+profound mystery in a book, an expression, a phrase, or even a syllable, and
+weigh the immensity of love in grains and scruples, that they may know the
+faster how surely their brother is to be damned, who in other countries and with
+different vessels draws out of the ocean of grace. Whoever too hastily gives a
+yes, or a no to the interrogations of the conscience, in such assuredly neither
+doubt, nor conviction is as yet awakened. That exhaustion, that mournful
+faintness which comes over us, when we see all parties fallen into error, all
+truth and inspiration mingled and disfigured by human passion, is not to be
+called indifference. Whom the revealed word has once enlightened can never again
+forget the glance of love, that has arisen in his inmost soul, he would rather
+forfeit his life than his conviction, he requires no proofs, no renewing to
+confirm him, no passion, no illusion, or miracle to ground him more firmly in
+himself, as little will raillery, or doubt, brilliant talent, or presumptuous
+philosophy, again be able to displace in his heart that directing star.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Edmond
+became thoughtful. &quot;You are recalling,&quot; said he at length, &quot;my former existence
+within me; I believe I comprehend you, and yet formerly I did not understand
+myself. You even mention the miraculous and similar things slightingly, do we
+not live in the age of such things? Oh! my honoured, venerable friend, could you
+have beheld what I have seen, could I tell you what I have myself experienced,
+you would then be bewildered at yourself and your own conviction, but you
+content yourself in peace, that you may escape the conflict, you deny the gift
+of prophecy, the visions, the wonderful state of these children and inspired
+Camisards, or censure with your church all, as deception and falsehood, if
+perchance you do not, as however I cannot believe of you, agree with the most
+infamous, and declare it the work of Satan and of hell.&quot; &quot;Aye, no, my young
+enthusiast,&quot; cried the old man, &quot;nothing of all this; I have spoken with
+sensible men, and I have witnessed myself years ago similar singularities: Why
+should I deny these miracles, and may be, here and there mingled with lies, what
+should deter me from believing in them?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Well, nevertheless,&quot; interrupted Edmond passionately, &quot;you
+will withdraw from the truth, you will uphold only your church as truly
+orthodox?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Has mine then no miracles to bring forward?&quot; said the old man
+meekly: &quot;and why should I not recognise them? But should the truth of revelation
+be grounded upon these alone, we were then indeed entrapped in the worst of
+errors. That, which habit renders necessary to us, we call nature and its laws:
+When I see a deviation from this, which surprises and confounds me, I speak of
+miracles; as if these so named laws were not likewise miracles; as if I were
+able to interpret, to comprehend and explain the daily phenomena; as if each
+flower did not blossom before me as a miracle; my origin, growth and decay, sun,
+moon, and stars, light, air, and water, nay, the organisation of the smallest
+fly were not also miracles like horror and spectre. All life surrounds me
+spiritually, miraculously; or, if my spirit is torn out of the peaceful element
+of its heavenly atmosphere; then love becomes hatred and despair, and wisdom as
+well as the revealed word of the Lord madness and blasphemy.&quot; Edmond was mute.
+&quot;Know I then,&quot; continued the old man, &quot;that which I call nature and its
+energies, the mind and its faculties? how each day it varies in different men
+for the most insignificant occasions! The poet, the artist knows how to speak of
+feelings, which to the uninitiated must appear as delirium, or miracle: energies
+unfold themselves, of which the former world was ignorant, many others have in
+the course of time declined, or have been forgotten; they appear again probably
+to astonish, or to give a firmer foundation to true science. Would my mind set
+limits to the Almighty, and know I, what God from wise, unsearchable causes will
+permit or execute? but no miracle can ever be elevated to a religious mystery;
+revelation requires not this to announce its eternal truth; the Saviour himself
+did not perform his miracles for that purpose, and reproaches the pharasees and
+people; miracle seeking testifies disbelief and irreligion, and where passion,
+party or sect, in the conflict of opinions, relies upon these inexplicable
+phenomena and wish to found conviction, or even to prove and explain for ever
+and ever out of what is indefinite, then is it all over long since with every
+sincere examination, with all true religion.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;And the resurrection of the Lord?&quot; said Edmond. &quot;Is not,&quot;
+said the former, &quot;to be reckoned among the phenomena, commonly called miracles,
+if the grosser, unenlightened mind can indeed comprehend them only in this
+manner.&quot; &quot;Go on,&quot; said Edmond, &quot;to make your opinions clear to me, I am not yet
+too old to learn.&quot; &quot;It happens not unfrequently,&quot; resumed the priest &quot;that
+remorse and despair either in criminals or in weak, sickly men have produced a
+sudden cure of old paralysis, so that the strength of the arm has been able to
+tear off their fetters, or to break iron posts; passion or terror exasperated
+that man, and gave him what in an ordinary state he did not possess. In dreams,
+in sickness, strange worlds are often discovered to us, and unknown feelings,
+scarcely foreboded, are presented to our view, and thus it may well happen, nay,
+I have myself experienced it, that in excited minds, inspired by enthusiasm,
+remorse, and passion, a state, as if between sleep and wakefulness, originates,
+in which, in the struggles of the organs, the spirit breaks in a short time
+through the bonds that confine it; it sees and hears as a spirit, distance
+approaches it, barriers obstruct not its view, futurity becomes the present, and
+in this total overthrow, the original vigour of the soul resumes its own
+appropriate right.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;And wherefore should not this, according to your own words,&quot;
+said Edmond, &quot;be able to be pure and heavenly?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;I will neither combat, condemn, nor ratify it,&quot; answered the
+clergyman, &quot;were our nature entirely pure and refined, had we never falsified
+our heavenly origin, then indeed might these phenomena deserve our praise and
+thanksgiving to the Almighty, who again ever raises us to the rank of apostles,
+and denies us not the gift of prophecy. But frivolity, mortality, and evil have
+penetrated into us, this death obscures our life, this annihilation struggles
+against our spirit, as we are of heavenly origin; our outward existence is,
+however, as well as our spiritual operations continually exposed to this pitiful
+enemy, as the shadow, it follows every thought and every deed, and to combat it
+in thought and action, as well as in pure faith and devotion, is the task of our
+existence; the past must be continually put aside to make room for the coming,
+of the Lord. But woe to us when that wonderful excitement of the mind, when
+these gifts of prophecy associate themselves with this nullity, this chaos, and
+all the dark passions! Then eternal truth, which never slumbers within us,
+summons falsehood, vanity, pride, wickedness, and bloodthirstiness, to enter
+into the shadowed gloom of our dark deformed soul, hyenas and tigers then tear
+themselves free from their fetters, and hapless man imagines, while the spirit
+of murder is roaring within him, that the Spirit of the Lord is prophesying
+directly from out of his mouth.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Edmond looked at him searchingly. &quot;Often, however,&quot; pursued
+the old man composedly, &quot;it is only the Immortal Spirit, that collects all its
+present and future energies, that it may step beyond the ordinary limits of
+nature, and that it merely takes with it the images of folly, and the almost
+innocent mask, in order to announce even in the supernatural, that which is
+absurd and contrary to nature.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;If you are right.&quot; said Edmond, &quot;what do you counsel those,
+who are thus gifted? This state must be a most critical one; but how
+disembarrass yourself of it?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;By simplicity of conduct,&quot; replied the old man, &quot;by
+estrangement from all passion and pride, and by pure prayer for the deliverance
+from this error, and from the deluding gift.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;That signifies,&quot; answered Edmond passionately and bitterly,
+&quot;I ought to entreat the Lord to withdraw from me, I ought to pray to him to
+remain far away from me; in order to become godly, I must commence with
+consummate impiety. Is it thus that a priest of the Lord can exhort and counsel?
+but thus they are, thus they speak, these persecutors. And if they be but
+consistent, they must also entirely deny the miracles of their church, nay, even
+censure sacred Scripture as a lie.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;You have not indeed completely understood me, young man,&quot;
+answered the priest. &quot;May not the ardour of love kindle so intensely, that the
+matter, the obscurity, the nothingness in us, may become temporally annihilated,
+and our speech, with the Lord's permission working in his strength may issue
+forth? That this may be possible, the example of the apostles teaches us, the
+prophets bear witness; that many great saints whom the world venerated, may have
+thus spoken and worked, is certainly credible.--And thus belief may move and
+elevate, it may be a positive crime to mock reservation,--but what can this
+avail true religion, or its mysteries? How weak would it be, if these supports,
+as I have already said, were indispensable to it! The miracle of all miracles,
+my young friend, is the great moment which is revealed to all sinning, hapless
+mortals in their limited life, when the lord himself advances to meet the
+penitent, the indifferent, and creates his heart anew. This metamorphosis is
+more wonderful incomprehensible, and more mysterious than all the overthrows of
+the laws of nature, which attract the eye searching for miracles, for here out
+of nothing something is brought forth, out of death, suddenly like a flash of
+lightning, life is created.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">They were disturbed at this moment by several peasants, who
+were begging directions from their priest how to proceed respecting the
+approaching festival and procession. Edmond in the mean while walked about the
+little garden, variously excited and inclined to contemplation, for his earlier
+youth had been recalled to his remembrance, many of his father's words, many of
+his early instructor's, his mother's admonitions were again revived within him.
