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given orders to arrest any coiners, and to maltreat honourable gentlemen who threatened to hang the unlucky host used my house.' if he mixed up his name in the affair. " So that, since that time

" But, Athos!' cried D'Artagnan, said D'Artagnan, who could not help losing all patience at the innkeeper's laughing at the pitiable countenance prolixity,— Athos, what is become of of the host. him?'

" • Since that time, sir,' continued "«"I was eager to repair my wrongs the latter, .we lead the most wretchtowards the gentleman,' replied the ed life imaginable; for you must know innkeeper, and hurried to the cellar that all our provisions are in the to set him at liberty. But on my de- cellar, our wine in bottle and our wino claring what I came for, he swore it in cask, beer, oil, and spices, hams was only a snare laid for him, and in and sausages; and as we cannot get at sisted upon making his conditions be- them, we are unable to give food or fore he came out. I told him very drink to the travellers who alight here, humbly-for I was aware of the scrape and our inn is losing all its custom, into which I had got myself by my If your friend stops one week longer violence towards one of the King's in my cellar, I am a ruined man.' mousquetaires—that I was ready to “And quite right that you should submit to them.'

be, scoundrel! It was easy to see by "In the first place,' said he, “I our appearance, that we were men of must have my servant delivered to quality and not coiners.' me, fully armed.'

61 · Yes, sir, you are right,' replied “ His order was obeyed, and Mon poor Boniface. But only listen to sieur Grimaud was taken down to the him, he is getting into a passion.' cellar, wounded as he was. His mas "1" Doubtless somebody has dister received him, barricaded the door turbed him,' said D'Artagnan. again, and bid us go to the devil. “6 • We are obliged to disturb him,'

""But where is he?' cried D'Artag- cried the host; 'two English gentleDan, "Where is Athos?'

men have just arrived. The English, 66. In the cellar, sir.'

as you know, love good wine, and "Scoundrell you have kept him these have asked for the best. My all this time in the cellar?'

wife is gone to beg Monsieur Athos to “Good heavens, sir! I keep him let her in, and he has no doubt refusin the cellar! You do not know what ed as usual. Holy Virgin! What a he is doing there, or you would not racket he is making.' suppose it. If you can prevail upon “ D'Artagnan rose from his seat, him to come out, I shall be grateful to and followed by the host and by Planyou to the last day of my life ; I will chet with his cocked carbine, took the adore you as my guardian angel.' direction of the cellar, whence à tre

"I shall find him there, then ?' mendous noise was proceeding. · The

“Certainly you will, sir—he won't Englishmen were exasperated; they come out. Every day we are obliged had just come off a long journey, and to hand him down bread at the end of were dying of hunger and thirst. a hay-fork, and meat too, when he " • It is perfect tyranny,' cried they asks for it. But, alas! it is not of in very good French, that this madbread and meat that he makes the man will not allow these good people largest consumption. I tried once to the use of their wine. But we will enter the cellar with two of my ser break open the door, and if he is too vants, and he put himself in a most furious, we will kill him.' terrible passion. I heard him and his Not so fast, gentlemen,' said lackey cocking their pistols and car D'Artagnan, drawing bis pistols from bine; and when we asked what their his belt. You will kill nobody, if intentions were, your friend said that you please.' they had forty shots to fire, and that "Let them come,' said Athos, in they would fire every one before al his usual calm voice, from the other lowing us to enter the cellar. I then side of the door, let them come in, went to complain to the governor, and and we shall see.' he told me that I had only got what I “ Brave as they appeared to be, deserved, and that it would teach me the two Englishmen hesitated and

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looked at one another. One might " There was a great noise of fag-
almost have supposed that the cellar ots and beams falling down; the be-
was garrisoned by one of those hun- sieged was demolishing his counter-
gry ogres of the fairy tale, whose ca scarps and bastions. The next mo-
vern no one could enter with impu ment the door opened, and the pale
nity. There was a moment's silence; face of the mousquetaire appeared.
but the Engliŝhmen were ashamed to D'Artagnan sprang forward and em-
retreat, and one of them, descending braced him, but when he tried to lead
the five or six steps leading to the him out of the cellar, he perceived
cellar, gave the door a kick that made that Athos staggered.
it rattle on its hinges.

66. You are wounded?' cried he.
"Planchet,' said D'Artagnan, 66"I! not the least,' was the reply:
cocking his pistols, you take the one 'I am dead drunk, that is all, and
at the bottom of the stairs ; I will never did any man better deserve to
take the other. Since you are for a be so. Fore God! mine lost, I have
fight, gentlemen, you shall have a drunk for my share, at least one hun-

dred and fifty bottles.' "Is that D'Artagnan's voice ?' • Heaven have mercy on me!' cried Athos.

cried the host. If the servant has "It is,' replied the Gascon. drunk half as much as the master, I

66. Very good,' said Athos, am a ruined man.' will work them a little, these door 66 Grimaud knows his place too breakers.'

