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Updated: June 29, 2025
Unaccountable glimpses of divination! often no sooner perceived than forgotten but, when justified by the event, appearing with all the attributes of an awful fatality! The daughters of Marshal Simon were still absorbed in the mournful reverie which these singular thoughts had awakened, when Dagobert's wife, returning from her son's chamber, entered the room with a painfully agitated countenance.
"The daughters of General Simon!" cried Dagobert's wife, more and more astonished. "Yes, my dear Frances; I have brought them from afar not without some difficulty; but I will tell you that by and by." "Poor little things! One would take them for two angels, exactly alike!" said Frances, contemplating the orphans with as much interest as admiration.
I am in a hurry to get home." Dagobert's position was the more distressing, as for a moment he had indulged in sanguine hope.
The soldier spoke these words with such firm, but simple dignity, that the Germans did not venture to renew their offer, feeling that a man of Dagobert's character could not accept it without humiliation. "Well, so much the worse," said the stout man. "I should have liked to clink glasses with you. Good-night, my brave trooper!
"But now I think of it," resumed Dagobert's wife, "to go to the pawnbroker's will make you lose much time, my poor girl." "I can make up that in the night, Madame Frances; I could not sleep, knowing you in such trouble. Work will amuse me." "Yes, but the candles " "Never mind, I am a little beforehand with my work," said the poor girl, telling a falsehood.
"Yes, father; when must I bring the orphans to your house?" "In an hour. I will write to the superior, and leave the letter with my housekeeper. She is a trusty person, and will conduct the young girls to the convent." After she had listened to the exhortations of her confessor, and received absolution for her late sins, on condition of performing penance, Dagobert's wife left the confessional.
This phenomenon fire rekindling of itself did not astonish Dagobert's wife then, so wholly was she taken up in devising how she could lodge the maidens; for Dagobert as we have seen, had not given her notice of their arrival. Suddenly a loud bark was heard three or four times at the door.
Yes, of a martyr! for a blood-red halo already encircled that beauteous head. This young man was Gabriel, the priest attached to the foreign mission, the adopted son of Dagobert's wife. He was a priest and martyr for, in our days, there are still martyrs, as in the time when the Caesars flung the early Christians to the lions and tigers of the circus.
"Bless me, father for I have sinned!" said Frances. The voice pronounced the formula of the benediction. Dagobert's wife answered "amen," as was proper, said her confider to "It is my fault," gave an account of the manner in which she had performed her last penance, and then proceeded to the enumeration of the new sins, committed since she had received absolution.
We now conduct the reader to the dwelling of Dagobert's wife, who was waiting with dreadful anxiety for the return of her husband, knowing that he would call her to account for the disappearance of Marshal Simon's daughters. Hardly had the orphans quitted Dagobert's wife, when the poor woman, kneeling down, began to pray with fervor.
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