+The clergyman returned after a short time and said: &quot;Still I must ever lovingly
+admire the human mind, when it preserves itself pure, and so many sentiments and
+customs affect, while they appear to us childish, and foolish. Let no severe
+judge expunge these feelings from our religion, for even, these sucklings will
+hang on their mother's breast, and while they nourish themselves, they gaze in
+her dark eyes, whose expression they understand more from the instinct of
+childhood than from knowledge. We have here in our little church a miraculous
+portrait of the mother of God, which is renowned and honored far and wide by the
+country-people of the mountain. An old shapeless figure cut in wood of small
+size, probably in the early age of art, when it was yet scarcely aware of its
+own existence. I have seen the sick, when they prayed before the altar, restored
+to health, for faith and the commotions of the mind are able to bring forth the
+strongest phenomena in our delicate nature. Now when I reflect that upon this
+little spot so many thousands have for centuries derived consolation and joy, I
+cannot look upon her without emotion. The war has rendered a festival impossible
+this year, which otherwise has annually been celebrated on the morrow. From
+several village communities, even from those which lie twelve leagues off,
+processions of the communities arrived; eight young girls crowned with flowers
+bore the portrait of the Madonna of their church, singing all those hymns, which
+sound so beautifully in the mountain dialect in their tunes: Thus they walked
+round the church and one procession after another brought many with spiritual
+songs into our temple, here the strange visitor must bow low before ours, who
+then in a chaunt thanked and praised the Lord, in the song which our young women
+here sing most enchantingly in alternate chorusses. Thus all the processions
+bring in their mother of God quite similar to the theories of the ancient
+Greeks, and retired again in praise and thanks. This ceremony, which to the wise
+may only appear puerile, has, since I have been able to observe the people here,
+always produced much good and salutary fruit. The common man (though what do I
+say, who among us that calls himself the educated,) need not such things at
+times. The whole village all the winter long rejoiced in the anticipation of
+this day, the possession of this Marie endears this spot of the mountain, and
+renders it invaluable to them, the pilgrimage church here dazzles to the absent
+from a distance as if surrounded with a glory. The wandering through unknown
+districts encouraged the young and old, the visitings of a foreign nature, made
+the accustomed home more agreeable to them. Religious sentiments, pious designs,
+were developed, and at a later period, in peace brought to perfection. On the
+road they encountered the poor and sick, who needed assistance, all the feelings
+of the heart were renewed and reinvigorated, for man requires a similar renewal
+at times, that he may not become too monotonous to himself. Shall I also remind
+you, that by this means their native land became to all more endeared and
+beloved? without mentioning, that people from far countries became acquainted,
+and one heard of this and that from another; affection and also marriages were
+contracted among the distant mountaineers, and thus the useful, the good with
+piety and an inclination for the wonderful, as well as the love of nature went
+hand in hand.&quot; &quot;All this,&quot; said Edmond, &quot;however much you may speak in its
+favour, the Huguenots call idolatry.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;It would be so too,&quot; answered the old man, &quot;if persecution,
+hatred and malice, were excited by this love and festivity. It might be perilous
+to celebrate the festival now, especially if it should be interrupted by
+enthusiasts of the other party. In bygone years, however, I have seen even
+protestants, who were unable to look upon the puerile ceremony without shedding
+tears. For it is just in a similar way, when man suffers himself to yield to his
+most cherished sentiments as if he were at home, when in an entirely childish
+and artless spirit he draws near to his God, or to his representative, his
+mother, or the saints, (whom he believes nearer to the nameless one,) plays and
+sports with the dreaded, the worshipped, laying aside all solemnity and all
+serious pomp, then does mankind appear purest and simplest. All ages, all
+nations are the same, let them think and worship as they like, have never been
+able to do entirely without it, and what we are often compelled to hear from
+free-thinkers or reformers, that we have again introduced the old overthrown
+idolatry, is only, if rightly understood, in the spirit of love, the
+regeneration of the human mind, which will never permit this source of its holy
+thirst to be exhausted. But abuse and error attach themselves to everything
+human. Indeed, the most beautiful body consists merely of earth, and dust; and
+yet beauty is more sublime than the moist clay of the fields.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Thus was Edmond compelled to hear from strange lips his former
+thoughts detailed. He was so affected by the presence of the old man, that he
+felt himself compelled to discover to him what a zealous catholic he himself had
+once been and had but a short time previously turned to the Huguenot faith; he
+was silent, however, respecting his alliance with the Camisards, and the purpose
+for which he had descended into the valleys.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;It is easy to understand,&quot; answered the old man, &quot;how lively
+minds in these troublous times forsake their party and seek on the opposite
+side, what is wanting to them; that love makes such attempts to become
+reconciled with itself, even though these attempts should fail. My dear, young
+friend, you recall to my mind by your confession, your countenance and presence
+my own past youth in the most lively colours, and I cannot refrain from
+exchanging confession for confession, confidence for confidence. I am indeed
+tempted to impart to you the history of my little limited life, that has almost
+only experienced emotions of the mind.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">They seated themselves in an arbour, before which stood
+plantains entwined with vines, the green wooded mountains were open, and the
+murmuring of the brook resounded pleasingly through the solitude, while from to
+time to time, the bells of the village church on account of the festival on the
+morrow, rang out their monotonous and solemn tones.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;I come from the Netherlands,&quot; commenced the priest, &quot;born of
+Huguenot parents, whom I lost at a very early period. My guardians,
+worldly-minded men, troubled themselves more about the preservation of my small
+fortune than of giving me a sound education, and therefore it happened that I
+was consigned to a tutor, with whom they, as well as myself, were very well
+pleased. He was a man of extensive information, who had also travelled much, and
+had resided a considerable time in London. As he was descended from a good
+family, and possessed himself some tact, he became acquainted with and acquired
+each day the confidence of many beaux esprits and of the courtiers here, and
+although his morals had not suffered as much as one might well have been led to
+fear, his religious principles at least, which may never have been very strong,
+were by this intercourse entirely stifled and destroyed. Knowledge,
+understanding were the most important to him, however he devoted himself with
+religious worship to poetry, as well as to the history of the ancient Greeks. No
+one could be more eloquent than he, when he enlarged upon these subjects. That
+these sentiments, as I was of a very lively disposition, should influence me,
+was very natural; my tutor seemed to me the most gifted of mortals, and his
+decisions were my oracles. Though I may still honour his memory, I must
+nevertheless censure as a weakness in what then certainly appeared to me his
+greatest forte, namely, his unwearied mockery of Christianity and of every
+religion; all others rather than the various sects of the Christian Church,
+found a release from his satires; the present, as well as the past, the history
+of the development, its mysteries, all was a subject of his derision, and the
+apostles, even the Saviour himself, were not spared by him, how much less
+Luther, or Calvin, and Zwingli, or even those so named mystics, who desire to
+form in themselves a peculiar spirit to recognise God. My mind had soon become
+so intimately connected with his, that I could not endure that there should be
+any religion for me on the earth, that any pious sentiments should ever arise in
+my heart. I had indeed my heroes of the former world, the Grecian antiquity, the
+high-minded Romans, in whose patriotism I glowed in dreams, the boundless fields
+of poetry with its gardens of wit and humour; and out of Sophocles and Eschylus,
+those dreamers of a world of spirits not understood, these seemed to me the most
+sublime objects that could ever have the power to shake my soul. In a short time
+I was honestly and truly ashamed of being a Christian, when I thought of the
+variegated world of fiction, of the ambiguous Grecian mythology, of those feasts
+and spectacles, lofty statues, and noble temples: Where then were the deliverer
+on the ignominious cross, and his impoverished disciples? how this faith of
+poverty and misfortune dwindled into nothing compared with those sacrifices and
+public parade, and the jubilee of the Pindaric hymns? neither did I reckon
+myself among the community, and the dullest day of my young, life, was that on
+which I was received into the church of our sect with the customary ceremonies.
+Each word seemed nonsense to me, all solemnity degradation, in anger only I
+responded to the questions, and while still in the church, I swore never again
+to visit it: A contradictory and foolish oath, which, however, I long observed.
+At a later period, when I reentered into the world, I remarked that all, who
+were called strong-minded, were either privately or publicly of my belief. All
+did not openly mock; the weak disapproved of this outrage, but only from the
+feeling of not making weak men err, or become unhappy, who though had nothing
+better themselves, or were not able to produce any thing but the old, miserable
+tale, that, without a connexion, one often contradicts the other. Many forcibly
+denied altogether the history of the Saviour, with others still worse, he was
+merely an unfortunate rebel, and to the best, a moral man, but who indeed,
+according to their views must be far inferior to Socrates, whose life was
+clearer, and whose doctrines seemed more comprehensible. Several of these
+free-thinkers, to whom the catholic church was a stumbling block, and who, that
+they might not be considered as antichristians, turned all the strength of their
+mind, under pretext of protecting the protestant freedom, to tear to atoms and
+to disfigure their catholic brethren, the history of the church, spiritual and
+temporal ordinances, in the most barbarous manner: thus behind this rampart,
+they imagined under false names, to be able to annihilate Christianity itself,
+for this it was which was hateful to them, not this, or that party. All this was
+very evident to me, and I lent my aid as much as my limited power would permit.
+I arrived at the age of maturity, and my opinions only became still more deeply
+rooted. I travelled, I saw the world, but only on the side, which confirmed my
+prejudices. If I met with pious enlightened Christians, they appeared to me only
+as strange disordered spirits, worthy of remark perhaps, of pity assuredly. In a
+German town I took out of sheer insolence the book of a German mystic from the
+library to my own dwelling, that I might for want of better amusement, divert
+myself in the spirit of derision with the madness of the absurd and the foolish.