well to drink the same wine as his "'A moment's patience, Athos,' master; he has drunk from the cask. said D'Artagnan. Gentlemen,' he By-the-by, I think he must have forcontinued, turning to the Englishmen, gotten to put in the spigot—I hear a

you are between two fires. My ser running.' vant and myself have three shots to “ D'Artagnan burst into a fit of fire, you will receive as many from laughter. The iunkeeper was in a the cellar, besides which we have got high fever. Just then Grimaud our swords, with the use of which, I showed himself behind his master, can assure you, my friend and myself his carbine on his shoulder, and his are tolerably well acquainted. Allow head shaking like that of the drunken me to arrange matters. I give you satyr in some of Rubens' pictures. my word that you shall have some His clothes were smeared with an wine just now.'

unctuous liquid, which the host imme"If there is any left,' growled diately recognized as his best olive Athos in a tone of raillery.

oil. 66 What does he mean—if there is D'Artagnan and Athos now crossany left ?' cried the lost, who felt a ed the common room, and installed cold perspiration break out all over themselves in the best apartment of him.

the hotel ; while the innkeeper and "Nonsense, there will be some his wife lighted lamps, and rushed left,' replied D'Artagnan;

"two men

into the cellar, where a frightful speccannot have drunk the whole cellar tacle awaited them. In rear of the out.'.

fortifications, in which Athos lad “ The Englishmen sheathed their made a breach for his exit, and which swords, and D'Artagnan related to were composed of fagots, planks, them the history of the imprisonment and empty casks, arranged according of Athos, upon hearing which they to all the rules of strategy, were pugreatly blamed the innkeeper. merous pools of oil and wine, in which

". Now, gentlemen,' said D'Artag- the bones of the hams that had been nan, if you will be pleased to return eaten were lying. In one corner was to your apartment, in ten minutes you a pile of broken bottles, and in shall have what you require.'

another a huge cask of wine was just “ The Englishmen bowed and re- yielding up the last drops of its blood. tired.

Out of fifty large sausages that had • I am alone, my dear Athos,' been suspended to the beams of the said D'Artagnan.- Open the door, roof, ten only were remaining. The

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image of devastation and death, as he was the master ; who would have the ancient poet said, reigned there come to the assistance of two friendas upon a field of battle."

less strangers ? Unfortunately he was With characteristic generosity an honest man, and he married her. and insouciance, Athos forgives the The fool—the idiot!' host, and compensates him for the 66 • Why a fool, since he loved her? damage done to his property. The asked D'Artagnan. two guardsmen then sit down to drink, 16 Patience,' said Athos. • Не and D'Artagnan tells his friend of conducted her to his castle, and made the misfortune he has had in the loss her the first lady of the province; and, of his mistress.

to do her justice, she knew perfectly 16. Your misfortune makes me how to support her rank.' laugh,' said Athos, shrugging his 66. Well?' said D'Artagnan. shoulders. “I wonder what you would 666 Well! one day she was out. say to a love story that I could tell hunting with her husband,' continued yon.'

Athos, speaking in a low tone and "Something that happened to very fast, she was overcome by the yourself?'

heat, and fell from her horse in a "Or to one of my friends ; no swoon ; the count sprang to her asmatter.'

sistance, and as her clothes seemed to 66 Tell it me.'

prevent her breathing, he cut them "I would rather drink.'

open with his dagger, and her shoulder 6. You can do both.'

was uncovered. Guess what she had 6 True,' said Athos, filling his upon her shoulder, D'Artagnan ?' said glass; the two things go well to Athos with a strange wild laugh. gether.

" "How can I tell?' said D'Artag"The mousquetaire paused, and seemed to be collecting his thoughts ; "A fleur-de-lis. She was branded!' and as he did so, D'Artagnan observed " And Athos emptied at a draught that he grew each moment paler. He the cup that stood before him. had reached that stage of intoxication 66 • Horror!' exclaimed D'Artagat which ordinary drinkers fall under • What do you tell me?' the table and sleep. Athos, however, 66 The truth-the angel was a dedid not do that, he dreamed aloud vil—the innocent young girl was a without sleeping. There was some convict.' thing frightful in this somnambulism 66 • And what did the count do?' of drunkenness.

"The count was a powerful noble"One of my friends,' he began man; he had right of pit and halter one of my friends, mind you, not upon his lands; he bared the shoulder myself,' interrupted he with a gloomy of the countess, tied her hands behind smile ; a count of my province, that her back, and hung her to a tree.' is to say of Berri, noble as a Dandolo 16. Heavens! Athos ! a der!' or a Montmorency, fell in love when cried D'Artagnan. twenty-five years of age, with a young 66. Yes, a murder, nothing more,' girl of seventeen, beautiful as painters said Athos, pale as death. But have depicted Venus. Joined to the there is no wine—we are drinking naïveté of her age, she possessed the nothing.' soul and feeling of a poet; she could " And Athos seized the last bottle pot be said to please — she intoxi by the neck, put it to his mouth, and cated aħ who approached her. She emptied it as though it had been an lived in a little village with her brother, ordinary glass.” who was a priest. None knew who This strange story, that could hardthey were, nor whence they came; ly have proceeded from any but a but she was so beautiful, and her French imagination, is nevertheless brother so pious, that none thought of very effective, far more so in Monsieur asking. It was rumoured and be Dumas' terse and pointed diction lieved that they were of good family. than in our imperfect translation. My friend, who was lord of that coun The dame with the fleur-de-lison try, might have seduced the young her shoulder is not dead, but on the girl or taken her by force, as he chose; contrary married again, and proves


