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Wherever they settled they founded manufactures cotton- mills, silk-factories, manufactures of woollen stuffs many of which have flourished in these small towns on the outskirts of the Cevennes till this day. The Gard is foremost of all other departments in the matter of silk- worm rearing, the Ardeche alone surpassing it in the number of silk- factories.

Some of them were very young men, and they were nearly all uneducated as regards clerical instruction. One of the most successful was Isaac Vidal, a lame young man, a mechanic of Colognac, near St. Hypolite, in the Cevennes. His self-imposed ministrations were attended by large numbers of people.

"The Chevalier du Cévennes: the ways of God are inscrutable." "In what way, my son?" asked Chaumonot. "I met the Chevalier in Paris." Brother Jacques folded his arms and stared absently at his plate.

"He can not leave his bed. He wishes some one to read to him. I would gladly do it, only I should not have the quieting effect." The blue eyes of the nun had a range that was far away. Brother Jacques eyed her curiously. "I will go," she said presently. "Is not the Chevalier du Cévennes the marquis's son?" "He is." "And is Monsieur le Marquis of a patient mind?" "I confess that he is not.

"Then you return to Paris to-morrow? . . . to be the Chevalier du Cévennes till the end? Ah well!" How often man over-reaches himself in the gratification of an ignoble revenge! "We all have our pastimes," went on the marquis, deepening the abyss into which he was finally to fall. "You were mine.

He apprehended all suspected persons in the Upper Cevennes, and sent them before the judges at Florac. Unable to capture the insurgents who had escaped, he seized their parents, their relations, and families, and these were condemned to various punishments. But what had become of the insurgents themselves?

The Duchesse d'Aiguillon gave it to him, so he used to tell us. 'Twas she who founded the Hôtel Dieu at Quebec, where we are going." "Yes; and in the month of May, which is but a few days off, we used to ride into Cévennes to the mines of porphyry and marbles which . . . which . . ." Breton stopped, embarrassed. "Which I used to own," completed the Chevalier. "They were quarries, lad, not mines.

From its secluded and secure position among the hills, as well as because of its proximity to the great Temelac road constructed by Baville, which passed from Anduze by St. Jean-de-Gard into the Upper Cevennes, Mialet was well situated as the head-quarters of the Camisard chief.

The ill-success of Count Broglie as commander of the royal forces in the Cevennes, determined Louis XIV. from whom the true state of affairs could no longer be concealed to supersede him by Marshal Montrevel, one of the ablest of his generals. The army of Languedoc was again reinforced by ten thousand of the best soldiers of France, drawn from the armies of Germany and Italy.

Presently she asked: "And who is this Chevalier du Cévennes?" "A capital soldier, a gay fellow, rich and extravagant. I do not know him intimately, but I should like to. I knew his father well. The Marquis de Périgny was . . ." "The Marquis de Périgny!" interrupted the duchess, half rising from her seat. "Do you mean to tell me that the Chevalier du Cévennes is the son of the Marquis de Périgny?"