+Unconsciously, I had brought the fire-brand into my house, which soon set in
+flames all this edifice of pride and worldly impiety. I turned over the leaves,
+read and laughed, read again and found the puerility at least poetical. The book
+left me no rest, I felt as it were attracted to it, it tortured me, and to my
+shame I was soon forced to confess to myself, that it contained connexion,
+strength, and spirit, that it instructed me, and that gardens, flowers, and
+trees of love bloomed, where I had only seen a waste desert. The presentiment
+seized me, that another God might rule the universe than he, whom in my
+enthusiastic views of nature, or in my poetical inspirations, I had been willing
+to discover, or to acknowledge in the vortex of frivolity.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;My mind much affected, after some weeks of anxiety and
+meditation, longed ardently to read the Holy Scriptures. None of my numerous
+acquaintances, even such as were book collectors, or who possessed extensive
+libraries, had this book in their households. I felt ashamed, that I too had
+never required it. From that time this treasure became my faithful companion on
+my travels. I read in solitary and consecrated moments, and experienced what
+every thirsty one feels, who is susceptible of humiliation, in whom the utter
+sense of helplessness is not entirely extinct, which, indeed, is so
+indispensably necessary before the spiritual word can take root in the
+uncultivated heart. Faith! this so often disputed, attacked and variously
+explained word. Oh! who has experienced it, in whom it has arisen with its
+strength, he will not dispute it. I could not withdraw myself from the
+revelation, the faith, so triumphantly did the words, the images, the language
+of the gospel glittering in the splendour of arms pierce through my soul, and
+all my energies became the prisoners of eternal love, and were now happy and
+blessed in the service, in the sweet slavery. My former rebellion against the
+Lord appeared to me mean and despicable, and my contempt turned from its course,
+no longer understood the folly of its early wisdom. Many indeed imagine, that
+faith, humility, and unbounded trust in the Lord, are nothing else than killing
+our energies, nay the faculty of thinking, and consequently withdraw in anger or
+in trembling from that work of regeneration, which, nevertheless speaks
+sometimes from afar indirectly to their insensible hearts. Unhappy men! This so
+much dreaded faith would first elevate their capacities to energies and kindle
+new lights and flames in their spirits. Without him, the revealed Christ, no
+sense in profound thought, no spirit in history, no consolation in nature and no
+peculiarity in our existence. Art, love, humour, who possesses him, they are
+then free play-fellows. How joyous, sweet, yea intoxicating and full of
+merriment, cheerful, and smiling does Christianity appear through all the
+genuine works of modern art, how blessed and pleasing are they, when in the
+greatness and fulness of the old world, yet like a spirit of gentle melancholy
+that passes away as the cloud, momentarily over the beautiful landscape in the
+brilliancy of spring.&quot; The old man paused, and Edmond said: &quot;Oh! how willingly I
+listen to you, and remember all the sentiments and vicissitudes of my stormy
+youth.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;What I had before rejected,&quot; continued the priest, &quot;now
+became the most urgent want of my soul, for I felt, how much a christian
+congregation, in unison together, must strengthen and elevate the individual. I
+visited the church therefore and wished to join in the worship of my sect. But
+whether it was that my mind was too much agitated, or that I had perhaps fallen
+on the wrong one, it appeared to me that every where the church overreached
+itself by preaching. All preferred their own explanations, and their close
+reasoning philosophy to the word of the Lord, they were all ashamed of Christ
+and denied him in artfully spun phrases, they misinterpreted him, merely that
+they might bring him nearer to their own weak necessities, as if he and his
+disciples must be subservient to their enlightened times, as servants and
+sextons of the church. I knew well, that every believing auditor and layman must
+be a priest himself to be able by his own power to transform the worthless into
+the good, but all my vital energies sank in the midst of that which surrounded
+me; the shrill singing stunned me, and the whole left a void and almost brought
+me back again to the state of a despairing infidel. It was certainly
+unreasonable on my part to require that all should partake of the intoxication
+of my newly planted vineyard. I was now compelled to feel, that fanaticism, and
+stepping beyond the limits was yet worse than remaining cold and apathetic below
+the mark. I continued my travels, and quarrelled on the way with my companion,
+already an old acquaintance, who neither could, or would not share in all my
+feelings. Thus we arrived at Nismes; there my destiny ordained, that I should
+long remain, in order that my whole life fully aroused should be determined and
+resolved. My companion, a certain Lacoste, introduced me to a house, where new
+feelings awaited me, to torture as much as to bless me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Lacoste!&quot; exclaimed Edmond, &quot;should he, perhaps--but proceed
+my venerable friend, I may be mistaken.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;My former friend,&quot; pursued the priest, &quot;was tall and robust,
+a handsome man in every sense of the word, feeling and kind, but frivolous, and
+as far from every religion, as I had been a short time previously. This friend
+introduced me to the family of a worthy magistrate, which soon, as the good man
+and his excellent wife received me so hospitably, became my daily abode. They
+had a son, an amiable youth whose enthusiasm quickly procured him my confidence,
+for just as much as Lacoste disputed all religious principles, young Beauvais
+warmly cherished them, voluntary lived in and for religion: he was the most
+zealous defender of his Catholic party, that I have ever been acquainted with.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Heavens!&quot; exclaimed Edmond, &quot;you are then, venerable man, the
+Edmond Watelet, of whom I have so often heard the Counsellor of Parliament
+speak, as the favourite friend of his youth?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">A long pause ensued.--&quot;It is indeed so,&quot; said the aged priest
+wiping away his tears, &quot;the young enthusiastic Beauvais must now be an old man;
+I too though am become old! Aye, truly, there is a period which our heart
+refuses to believe, it is that alone which exalts the life of each one of us to
+a strange fiction, to a wonderful tale. He is still living then? ah, my dear
+Chevalier, you are yourself very like him. That is the spell, which so
+inseparably bound me to you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Edmond talked of his father, but notwithstanding his deep
+emotion, he felt it was impossible to discover to him at that moment, that he
+was his son. After a time during which the old man recovered from his agitation,
+he continued more calmly: &quot;That which most contributed to convert the paternal
+dwelling of my young friend into an enchanted garden for me, was the society of
+the young and beautiful women, who assembled there. Ha himself was affianced to
+a lovely girl, and he ardently anticipated his union with her. His Lucy's
+sentiments corresponded exactly with his own, and all that drew them nearer to
+each other was more or less imbibed into their existence and grew with the
+inspired hymn. The elder Beauvais only smiled at the high-strained feeling of
+the young people, for though he was himself pious, he rather feared that
+overreaching, and this religious ecstasy appeared to him as such. I now visited
+the temple in high spirits with my enthusiastic friend. The solemnity of God's
+service, the stillness, the enchanting singing, the dread-inspiring presentiment
+which hovered over every mystery that here tried to present itself visibly to
+the necessitous, languishing senses, transported my heart. Already accustomed to
+look upon every thing as a riddle, as a concealed mystery of love, the
+celebration of the Mass appeared to me as elevated and divine, as revelation and
+work of art, as type and fulfilment at the same time, and each word spoken, or
+sung as it fell on my ear in the full force of its signification, drove back a
+bolt from my heart. Art and nature changed before my eyes, the element of water
+became glorified, in the fire, in the light of the church tapers as well as that
+of the house, I perceived and recognised the whole tenor of the secret of
+nature. The nights became too short to enable us to impart to each other all
+that arose in our minds. A young abbé, a mild, miracle-believing enthusiast was
+often the third in our consultations in the open air or within doors, and his
+learning, his knowledge in old legends and histories of the church gave to all
+our spiritual movements body and presence, yes, my friend, this rosy period of
+my youth was like the wedding festival of my soul, and griefs not to be named
+were already preparing in the midst of this enjoyment, in order to teach me how
+weak, how frail man is and remains.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;And this abbé,&quot; exclaimed Edmond, who had scarcely heard the
+last words, &quot;was he not named Aubigny?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Exactly so,&quot; replied the pastor with much astonishment, &quot;it
+seems indeed that you know all the companions of my youth.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Through the Counsellor of Parliament,&quot; answered Edmond, &quot;who
+also likes to recall to his memory the season of his youth. But I pray you to
+continue your narrative. I fear that that Lacoste did not wish to be the fourth
+in your alliance.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;The unfortunate man,&quot; said the priest, &quot;who had already
+become so confidential with us, withdrew from us day by day, although he still
+continued to visit frequently the paternal dwelling. Notwithstanding that we had
+agreed to deal mildly with him, his derision of us excited our anger, and his
+coldness refused all our conciliatory endeavours. It was not predestined, that
+our days should flow along in peaceful, undisturbed cheerfulness.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Among the young girls that visited my friend's house, the
+next in loveliness to his bride, was one Euphemie the most delicate and
+beautiful apparition that my eyes had ever beheld. She dazzled less than Lucy,
+but she was still more refined more etherial. Her mind was also already
+abstracted from this world, her wishes were directed to the cloister, the life
+of a nun seemed to her most desirable. Fortunately this inclination coincided
+with the views of her parents, who as it so often happens, wished the whole of
+the fortune to devolve on the son, so that he might be able to occupy a more
+important station in the world. In order to complete my reformation, the
+knowledge of love was only wanting to my deeply affected mind. Euphemie and I
+drew near to each other, we became as quickly familiarised as if our being had
+for many years been only waiting for this acquaintance. We were as brother and
+sister, before we had yet been able to wonder at the rapidity of this mutual
+confidence. We soon felt that we could not do without each other, she could tell
+me all her thoughts and feelings more easily and confidingly than she could
+impart them to her parents, even more than she ventured to do to her female
+friends. My heart floated in the sweetest repose; at the sound of her voice, at
+the glance of her mild eye, when I heard her footstep, when she walked in the
+garden, nay even when I only thought of her, my mind was as if plunged in bliss.
+Even thus the spirits of the pure soar glorified towards their sacred destiny,
+estranged from all passion and inquietude, from all violent incitements. And yet
+I knew not that I loved: I had never permitted this word to enter into my mind.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;We conversed on her future cloistered life, on the saints and
+their miracles, and Euphemie had in me the most believing pupil. She lent an
+equally attentive ear to my enthusiasm and days and weeks passed away in a
+pleasing dream. That Italy, whither indeed I was journeying, was in the world, I
+had totally forgotten.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Beauvais took possession of a country house, that lay in the
+most beautiful part of the country. I followed the family and my adored Euphemie
+also accompanied her friends, for the mother, as well as the son's future bride
+respected the wonderful girl. What singular conversations and outpourings of the
+heart! the earth and all that surrounded us, to which we must indeed have
+applied names, vanished from us, and our spirits as if in the innocence of
+Paradise lulled themselves, void of every want, but penetrated with the most
+innate, the most holy love. We understood each other without words, and as all
+that was earthly had fled, no feelings of jealousy, suspicion, or distrust arose
+in our souls.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;The legends, many of which express a heavenly spirit of
+resignation to the mysterious will of the Most High, a renunciation, nay almost
+an annihilation of self in fervent love of Christ, a profound mortal compassion
+in the endearing adoration, our inebriated enthusiasm was awakened and nourished
+especially by those feelings. Many of these tales are repulsive and contrary to
+every sentiment, these we discussed with subtle and ingenious commentaries in
+order to garnish them with a milder spirit. But the most beautiful that this
+species of tradition has preserved to us, is that, which, however, at the same
+time is the most misconceived by the unawakened soul of and which is found
+absurd and repulsive by the worldly minded. The life and history of the old
+hermits, there may be also much of later invention, to the mind which is once
+moved by spiritual things, they present a touching miracle. What shall I say of
+the meditations of St. Francis, of his ardent love and of the visions which
+arose and were present to this man in the perfect humility, the compassion, and
+fervour of his unfettered heart? He only who has once known the splendour of the
+world, the insolent strength appertaining to it, can rightly comprehend this
+temper of mind. We also often read the Gospel, and then a trembling, such as has
+been frequently observed in many enthusiasts, came over my whole body,
+especially when in solitude, for timidity and shame restrained me in society
+from exposing my deep emotions to observation. In this frame of mind, I left
+Euphemie one morning, some chapters of the Holy Scriptures had just been read. I
+threw myself down in the most retired spot in the garden, in order to give a
+free course to my tears. The whole world awakened feelings of pity within me, I
+experienced such an overflow of love in my oppressed heart, that it almost
+burst, in the excess of its own enjoyment; I read over again the passages in
+Luke, how Christ met the poor widow and the dead body of her son, and
+compassionately aroused the youth from death. There are no words that can
+describe the state of my mind. The elder Beauvais with a suite of servants was
+just returning from the chase. He might well be astonished at finding me in this
+condition, but he passed me with a mute salutation. I arose, and now as with a
+tremendous power it took possession of me. Verily, said I to myself, as thee no
+man has ever yet loved; it is the spirit of God, of the Father himself that
+stirs within thee to gladden to love, to sympathise with all; in these, these
+exalted moments I felt impressed with the eternal truth, that I myself, I was
+the son, the God from God,---and what should prevent me from moving these trees,
+these stones with the word of life, that they might change into other forms, and
+attest my might, shall I beckon to the angels that hover round me, visibly to
+appear to do my service?--Yes! let it be attempted, ventured--Then trembling and
+fear came over me, I was stunned and in despair; in contrite humility I cast
+myself down before my Creator, I felt myself undone, now that I perceived my
+devilish arrogance which had risen out of pure humility and love; I had
+experienced the most fearful apostacy from God, just at the moment when with all
+my faculties I felt myself nearer to him.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;This moment in which my spirit became dizzy on the verge of
+insanity and frenzy, has since then ever seemed to me the most terrible one in
+my life. I now understood myself and human nature, and also the danger of
+enthusiastic raptures of love. I had then indeed myself trodden the bridge over
+which all enthusiasts have passed, the narrow path (ever shining brightly,
+though hell lies beneath it) between virtue and vice, between wisdom and
+presumption, which leads from love and kindliness to hatred and murder, and I
+had now learned what an unholy spirit had moved the Anabaptists, and Adamites,
+and perhaps now glows and rages in many a heart among the rebels. Oh! my son,
+man is a most frail and pitiable being, the more is lent to him, the more has he
+to answer for, the brighter the spirit of love glows within him, the darker
+burns his reprobation; his gifts granted to him from heaven, may become his dire
+enemies, there is no one either that stands so fast, but that he may also fall.