to be no other than an emissary of fortune is promised us by. Monsieur the Cardinal, a certain Lady de Win- Dumas; and, however alarming a. ter, or Milady, as M. Dumas persists continuation to a book in eight voin calling her. She it was who cut lumes may sound, we cannot help the diamonds off Buckingham's dress, wishing he may keep his promise. and informed the Cardinal of the same. There is less occasion to be alarmed Throughout the whole book she plays at the length of a six or eight volume the part of a sort of Mephistopheles in book from his hands, than at that of a petticoats, doing evil for evil's sake; three volume one from those of many and finally, when in prison in England, other writers ; and moreover one must gains over a fanatical young officer take into account the ingenuity of named Felton, who is set to guard French publishers, who manage to her, and working on him by the power have the type spread out over the of her charms and an artfully devised largest possible amount of white pastory, instigates him to the murder of per. The system of putting little in Buckingham, who is at Portsmouth

a page, and diminishing that little by fitting out an armament for the relief the interpolation of huge and appaof La Rochelle, then besieged by rently objectless blank spaces, has Richelieu. She escapes to France, reached its height in Paris; and, albut there falls into the hands of her though an imposition on the public, deadly enemy; D'Artagnan, and of it perhaps renders a book lighter and her first husband, Athos, otherwise pleasanter to read. Light reading Count de la Fère. Her punishment and pleasant reading Monsieur Duis one of the last and most striking mas' romance assuredly is; and we scenes in the book, which concludes can wish our readers no better paswith the capture of La Rochelle, time, during the long evenings of this leaving D'Artagnan a lieutenant of wintry season, than the perusal of the mousquetaires, and, to all appearance, feats and fortunes of the Trois Mouson the high-road to further prefer- quetaires. ment. Some account of his future

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Have I not in my time heard lions roar ?
Have I not heard the sea, puft up with wind,
Rage like an angry boar chafed with sweat?
Have I not heard great ordnance in the field,
And Heaven's artillery thunder in the skies ?
Have I not in the pitched battle heard
Loud 'larums, neigbing steeds, and trumpets clang ? "



VALENCIENNES was now captured. the route which Clotilde had taken. The sagacity of my friend, the French After tracing her for the first few engineer, had not been deceived. The leagues, all tidings were lost; and I explosion of the three great mines, an had only to trust to that hope which operation from its magnitude almost was a part of my sanguine nature, new to war, and in its effects irre and which was sustained by a kind of sistible, had thrown open the fortress. consciousness that a being so superior The garrison had done their work could not be flung away in the gallantly, and the result was a capi- chances which visit the multitude. tulation, hastened by the outcry of While I was thus pondering and the famishing inhabitants. I hastened perplexed, I was summoned to attend to the quarters of my regiment, was one of the principal officers of his received with all cordiality, had the royal highness's staff

. “We are sendhonour of an interview with the royal ing despatches of some importance to duke, who, at all times affable, was London," said he, “and it is the wish now in peculiar ġood - humour, and of the commander-in-chief that you who led me into a long detail of such should take them. I have the pleapublic opinions as might be gathered sure to tell you, that he feels an infrom my intercourse with the garri- terest in you from the opportunities

At the close of our interview which you have had of distinguishing he gave me a note, which was to be yourself in the campaign, and that he forwarded to the adjutant-general. I has appointed you an extra aide-demade my bow, and retired.


Your service begins soon,” All in the camp was festivity. A added my informant with a smile, great achievement had been accom 6 for you must set off to-night. The plished, and the barriers of France despatch mentioning the capitulation were broken down. But in the midst of the fortress was, of course, sent off of national triumph, I felt a depres- at once; but as the commission, in sion which rendered me wholly inca- those cases, is given by routine, it pable of sharing it. The wounds of is desirable to have some one in Lonthe spirit are not to be healed like don capable of explaining the exthose of the frame; and with the re- planation, or perhaps taking the collection of the noble creature whom place of the honourable,' or right Í had lost, bitterness mingled in every honourable personage who has been sound, and sight, and exultation. made the official bearer of the deMy first request would have been spatch. His royal highness is satisfied, for leave of absence, that I might fol- from his conversation with you, that low her, if she were still in France, or you will be perfectly fit for this purin the world. But the bustle at head- pose; and here is the despatch, with quarters told me that some move which you are to make all expedition ment was about to take place; and, to the Horse-Guards." under those circumstances, to ask for After giving my orders for the jourleave was impossible. Still I con

ney, I hastened to take leave of the tinued making every imaginable en man whom I most honoured and esquiry, dispatching letters, and seeing teemed, my unfailing friend Guiscard. postmasters, to obtain intelligence of To my surprise, he received the in

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