+My legends had already taught me that, but I was doomed to feel it first in this
+fatal downfall.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Therefore still hell and devil?&quot; cried Edmond after a long
+pause. &quot;However mildly you spoke and sentenced at first, the priestly
+condemnation follows in the end. Oh thou unfortunate Cavalier and Marion! and ye
+unhappy children, on whose lisping tongues Satan himself laid the name of the
+Lord, and the awaking to repentance.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;What then shall we call that?&quot; said the old man mildly,
+&quot;which works directly against God? We require not certainly that fearful figure,
+which perversity has imagined, in order to represent him personally; we need not
+indeed ascribe to him those tremendous attributes, which the miracle-seeking has
+invented, fabulously enough, but so much the worse for us, the weaker, the more
+powerless he in himself is: how feeble are we then to permit ourselves to be so
+ignominously overcome by this shadow, this delusion, this inefficiency, this
+nothingness? How our priests may censure these suggestions and represent them as
+devilish I know not, but it suffices for me, that I have experienced in myself,
+that such a feeling of all our energies may exist in us in divine love, which
+then does not proceed from God, but from his despicable adversary, and of which
+we must beware, because we, the image of God, through our own demerits are, as
+it were, only shadows of shadows.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The old man arose, and walked several times up and down the
+garden, to subdue the emotion, which these recollections had excited. Edmond
+remained behind in deep thought, and compared the narrative of the pastor with
+his own experience. Should he now view them in an other light, or wish them
+effaced from the career of his life? He would have been more satisfied, could he
+have heartily embittered his feelings against the old man, towards whom,
+however, inclination as well as the intercourse of soul in which he had spent
+his youth with his own parent attracted him. The pastor came back smiling, and
+seated himself again by the side of the subtle investigator. &quot;It cannot be
+otherwise in life,&quot; recommenced he, &quot;each sentiment, each society, each
+disposition and friendship has its history, all ascends, attains the highest
+summit and falls again. Thus had the most delightful concord in our singular
+intimacy already vanished, before we had been able to perceive a change. The
+impetuous Lacoste had conceived a violent passion for Lucy, and the gentle,
+pious creature felt very unhappy on that account, although she at same time
+became reserved towards young Beauvais. At first the latter was embarrassed at
+this, then vexed and irritated against Lacoste, to whom until now he had been
+greatly attached, whilst he thought that a secret inclination for this impetuous
+man had thus visibly estranged his bride from him. In this mutual constraint,
+the two friends avoided each other, they were however compelled to meet in
+company: An explicit communication and reciprocal understanding seemed
+impossible, so that the rancour took even deeper root, especially with Lacoste,
+who, after some time, made but little effort to restrain from publicly betraying
+his aversion to Beauvais. But the state of my own feelings was such, that I was
+soon disqualified from observing others around me. Euphemie's brother, the pride
+of his family, fell into an illness, which had all the appearance of
+consumption, and now the parents thought of marrying their daughter to a man of
+distinction, that through her their name and large fortune might be perpetuated
+in the world. When Euphemie first spoke to me on this subject, she was wholly
+unembarrassed; her voice was as firm and steady as if she were speaking of a
+friend. I felt as if she were relating to me a silly improbable tale, so pure,
+exalted, and unattainable had my fancy painted her. I could almost just as
+easily have persuaded myself that a scheme of marriage was projecting with the
+evening star. But at night, on my solitary couch, the aspect of affairs took
+another form: Again was I doomed to learn, and how painfully! to know myself and
+the world. Is she to belong to the world? I asked myself, wherefore then not
+first to me? To me, to whom she already belongs, as my soul dwells in hers!</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;The concealed ardour, which until now had slumbered in the
+sweetest intoxication, burst through its bud and blossomed, and shone forth like
+a rare flower, which unfolded a thousand purple leaves. I felt now thoroughly,
+for the first time, that what until then I had considered merely earthly, was of
+heavenly origin. I deemed myself called upon in my pure love to renew as a real
+sacrament, the sublime symbol of marriage, in such holy perfection as it is
+seldom, perhaps never, found on earth. Euphemie was terrified at my plans, my
+ardent persuasions, and my enterprising spirit. The more her hesitation, her
+timidity increased my passion, the more did I appear to her a strange being,
+whom until then she had not known at all. She was to be awakened from her
+peaceful repose, thus my love desired it, but she was shocked at the thought of
+grieving her parents in any way, to oppose them was with her an unnatural sin,
+and all that I urged about elopement, force, and death, only confused her
+delicate mind, as in the roaring of the waterfall no speech can be heard. My
+high wrought passion grew almost to frenzy; that she did not love me, that I was
+hateful to her, that already she turned her affections on her bridegroom, whom I
+jealously cursed, menacing to kill both him and myself: to all these frantic
+expressions she listened with a suffering and endearing patience. Thus then was
+this heaven destroyed for me, and black demons grinned on me from the same
+places, where before my intoxicated ear had heard the flapping of angel's wings,
+from whence formerly a sweet smile from a radiant countenance bloomed on me like
+roses sparkling with dew in the rosy light of morning.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Verily my soul becomes young again, when I think on those
+days. Oh! he grows not old, who lives only in the solitude of his recollections,
+as I do. With poor Lacoste things went on still worse than with myself. He
+wasted away, and wished for death. Often did he call upon it with fearful words.
+There was something heart-rending in his look. My friend Beauvais had also
+become pale, his youth was evaporating. Oh! there is nothing so terrible as to
+be compelled to doubt the worth of the beloved object; that gives more pain than
+despised affection. And in these pangs the hapless man was now perishing. Lucy
+was a puzzle to me also, when I was able to direct a look at her, she as well as
+Euphemie were constrained and timid, sought, and at the same tine avoided
+solitude, longed to pour out the overflowings of the heart to each other or
+their beloved, yet could not find the time, or perhaps, could not exert
+sufficient courage. All the same men, who, but a short time previously sounded
+in concord together like heavenly tones, now screamed in yelling discord against
+one another; the apparent sanctity had changed into human folly, and each
+understood the other as little as himself. The elder Beauvais seemed to guess a
+little the horrible confusion, for he frequently looked at us all with dark and
+penetrating glances.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;At length this twisted knot disentangled itself again.
+Euphemie's brother began to recover, the former projects were brought forward
+again, and my overwhelming passion was compelled to give place by degrees to a
+calm resignation. This only was the case, for I was determined to make good my
+supposed rights, until I perceived that the delicate Euphemie must perish in
+this storm; Lucy at length declared herself for Beauvais, and it was discovered,
+that his too intimate intercourse with Lacoste was alone the cause of her
+reserve towards him. The fear had risen within her, that he himself might be
+inclined to the free-thinking opinions of his rival. So great was her love to
+her church, that she had resolved, rather to sacrifice her dear betrothed than
+to live in the proximity of persuasions, which she considered as utterly
+profane. And it is true, the more zealous we were to recognise truth and
+divinity in one form only, the more did Lacoste seize every opportunity to
+express his incredulity. Indeed, however, miserable he felt within himself, he
+sought by a certain vanity to avail himself of every occasion to prove his
+strength of mind in mockery, and in violent bursts of passion, his wretchedness
+had given such a bitter turn to his feelings, that sometimes he stood amongst us
+like an inspired prophet of Atheism, used such singular similies and figurative
+expressions, in a language so touching and elevated, that the pious maidens
+turned away from him with inward terror.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;We had all ceased to weep, we were reconciled and of
+peaceable, quiet hearts, when Lacoste entered in the midst of our pathetic
+emotion and religious conversation. Beauvais made known to him what he had
+learned from Lucy, and that he (Lacoste) must quit our society in order that he
+might not disturb the happiness of the lovers and their approaching marriage,
+perhaps even render it impossible. This blow fell unexpectedly on the
+unfortunate Lacoste; his whole emaciated, care-worn frame trembled violently as
+if in convulsions, he was unable for a long time to find words, and when at last
+they flowed from his colourless lips, he tried to persuade us, that such a
+sentence of banishment from former friends was at least too hard, that he was
+not able to subdue his passion so quickly, or entirely to get rid of his
+persuasions, but that he combated both, and would strive against them with still
+greater energy in our company. But Beauvais was on this day armed with manly
+courage and resolution, his intercourse hitherto with Lucy had made him too
+unhappy; he insisted on the immediate departure of the peace-destroyer; the Abbé
+Aubigny sided with him, the gentle Euphemie was anxious, and Lucy herself the
+most decided; I also joined in this chorus, and we all unanimously declared, as
+with one voice, that the godless one should no longer linger near us; it was our
+duty, the love of Christ itself required of us to banish him, because through
+his intercourse with us, our religion would be sullied, perhaps even endangered.
+When Lacoste perceived we were firm in our religious zeal, he left off prayers
+and humiliations, and a tremendous fury overcame the mortified man, his eyes
+flashed fire, and he cursed himself and us with the bitterest execrations--that
+we might never find happiness, that misery might pursue us, that Beauvais might
+reap nothing but grief and sorrow from this marriage, and that he might live to
+see calamity, distress, and crime on his dearest children.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Edmond sighed deeply. &quot;Thus,&quot; continued the priest, &quot;did the
+wretched man leave us, and rushed like a madman out of the house; but a short
+time only was requisite to recall us to our senses, and to penetrate us with a
+burning shame. In the most devout temper of mind, in feelings of the purest
+love, as we fancied, we had been cruel towards a fellow brother, towards a
+friend, who deserved forbearance and compassion, although he might have strayed
+into the path of error. Beauvais was the first to recollect himself, and was
+angry with himself and all of us; he rebuked us as inquisitors, who condemn in
+cold blood to the stake all those that differ in opinion with them. A messenger
+was quickly dispatched to his residence in town, but he had already in his fury
+departed thence, no one knew whither. He had smashed to pieces everything in the
+house there, and with his gigantic strength had so ill-used a young waiter, who
+had attempted to appease him, that the unfortunate lad had been given up to the
+surgeons as dead. He had so cut his head with tables and chairs that he threw at
+the defenceless boy and crushed both his legs, that it was doubtful whether he
+would recover. If we had first been ashamed, we would now have concealed
+ourselves in the caverns of the earth, when we learned that this young lad, bred
+up in the most ordinary manner, and without any information, as soon as he had
+recovered his senses, during excruciating tortures from the dressing of his
+wounds, had prayed to God for the man, who had injured him, that he would
+forgive and succour the unhappy man, who must have been inexpressibly,
+infinitely wretched to have been prompted in his sorrow to fall upon an innocent
+person. Who is the true Christian? we asked ourselves, who the professor of the
+religion of love? Ah! we were so zealous, we thought we had learned so much,
+that we were able to teach the profoundest doctrine, we looked down daily with
+contemptuous pity on those who were less enlightened, who were not susceptible
+of our sublime emotions,--but now we were forced to confess to ourselves, that
+we were yet standing on the other side of the commencement; it was just, that we
+as miserable scholars, should be compelled to go for instruction to a young and
+ignorant waiter at an inn.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;I will conclude. Before my friend had yet celebrated his
+marriage, my Euphemie took the veil. On the same day, we had thus arranged it, I
+caused myself to be received into the bosom of her church. At first I intended
+to become a monk, but as I had delayed, I suffered myself to be consecrated a
+priest at a distance, and was transferred to this solitary part of the
+mountains. Since then, I have never heard of my friends, of Euphemie; I even
+wished to avoid ever seeing them again, that I might not renew the pains of
+deep, vital wounds. And yet it is but weakness, to turn away from the path of
+sorrow.--It had become dark, and the two friends repaired to the lighted room,
+to partake of the little evening meal. The young peasants who had been there
+before, reentered, and led with them a young and beautiful girl. The latter
+shewed the pastor the flowers and the ornaments, with which they intended on the
+morrow to adorn the image of the mother of God. 'Now, at last,' said the young
+and happy Caspar, 'is the time come, reverend sir, that I can lead home my
+Louison, my bride. You know very well how she desired to spend to-morrow's
+festival still as a virgin, in order that she might be able to carry our Mary,
+and sing too. It has been sorrow enough to me, to be compelled to defer my
+happiness for so long a time; but for once she has persisted in her pious
+obstinacy. Well, truly it is precious to have such a christian wife, such a holy
+treasure. All is well, that everything has been so prosperous as yet; for who
+can tell what evil may come between, when man places his fate on such trials as
+these, and binds himself to hours and days. However everything is already
+arranged for the wedding, and all danger and fear is surmounted.' 'How thou
+talkest.' said the blushing Louison, from whose eyes laughed her approaching
+happiness; and the fulfilment of all her wishes. 'I have been friendly to thee
+for two years past, but must I on that account love the mother of God less? Ah!
+the history as it has come down to us, is too affecting, and therefore we must
+be thankful towards her. Look you, my strange young gentleman, before the
+village stood here, there was nothing far around but field and forest. No vine,
+no olive-tree was to be found here. Then went a poor wood-cutter, who had come
+from a distance into the wild forest to cut down a tree for his trade. And as he
+applied his hatched to it, he heard a sigh, and as he listened, a singing. A
+light appeared in the gloomy forest, and above in the tree, in the oak trunk,
+there sat as if in a hollow the mother of God, and commanded him to build a
+church on that very spot. The man made known the miracle, the wood was cleared,
+and behind the altar of our church stands still the same old oak trunk, in which
+the holy virgin already dwelt from time immemorial as a testimony and a
+remembrance. Thus was our good church founded, thus has the village risen, and
+men have drawn near the beloved spot, for our Mary would not thus dwell in
+solitude any longer. Look Caspar, thus but for our gracious mother, there would
+be no house, no man here, and our dear parent's house, and I, and thou would not
+be in the world, and upon this spot of earth, and for all this must we be
+thankful to her.'</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;All well and good,&quot; said Caspar, &quot;but just because she is so
+amiable, she would certainly have granted us with all her heart, our happiness a
+long while ago. God and the saints are not like us men, who are so ambitious on
+one little point, that we neglect true honour.&quot; &quot;Is it not true, Caspar,&quot; said
+Louison, laughing, &quot;if thy new jacket with shining buttons had not been ready,
+thou wouldst willingly have deferred the wedding?&quot; Thus laughing and jesting
+they withdrew again to go and seek the clerk with whom they wished to consult
+how best they might attach the flowers and garlands to the altar. The old man
+felt happy that his penitents loved to approach him with this child-like
+confidence, and respected him just as much as a father, while at the same time
+they fearlessly associated with him in play and merriment. Edmond was grave and
+melancholy; when it was time to separate to sleep, he abruptly asked the priest,
+as he grasped his hand: &quot;Well, reverend sir, did you then afterwards in your
+station find that happiness of which you dreamed in your youth?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Happiness,&quot; said the old man, &quot;what is it men call thus? and
+of what avail would their dreams be then, if it were to be met with in reality.
+I soon saw in the beginning, with bitter sorrow, that I was too enthusiastic,
+that my companions in the same calling, my superiors, did not partake of my
+burning zeal; disapproved of it indeed, or declared it heresy and false
+enthusiasm. They were too much occupied about their community, the ensuring of
+their condition, their influence in the world, and the binding of souls, to have
+kindled ardour within them, or to have sought that faith in emotions, which was
+so necessary to my life. Well, somewhat late, I undertook to examine the
+teachers of my now abandoned church, and discovered that they were not
+altogether so inimical to Christianity as I had fancied. I thought that I
+perceived more and more distinctly that many roads lead to the Lord, and that
+he, as he himself has promised, has prepared many dwellings in his house. What
+the innovators, who have split asunder the church, desire, many of the apostles
+and earlier teachers have already wished. I hope, this disunion will just
+preserve the eternity of the Word. I also perceived, that to form a spiritual
+state, to represent a great community, a great deal by far of that enthusiasm of
+solitude must be checked, if it were only to preserve the constitution pure, the
+strength which alone renders possible that innate spirit of love for the present
+as well as for the future, and prepares for it an asylum. It was granted to my
+desire to live here in a small commune, retired from the whole world, almost
+like a hermit and thus to suffice for myself. I honour the body of our church,
+and am not angry with it, because it has no spirit; I forgive it the letter, if
+sometimes it appears to annihilate the spirit, because I trust in the wisdom and
+love of the Almighty, who thus accomplishes all to his ends.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Thus they separated, Edmond could not sleep. How agitatingly
+did all this old man's words work upon him, whom he had so unexpectedly met of
+whom his father had so often spoken to him in his childhood. He felt troubled,
+and prayed fervently, that at length this rebellion, which he had been sent
+forth to excite, might not rage in this valley over the venerable head of this
+peaceful hermit. But he indeed knew best how impossible this was, how inevitable
+must be the dreadful event. In short slumbers, fearful dreams tormented him, and
+with the dawn of morning, he hastened over the mountain to Lacoste to send him
+off to Roland and Cavalier.</p>
+
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<h2>CHAPTER IX.</h2>
+
+<p class="continue">In the mean while Martin's wound, through the watchful care of
+his doctor, had astonishingly improved. Eveline had soon become familiarised
+with him, and the young man seemed even more than the father to doat on her. He
+exerted himself with humble devotedness to perform every little service, and was
+only happy when he was able to win a smile from the Lord of Beauvais. When the
+father now returned from the fields with his daughter, the latter said to him:
+&quot;Is it not true, papa, that when I am grown up, I too shall be obliged to
+marry.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Probably,&quot; answered the Lord of Beauvais, &quot;Well then,&quot;
+continued she, &quot;give me the young handsome Martin for a husband.&quot; &quot;Does he then
+please thee so very much?&quot; asked the father.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Not merely on that account,&quot; said Eveline, &quot;but because I
+should like to make a good marriage, and such, as I have heard, one does not
+frequently meet with. But with our Martin I should be perfectly happy, and he
+behaves himself already quite as if he were your son. And I, when I say to him,
+Martin! sit thee down here by me! Get up again! Fetch that flower there for me!
+Now tell me something! or, Go away, I should now like to be alone awhile! thus
+he does everything so exactly at a signal, as I have never before seen. Neither
+Martha nor Joseph, and least of all the old obstinate Frantz, that was eternally
+scolding, would thus have obeyed me at a word; with such a smart, well-dressed,
+sensible husband, the thing might turn out worse, and therefore I will choose
+Martin, if you will allow me.&quot; &quot;But he is only a servant,&quot; said the Counsellor.
+&quot;You have said yourself,&quot; prattled the child, &quot;that there was something in his
+appearance more than ordinary. He is certainly the son of respectable people;
+through the rebellion we too have fallen into misery, and it may be worse with
+us yet, one must therefore look about by times for help.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;And if he will not have you?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;I have already asked him this morning, then he laughed out
+quite loud, what I had never seen him do before, but afterwards he became quite
+grave again, sighed, and kissed me on the forehead. That I think is quite answer
+enough.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">In the little garden under the trellaced bower, they found
+Godfred and the tall Dubois sitting at the oaken table; the wife was busy in the
+kitchen. They sat down by them both; the musician was at that moment in the
+midst of a lively performance. &quot;Do you hear, gossip,&quot; cried he, &quot;the sound when
+I press and keep it down, do you know what that means?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Yes,&quot; said Godfrey, &quot;it is pretty enough.&quot; &quot;Well, attend,&quot;
+said Dubois, &quot;how I now pass over and strike the quaver, which afterwards
+quivers in the deep tones, and how in the mean while my hand works here in the
+bass. You now understand this many-voiced composition? Listen! see, that is what
+I call fundamental composition.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Yes, it is pretty,&quot; said Godfred--&quot;he can now move all his
+paws.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Do not think of your stupid dog,&quot; exclaimed Dubois, &quot;you will
+not often be so fortunate as to hear a sonata of Lulli. Collect your thoughts
+well together. Hist! now we are passing over suddenly to the flats? St! do you
+hear? Ah! the passage is exquisite.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;He must eat a rice mess this evening,&quot; said Godfred.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Can you endure music, Peter Florval?&quot; cried the musician,
+eagerly addressing the State Counsellor; &quot;Many nerves are unable to support it.
+Now we are coming to the conclusion. Forte! forte! bound! continue! what do you
+think? Ah, now comes, the most difficult passage. That is a composition that
+requires fingering and skill. It flies right and left. Now I play over with my
+right hand in the bass, now the into the treble. See, now I work away crossing
+hands; now with all ten fingers! and again! and again! I need indeed take my
+elbows to help. Over, over! dispatch! Ah, it is admirably written. Do you not
+think so, gossip?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;At first though he must only be allowed to run with caution,&quot;
+said Godfred.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Still those doggish vagaries?&quot; said Dubois, sullenly,
+&quot;banish, I pray, those four-legged thoughts from your mind, and for once live
+entirely for art.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;I must afterwards though cut the divining-rod,&quot; said Godfred
+in a loud voice to himself.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Stop!&quot; cried the long musician, as he jumped up, &quot;you here
+remind me of a thought, I have wished for some time to impart to you. Do you
+know what to do with such things?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;So, so,&quot; said Godfred, &quot;I discovered my well for myself by
+means of it, and thus served several neighbours.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;And treasures!&quot; cried Dubois.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Water,&quot; said the surgeon, &quot;is sufficiently precious; I have
+never attempted anything else.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;You know, perhaps,&quot; continued the gossip; &quot;It is not yet ten
+years ago, since Jacob Aymar, from Dauphiné discovered by means of his
+divining-rod, a murder that had been committed long before. The story created
+the greatest sensation in Paris and at Lyons at the time. I was then in Paris
+with my brother, the universally celebrated great doctor, and saw myself the
+simple peasant, who could perform such miraculous deeds. My brother, who is a
+very speculating philosopher, repaired hither at this extraordinary discovery,
+and employed all sorts of remarkable essays, so-called experiments in the
+presence of persons of distinction, and they succeeded admirably. But the rod
+must be cut from a hazel branch at midnight, at the full moon, and without
+uttering a word at the time.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;That is superstition,&quot; said Godfred, &quot;any rod can answer the
+purpose, if the hand possesses the gift.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;What do you know,&quot; exclaimed the former, hastily, &quot;about
+Philosophia Occulta? you are always on the side of the sceptics, in everything.
+Do you think that Moses' staff was anything else than such a divining-rod? It
+must discover money just as easily as water; indeed, it must guess the thoughts,
+and thereby ward off future crimes. Every city, every village under a reasonable
+government should have its priviledged rod-walker.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Impiety,&quot; said Godfred, &quot;sufficient calamity happens already
+without this superstition. The silly hazel-rod should be applied to the backs of
+all such fellows.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The musician made a wry face and would have answered angrily,
+when Eveline uttered a loud joyous &quot;Ah!&quot; an old peasant passed by, followed by a
+large dog. The Lord of Beauvais had risen, Eveline blushed, and at a sign from
+her father remained behind. The old peasant cast a searching glance into the
+bower, but the Counsellor looked a negative, without those present being able to
+observe it, and the peasant proceeded on his way without forming an acquaintance
+with the company. But not so the great dog, that no sooner had he snuffed the
+air, than he instantly leaped over the palings of the garden, and howling and
+whining with joy, jumped in a hundred playful gambols round the Counsellor and
+his daughter, and then lay down, placed his two paws on their persons and
+recommenced his frolics anew. It was in vain that Eveline cried out, &quot;Away,
+away! what does this nasty strange dog want here?&quot; she wished to pretend to be
+angry, but the absurd antics of the well-known Hector, forced her to burst into
+a loud laugh.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Peter Florval,&quot; said Dubois, &quot;you must be known to the dog.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Not that I know of,&quot; replied the Counsellor, somewhat
+embarrassed; &quot;he must have come from some farm in my former neighbourhood.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;It may be so,&quot; answered the musician, &quot;but the peasant though
+ought to have come in here; what frightened him away from us? surely we are not
+such great folks.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Hector, that now heard old Frantz whistle from a distance,
+stood irresolute on the alert, looked inquiringly at the Counsellor, and then
+seemed to wait for Frantz, and danced round Eveline again; at length, however, a
+second loud whistle called him away. The Counsellor said, &quot;I must go and see
+whether the old man is known to me, come with me daughter.&quot; They both, left the
+garden. &quot;One easily becomes over cautious,&quot; observed he, after having heartily
+welcomed his faithful servant; &quot;Had you only known for what we pass here, it had
+been better to have come in at once. But you have not yet spoken with Mr. Vila?&quot;
+&quot;It has been impossible for me to visit him yet,&quot; said Frantz, &quot;for my journey
+detained me too long: an accident brings me to this village, where, indeed, I
+did not suppose you to be, the royalists, who in large bands keep the mountains
+in a state of siege, obliged me to turn away from the high road. But now, my
+dear master, no one can pass over the frontiers, the watches and precautions
+have been redoubled; every one in the country is already suspected, how much
+more so should he desire to quit it, even the passports from government are no
+longer respected.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">It was agreed upon, that Franz should go to St. Hippolite to
+Vila, and return after some time with news, but never, as had been determined at
+an earlier period between the friends, to bring letter, or papers. When the
+Counsellor returned to his dwelling with his child, the latter said, &quot;I should
+never in my life have thought Hector so stupid; he did not pay the slightest
+attention, I might have made signs to him as long as I liked, and yet he can
+hunt and perform other feats of skill, which I should never have been able to
+learn; but whenever indeed I have wished to tell him about the slightest fun, or
+when my brother was gone out and that he would soon return, he has never
+understood me. If it is only not the case with us human beings also. Perhaps we
+run thus along just like little dogs by the side of angels, who insinuate much
+to us, yet whose language and real meaning we can never comprehend.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;At least,&quot; said the father, &quot;man should not dive too deeply
+into that, nor with daring enthusiasm desire to confine to himself that which is
+denied him by his Creator. But you cannot, however, understand that yet, my
+little girl.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;It must be glorious,&quot; answered the little one, &quot;to understand
+all the thoughts which are permitted to us by God. All that he does grant to us
+by degrees, if we are pious and kind! What I have always with delight seen you
+do, when for whole hours you used to sit at your great books, of which I did not
+understand a single word, and you so often lifted up your eyes joyfully, and
+continued to reflect; you cannot think how well it looks, and what a beautiful
+sight it is to behold a sensible man engaged in deep meditation.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">They had returned to their friendly home, and Martin with the
+others were waiting for them. &quot;It is really abominable,&quot; began dame Barbara,
+&quot;that the Camelsarts have become so impious, that this year no processions can
+go to the village, which lies only six leagues from hence. One may pass over the
+mountain in three hours, and I have never before spent a year in the neglect of
+edifying things.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;There is no church festival then now a-days?&quot; enquired
+Dubois. &quot;Well no wonder; nay, even the great annual markets have been
+abolished.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;The turkish great sultan and the heathenish Marrelburgh must
+have negociated an alliance with the rebels, that we completely fall into
+miserere, for one cannot know what the political conjunctive may produce to us
+in this year: All indicatives, said our pastor only yesterday, promise no
+particular property, and we may indeed be stuck fast in the mud by the new
+year.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Pray, spare us Gossip,&quot; said Dubois smiling, &quot;the learned
+words, in which indeed you have ever contrary wind, and you do not rightly
+understand the tacking about (Laviren).&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;By, expressing myself thus,&quot; rejoined Barbara impatiently,
+&quot;do I then in any way squander your capital interest? I merely add thereto my
+own, and whenever I may require mesicaments, there stands my old man, and you
+need not offer me any strange Laxirung.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Such phrases and notions are indeed not at all proper. What
+must my honoured cousin think? he certainly imagines we live quite freely with
+each other as if we had been married together. It remains a constant truth, that
+whoever has been once a virtoso, can never again become a simple-minded man, he
+is for ever lost to pomology, kindheartedness, or hormanity.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Do not become warm about it gossip,&quot; said the musician, &quot;I
+have never dreamed of offending you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;No more,&quot; said she angrily, &quot;to me of dreams and dreampeter
+stories; for they are just as unsufferable to me as your sonneteering on my
+table there. It too has not once dreamed, that in its old age it would serve as
+a finger board.--</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Peace,&quot; said Godfred, &quot;you do not understand all that,
+Barbara, for the people over there are assembling: What is the matter then. Let
+our gossip play the harpsichord, he uses his own fingers for it and not yours,
+but something new must have occurred, I should like to hear, we must question
+our neighbours.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Thus throwing unconsciously the different conversations
+together, because he was curious, and yet he also wished to answer, he now
+demanded of one that was running by, why the neighbourhood seemed thus in an
+uproar. Now smart firing was heard close by. &quot;There must be great confusion on
+all sides in the valley,&quot; said a country woman.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">All quitted the garden, and the firing of small guns was
+distinctly heard as it was borne on the air.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Ugh!&quot; sighed Dubois, who could now climb the mountain. &quot;One
+must hear it much more distinctly up there.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;I like not,&quot; said Godfred, &quot;to have any thing to do with war
+and war cries. The unfortunate, beautiful, peaceful villages, until now we have
+heard nothing of it, except once at the very beginning, now again we receive the
+evil visit.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;There yonder,&quot; thought the woman, &quot;they have the
+miracle-working statue of the Mother of God, that will protect them all, the
+rebels cannot effect any thing in opposition to that: Fire and sword, balls and
+blows cannot prevail against the heavenly miracle.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Detached light cavalry scoured the village. They enquired the
+way and desired to rejoin their companions from whom they had been cut off on
+the mountains.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The trumpeter approached the officer with a face of
+importance, while he pointed out to him a mountain road, upon which the horses,
+in a case of necessity, could make their way through. &quot;I have myself had the
+honour to serve in the royal guards;&quot; added he proudly. &quot;As what?&quot; asked the
+young officer. &quot;It was granted to me,&quot; said the former, &quot;to be first trumpeter
+of the regiment. How goes it, sir captain, with the rebels?&quot; &quot;Grant to me,
+trumpeter,&quot; answered the leader, &quot;to owe you the answer until we meet again. The
+knaves are possessed by the devil, and it faires badly with us. If you could
+blow them away, we would then take you with us.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Thereupon they all galloped away, whilst the whole body raised
+a burst of laughter. &quot;Service is no longer as it was formerly,&quot; observed Dubois,
+&quot;the old, genuine soldier-like gallantry must give place to new fashioned
+boasting, and venerable age and experience are of no value among the raw
+striplings.&quot;</p>
+
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<h2>CHAPTER X.</h2>
+
+<p class="continue">In the mean while the calamity in which Edmond took a leading
+part and too late repented, now burst forth. Cavalier, who this time conducted
+every movement of the troops, had so prudently contrived his plans; valour, and
+fortune were so favorable to him in their execution, and at his command on all
+sides, that the enemy, who thought to have hemmed him in, saw themselves
+surrounded. The royalists were forced to give way, and were decoyed and driven
+into the narrow valleys, where they could not employ their strength, the cavalry
+was cut off, and on whatever side the soldiers turned, they met with their
+adversaries, who fought from the advantageously situated heights.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">In the morning, conformably to the arrangement made, the
+village procession was put in motion at the festive sound of bells. The church
+was beautifully decorated with garlands and flowers; the clerk began to play the
+organ, and old and young assembled on the common dressed in their holiday
+clothes, in order to join the young girls and follow the procession into the
+church. The aged priest was standing already before the altar, awaiting the
+congregation, when suddenly a panic seized and rendered them motionless, for a
+loud and reiterated firing was distinctly heard close at hand. &quot;Jesus, Maria!&quot;
+exclaimed the girls, and the chains of flowers fell from their arms, the young
+men spoke of weapons and defence, and the old looked at one another in alarm.
+The firing approached nearer, and the priest and clerk had already quitted the
+church. All was in fearful and anxious expectation. Psalm singing was now heard
+from over the steep mountain. &quot;They are the Camisards!&quot; shrieked all aloud and
+in terror; at the same moment a regiment in reserve rushed from the left into
+the valley. The Camisards moved from above precipitatedly, and jumped and slid
+down the vineyards, while they hurled stones and balls among the bewildered,
+stupified, and discouraged mass of soldiers. In vain the officers inspirited
+them, some fell with their horses, others sought to retreat towards the outlet
+of the valley on the right. The procession and the clergy, as well as the
+congregation were mingled with the combatants, before they were yet able to
+recover their senses. A few only succeeded in flying to their houses.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;They are beaten!&quot; cried Catinat furiously, who mounted on a
+great black horse and roared, &quot;After them! destroy them in the name of the Lord!
+and throw fire and sword into these cottages and idolatrous temples!&quot; Ravanel
+rode on a small horse at his side and was already stained with blood, for he was
+ever foremost in the slaughter. Favart, Stephen, Anton, and the diminutive
+François had nimbly clambered down the mountain. Houses were already seen
+burning in the distance, the cry of murder from the inhabitants mingled with the
+rejoicing shouts of the victors and the clashing of arms. Stephen now attempted
+to take the crucifix, which the youthful Caspar, as leader of the procession
+carried, but the latter struck him so forcibly on the head with it, that his
+fair locks were smeared with blood, and the youth without drawing another
+breath, fell to the ground. When Anton, the shoemaker saw this, he fell
+furiously upon Caspar: &quot;Tear the cruel idolaters to pieces!&quot; screamed he, and
+struck Caspar with his short sword, who was on the point of using his weapons on
+the neck, so that in a moment he was red with a stream of blood. Louison, who
+saw that her beloved was lost, uttered a piercing shriek of woe, tore the short,
+stumpy Anton by the hair to the ground, and battered his brains out with the bar
+of the crucifix, which Caliper had now let fall. A murderous shout of
+bloodthirstiness rang fearfully through the troops of exasperated rebels, and
+François was the first to cut down the beautiful Louison, whereupon an
+indiscriminate massacre raged in every cottage, in every street, upon every
+little bridge, and in the already burning church, so that the gurgling brook
+soon rolled in blood-red waves.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">In the meanwhile Edmond stood gloomy and despairingly above on
+the steep rock, and saw now distinctly, now obscured by the smoke the streets
+and houses of the village beneath him. The smoke now rolled away, the royalists
+had all fled, a short cry and wailing, the inhabitants were all slain, cottages
+burned right and left, the fire shone through all the trees, and now the flames
+arose in the church and the peaceful dwelling under his feet, which had
+hospitably sheltered him that very night, already rolled in columns of smoke,
+the fire shortly raised the roof, and below was a universal glow of destruction
+and death, reflected in the bloody, splashing brook, all like a fiery river of
+hell, where yesterday an Eden had bloomed. The green trees defended themselves
+from the fiery streams, but they were compelled to bend and yield to its force.
+The glowing waves burst up to the heavens over the church tower, and as a child,
+unconsciously smiling, plays even in death, the clock struck the hour once more,
+and for the last time, and then fell with the tower and the beams of the roof
+with a loud crash into the abyss of fire and smoke.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Edmond sat down indifferent to all, and incapable of further
+thought. After a while he saw a troop of his brethren ascending the heights by
+different routes. Bertrand appeared soon afterwards on another road mounted with
+several horsemen. &quot;Are you defeated?&quot; asked Edmond, as they assembled near him.
+&quot;No,&quot; cried Bertrand, &quot;God has given us compete victory, the valleys are strewed
+with the bodies of the royalists; Cavalier has advanced yonder against the
+fugitives; Roland has now probably beaten another column, and Solomon their
+third division. But, as Cavalier knows, that several horsemen have fled, he
+fears they might make a circuit and fall upon him in the rear, we must therefore
+still occupy these heights.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Edmond had not the courage to ask what had taken place in the
+village below, but Bertrand began of his own accord. &quot;Now, for once, the hard
+hearts have been compelled to taste our vengeance, we have at length washed our
+hands in their blood. They will fear us, brother; the trembling of those that
+have escaped to-day will teach the others to tremble too. Like destroying
+angels, Ravanel and Catinat cut their way through them, where these stand, not
+one of the enemy expects mercy. I have now though been enabled to celebrate a
+great festival, such a jubilee as I have ever wished for. But many of our
+brethren, and our best lie there below. The despairing peasants have armed
+themselves almost in greater numbers than the soldiers. Ah! poor François, the
+child has been torn by the beasts, Anton, and the flute player, Stephen, have
+had their beads smashed, one of the villains threw my brother, when the poor
+fellow was already wounded, into the fire, even the wretched clerk was massacred
+by our Everard, whereupon I pitched the rogue head over heels directly into a
+deep well.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;And the aged priest?&quot; asked Edmond, scarcely audible,</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Him,&quot; said one of the troop, &quot;I saw for a long while standing
+with his prayer-book in the midst of the tumult on the common; right and left
+men and women were slain by his side, so that I thought, now, now this one or
+that must strike him. But it was as if they did not see him at all. I afterwards
+lost sight of him; surely he must be lying there among the dead bodies. Do you
+know anything of him, brother Christophe?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">A wild looking man, spotted with blood, diminutive and black,
+his whole face almost overgrown with bristly hair, said grinning: &quot;The old
+grey-headed knave is certainly a sorcerer, for when I had already killed several
+of the idolaters, and that he still continued to stand quietly there, and I was
+vexed that none of my comrades had ever aimed at him, in my fury I advanced to
+hew him down; already I raised my arm, then the spectre looked quite quietly at
+me, and his old thin lips smiled at it, almost as if he would have wept, but I
+tell you, from his large blue eyes such a spell shot through my eyes into my
+heart, that terrified I let foil my arm and was unable to do any thing to the
+rascal. A long time after, wishing to rest myself a little, I perceived him
+still in his black garments like a dark cloud between the combatants, wandering
+through flame and smoke and over the slain, perfectly collected and as if no one
+could do him harm. I think he is gone into the burning church and will probably
+be burned there.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Edmond awoke from his dreams to life again at this fearful
+recital. &quot;Thus, does the guest requite,&quot; said he to himself, &quot;the hopeful son of
+the friend, of thy youth. Is not that called love for love? Now I am no longer
+indebted to thee for thy hospitable reception.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Hollo! hollo!&quot; shouted Christophe wildly. &quot;Our brethren
+yonder are bringing the sacrificing priest of Baal. So much the better, he shall
+be slain here before the eyes of the all seeing God.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Edmond cast a withering glance on the wretch, then looked down
+and recognised already close beneath him the pastor bound, whom Favart, the
+swarthy Eustace and other Camisards were dragging up. &quot;Here we bring the knave
+dear brethren,&quot; exclaimed Favart, just as they gained a firm footing on the
+level rock, and dragged up the old man with cords.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">When the exhausted priest was drawn up, he cast such a look of
+lassitude, pity, and resignation to the will of heaven on the youth, that the
+hair of the latter stood on end with terror. &quot;God greet you with your booty!&quot;
+roared he to Favart and Eustace, &quot;but woe to him among you, who approaches the
+old man even by a look, for such a one will I tear with my teeth.&quot; Favart and
+Eustace stepped back, turning pale, and Edmond loosened himself the cords of the
+venerable man, then pressed him in his arms, laid his grey head upon his
+throbbing breast, and a convulsive sobbing prevented all utterance and
+restrained his tears. &quot;Why,&quot; said the aged man, &quot;should I alone remain of all
+the rest? the poor shepherd, whose flock they have slaughtered?&quot; &quot;What is that?&quot;
+vociferated Christophe, stammering with rage; &quot;will they rob us of our property
+that we have purchased with our blood? we have left gold and silver to be
+consumed in the burning churches, but the life of the idolater is our booty. And
+who will take it from us? A coward, who without drawing a sword, here safe in
+the distance, has contemplated our life endangering labour. Away with that!
+Apostates are we ourselves if we bear the like from an idolater, who has not yet
+abandoned his former wickedness.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">He would have rushed upon the holy man but Edmond intercepted
+him with the swiftness of lightning, and threw him with such giant strength upon
+the rock that all his limbs rattled, and he remained lying apparently senseless.
+Old Favart beheld this with anger, and Eustace, the charcoal-burner, became
+wrathful. Bertrand stepped wildly forward, and a group of clamorous Camisards
+pressed round Edmond and the priest. &quot;Who art thou?&quot; exclaimed Favart, &quot;that
+thou darest play the master here? Wilt thou act the nobleman here?&quot;--He seized
+the priest, and Eustace also laid a hand upon him. Though as Edmond stepped up
+to them, Eustace, from old accustomed obedience, let go his hold, and Favart was
+torn back by the powerful youth. &quot;Lord, Edmond, Beauvais!&quot; cried the man, &quot;our
+king!&quot; They struggled with each other, and Edmond hurled him down the mountain.
+&quot;Our brother's neck is broken!&quot; cried they all wildly together, and rushed upon
+Edmond with drawn weapons, who in this moment had been lost, if Abraham Mazel
+with a fresh troop had not arrived: Clary, Castanet, Marion, and Vila were among
+these. Through respect for Mazel they were quiet, and Edmond was enabled to lay
+the affair before the friends. &quot;We would not be cruel towards the defenceless,&quot;
+said Mazel. Clary remembered Roland's express command to spare the priest; the
+eloquent Marion exhorted and persuaded the grumblers, and it was determined that
+the priest, while the guides should clothe themselves in the uniforms of the
+slaughtered, should be conducted to Florac, that he might there claim the
+protection of his superior. Edmond offered to take this service upon himself,
+and Eustace and several of the brethren would accompany him on this expedition.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Conversation and dispute were interrupted, while this
+scattered and cut off band advanced, whose union with the defeated soldiers
+Cavalier wished to prevent. The few cavalry went to meet them, the infantry
+placed themselves in order, and a sanguinary combat began anew on the height.
+Mazel led them on, and the bravery of the rebels made the military, who were
+already discouraged, give way. Edmond and his followers were with the young
+captain and his light horse, who were exposed at a distance in an obstinate
+combat. The horse of the young man was already killed, but he fought intrepidly
+and indefatigably, however little he could promise him&gt;self a fortunate issue.
+Edmond advanced, and cried out, &quot;Surrender young man; you behave gallantly, it
+would grieve me were you killed here uselessly. I promise you protection and
+good treatment until you are exchanged for some of ours taken prisoners.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Miserable rebel!&quot; exclaimed the captain, &quot;dost thou think,
+that I would receive pardon from such a villain as thou? I know thee, Beauvais,
+perjurer, apostate; the executioner at Nismes awaits thee already. Look down
+into that valley, incendiary, and still speak of good treatment!&quot;---He looked
+searchingly at the youth, glanced down on his sword and fired his pistol at
+Edmond, it missed, and Edmond at the same moment shot a ball through his breast,
+so that he fell dead. The remainder were killed in the mêlée, the sergeant, who
+was still mounted fled precipitately from the height down the rock, Mazel and
+his followers were already far distant pursuing the enemy.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Edmond descended with those who would accompany him. In a
+vineyard they enjoyed the repose and frugal fare which could be quickly prepared
+for them. The old man was revived by a few drops of wine. &quot;Beauvais, art thou my
+son?&quot; began he, as he saw himself alone with Edmond.--&quot;I am called,&quot; said the
+latter, &quot;after your baptismal name, Edmond; as a testimony how my father has
+ever loved you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Ah, thou dear friend of my youth,&quot; said the old man with a
+deep sigh, &quot;why must I become acquainted with thy son under such circumstances?
+In this way then have the dreams of thy love, our religious inspirations been
+embodied? Thus are our fanatic presentiments fulfilled? To these murders and
+burnings, to these horrible cruelties must we awaken and call our whole youth
+folly and illusion? Ah! verily poor Louison, thy love to thy protectress has
+been badly recompensed. You were right unfortunate Caspar, that you did not know
+in what moment and in what sufferings your happiness would terminate. Now you
+lie together in a bloody embrace. Why cannot I say to myself, no, this is but a
+dream! Awake thou miserable old man, and find thy commune, thy children, the
+former tranquil repose, the sweet peace, and thy beloved church again! Woe! woe!
+to ye, ye poor, ye innocent! and threefold woe upon the wretches who brought
+this horror into these distant valleys.&quot;--He covered his head, and wept
+bitterly.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">The twilight was extending itself. The pastor wished to visit
+once more the ruins of his church, and they descended the mountain. Edmond and
+the priest went alone among the fallen walls. All was destroyed together, the
+alter only still remained and the statue of the virgin was blackened, though
+tolerably preserved. The old man took it down and buried it at some distance.
+&quot;Wherefore?&quot; asked Edmond. &quot;Will not the multitude,&quot; said the aged man, &quot;cry out
+a miracle again, when they find this statue the only thing still nearly
+preserved in this heap of ashes? Who knows what horrible blood-thirstiness may
+be enflamed by this accident, what monstrous, insatiable vengeance attached to
+this wooden symbol in the name of God, in order to satisfy under pretext of
+eternal love, the horrible feeling, which never should be awakened in the breast
+of man. No, what may be an innocent amusement in times of peace and happiness,
+and serve as an exalting, edifying, pious institution, often becomes a banner
+for the human mind if once wild rebellion has swayed, it followed exultingly by
+all the horrors of hell. I should consider myself a murderer, if I did not bury
+this protectress to-day, as our neighbours will inter the poor unprotected
+to-morrow. Should the Eternal Decree will it otherwise, he will easily render my
+trouble unnecessary.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">As they again issued from the ruins, they were met by the tall
+figure of Lacoste. &quot;Edmond,&quot; cried he, &quot;you and your compeers carry on a
+damnable trade. I have kept myself concealed the whole day, that I might not
+look upon the enormity. The ceremony of your worship is too severe. Your God is
+indulgent, for otherwise he would shew himself somewhat more rigorous in it. I
+thought I had already experienced every thing and understood every body; but in
+my present high school I still learn many new things.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">How astounded were Lacoste and the priest as each found again
+a friend of his youth in the other. &quot;You are then that pious, sighing, youth,&quot;
+exclaimed Lacoste in amazement, who in the eyes of his Euphemie would see and
+find the whole Empyraeum? We now wander afar over the flowers of your religious
+elysium. But tread firmly, for these eyes and noses no longer feel our heels,
+these faces are only the discarded masks, which still lie about from yesterday's
+gala. Yes, these masqueraders have destroyed much clothing, that can never be
+mended again, they have been reduced to tatters at once by extravagant
+insolence. Aye! aye! Edmond, your reverend cordelier, his hair is become white
+since then, like the yellow flowers of the meadow, which the first blast
+uproots. Where is Euphemie? Where Lucy, where our tears and sighs of those days?
+You have become a little old man in an instant: and, is it not true, that those
+youthful feelings appeal to you even now sometimes, but like dumb children, with
+their countenances? Now perform a little bit of a miracle with your
+superabundant love, and awaken these dead again which lie here in our way. But
+the question is, whether they would thank you for it, since they have once made
+a step to the other side, though rather in a neck-breaking manner; for if
+examined closely, that so called life is a cursedly tedious and base affair, and
+if one is to expect jokes like these every day, such as have been practised on
+these fellows here, then really one must be damnably sunk in bad habits, not to
+put an end to this miserable existence by a single gash on the throat. But thus
+indeed are we all.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">In these conversations they passed the night. The venerable
+pastor replied but little. Neither did his exhaustion permit him, which was so
+great, that he was often compelled to rest. As the hours passed the more
+agitated he became and the more he wished to end quickly his days in the ruins
+of his beloved commune, for he did not know why he should still wish to live.
+Edmond talked to him filially and affectionately, as a son, and the old man
+heartily forgave all the evil that the youth had drawn upon him, &quot;If I could,
+only see thy father once more before my death!&quot; exclaimed he much affected,
+or--grief did not permit him to say more, but Edmond guessed what he meant.
+After they had reposed several times, with the early dawn they reached a
+village, which lay pleasantly among some green trees. They determined on
+breakfasting here, in order to be able to continue their way to Florac, Edmond
+felt as if his whole life and being would dissolve in dream and mist. As they
+arrived before a small house, in the upper story of which some men appeared, but
+who quickly drew back at the sight of the regimentals, Edmond said to himself,
+&quot;I am on the point of becoming mad, for I now see the figures of my mind; it was
+indeed as if I perceived my father and Christine, and Eveline; and only because
+I here escort the two friends of his youth.&quot; They were going to inquire for the
+inn of an old man, who was gathering herbs in a small garden, when the wife came
+out of the house and begged of them to accompany her, since she herself had
+business at the inn, and that it was not so easy to find it, because it lay in
+another street, and in an out of the way place, where there was but very little
+business carried on, and had no communication with any high road.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">With this information, the chatterer accompanied them to the
+neat little inn of the place. The people had only just risen, and were terrified
+when they saw the soldiers, for since the attack on the not far distant
+district, the whole country was filled with terror. Wine, bread, and warm drink
+also revived the weary travellers, and Eustace and Bertrand with some others
+kept watch, that they might not be unexpectedly surprised. &quot;Who lives in the
+upper story of your house?&quot; inquired Edmond of the old woman.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Ah! good heavens!&quot; responded she, &quot;they are poor unfortunate
+people, whose property the wicked rebels have burnt. A peasant, a poor cousin of
+mine, has now fled to me with his daughter and his sister's son, and who knows
+whether the flambeau of wrath, with which the Lord of Hosts in his anger will
+light us home, is not already on its way to our little cottage. For where is
+safety, or security now a days as formerly? Verily, all is affliction and
+warfare, and the strangest fatality drives men here and there, as has happened
+only in old marvelous stories, and the troubles only increase, and suspicion
+becomes greater. Where one only sees a soldier, one might creep into a mole's
+hole, even though one should be of the very best and exact faith.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Is your trumpeter not come back yet?&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;He must have clean disappeared,&quot; answered the old woman; &quot;but
+my foolish husband grieves about the knave, and thinks that some misfortune must
+have happened to him in the mountains, because the long bellows was already old
+and broken down, and is sometimes troubled with a bad cough. As if it mattered
+much about such vagabonds, when so many respectable people bite the grass, who
+have more connexion and authority than the adventurer, who wants to play
+Moonseignor here.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">&quot;Aye, truly,&quot; said the landlord, &quot;but how goes it though with
+the Catholics, particularly with the poor clergy, as well as with the old,
+venerable lord there, who has now fled likewise? Some of them are said to have
+already arrived at Florac yesterday. The convents too suffer. A wayfarer arrived
+here in the night, who brought intelligence of an attack on a castle, where
+several holy women had been on a visit, who may belong to Nismes or Montpellier.
+Crosses and misery are in the whole land. And whence has the misfortune come?
+Each party lays the blame on the other.&quot;</p>
+
+<p class="normal">They set forward again, and those who were placed to keep
+watch rejoined the troop. A fiery red had spread itself over the whole heavens,
+as far as the eye could reach, when they emerged from the valley, the sky was
+illumined with the most singular and varied burning lights. From a wood,
+situated on an eminence on the left, rushed an aged female attendant, and cried,
+&quot;Oh, God be praised, that I see royal troops! Help, my good mistress!&quot; she ran
+back, and led an old nun, who appeared fainting. They approached, they revived
+her with wine. When the priest heard her family name called, he exclaimed,
+&quot;Euphemie!&quot; and dropped down before her. It was she, she had escaped with
+difficulty with her attendant from the burning castle, where she had passed the
+night in the greatest anguish. The old man told her his name. &quot;Hast thou then at
+times thought of our youth?&quot; asked he in a trembling voice, &quot;Can one forget
+life?&quot; replied the dying Euphemie, with closing eyes. &quot;And thou, Edmond?&quot;----&quot;I
+lived for thee, I die with thee,&quot; spoke the aged man, and both expired exhausted
+by the too strong emotion caused by finding each other again so wonderfully,
+while the rays of morning shone like a glory on their sanctified features.</p>
+
+<p class="normal">Carts which came from Florac, and whose owners heard from
+Edmond the brief account, conveyed the bodies to the town, that they might be
+interred in consecrated ground.</p>
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+<h3>END OF THE SECOND VOLUME.</h3>
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