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THE WANDERING JEW.
101 Mt tlM
Tht, Adnrnn !! 1 iU lt Itft t th
Vf it.J will g with you, ) luj we."
"Tim, dear mule, tut do u4 .uil lfvt ,
WH of lhUM
Be sure I to I, f.r I m,i curious jou
tr to the IcmUt animals, am! the fsmoui
Morok, the im-omp ruble lion-Umtr.
A few miitulo after, Mdlle. deCardoxille'srsr
had left the Chain ps-Hffs, earning with
it the little Rirl, and directing He court towards
the Hue d'Anjou. A the brilliant rqutpage di.
appeared from the scene, the crowd, of which -'
Wore had spoken, greatly increased about one of
M. ft ft
mt large Inn in the Cham ps-KI vices, and e
presiionsof pity were heard here and there anion);
oi groups, a lounger approached a young mau
on the skirts of the crowd, and said to him:
"What it the matter, iir?"
"I hear it is a pr young girl, n hunchback,
that has fallen from exhaustion."
"A huncliWk I is that all ? The re will always
be enough hunchbacks," said the lounger, brut
ally, with a coarre laugh,
"Hunchback or not, if she dies of hunger," an
isrercd the young man, scarcely able to restrain
his indignation, "it will he no less tadand there
is really nothing to laugh at, air."
"Die of hunger! pooh !" Bald the lounger,
ihrugging his shoulders. "It is only lazy aooun
drels, that will not work, who die of hungor.
And it serves them right."
"I wager, sir, there is one death you will never
die of," cried the
m c " r - w v v m vuv
cruel insolence of the lounger.
"What do you mean?" answered the other,
"I mean, sir, that your heart is not likely to
"Sir!" cried tho lounger in an angry tone.
"Well ! what sir?" replied the young tnan.look.
Ing full in his face.
"Nothing," said the lounger, turning abruptly
on his heel, and grumbling as ho sauntered
toward an orango-colorod cabriolet, on which
was emblazoned an enormous coat of arms, sur
mounted by a baron's crest. A servant in green
limy, ridiculously laced with gold, was standing
wwme mo norse, ana did not perceive his mnster.
"Are you catching flies, fool ?" said the hater!
pusmng mm with his cane.
The servant turned round in confusion.
"Sir," said he.
"Will you never loam to call me Monsieur le
Baron, rascal ?" cried his master In a rage. "Open
the door directly!"
The lounger wai Baron Trlpaud, tho manu
facturing baron, the itock-jobber. The poor
hunchback was Mother Bunch, who had, Indeed,
fallen with hunger and fatigue, whilst on her
way to Mdlle. de Oardoville's. The unfortunate
oreaturo had found courage to brave the shame
of the ridicule she so much feared, by returning
to that house from which she was a r luntary ex.
He; but this time, it was not for herself, but for
her sister Cephyse-the Bacchanal Queen, who
u returned to rarla the previous day, and
whom Mother Bunch now lought, through the
means of Adrienne, to rescue from a most dread,
Two hours after these different scenes, an en
orinous crowd pressed round the doors of the
Porte-Saint-Martin, to witness the exercises of
Morok, who was about to nerfo rill A In not mtt.itiMt
Willi the famous black panther of Java, named
Death. Adrienne, accompanied by Lord ami
Lady de Morinval, now stopped from a carriage
at lhe entrance of the theatre. - They wero to be
joined in the course of the evening by M. de
Montbron, whom they had dropped, in passing,
at his club. p
MHtND Til- sns-tin
The large theatre of the Tort-Saint-Martin was
rf . ', tth ctmVr M ttiil, b kw
ftiwjW Jr of rd tlvo.ftl, ftoet t.nth hit
hklrs t twt i f jtH ). Hlb
iAHtft).V Aht iiibrvi.lrr.) uh .tUt
n jnht, lmtid r-nttt l hU mt and Ht
1 y .thir lu ttt KH inUl tl.ii .mbtr
twiit, tbWk tM rd hsiil trd M) in
Uic i)wii!iti d.n t hi ihit, and Jong
pir of white unulirt tMA tmmd his t
hwd A dvmt iiiioivary in Cfimany and ait
Hot in M.rk lnw it rlt at hii iMi-
plri, the Jtuit, how to iTmmrv.Ute himf!f
Hfil in wne rrner of the rim, and ftmtrm.
pUtlng with mul of tupid admiration, wan
JacnifS Ki-mtf ixmiI. bftlrr kluiwn m "Slepoih.
bntT" jfhmi the lili lihid that he would end his
days in rng, or his preenl antinnlhy to en t
rre in drrns). Since the dsv Hardy's fmtory
had I ren destroyed by flre, Janiues had not
. . . . . .
quitted Morok, panning the nights in excels,
which had no baneful r-iVects on the iron coimti.
tution of the lion-tamer. On the other's features
on the contrary, a great alteration was percept .
ble; his hollow cheeks marble Pallor, his even.bv
turns dull and heavy, or gloaming with lurid lire,
betrayed the ravages of debauchorv. his nnrcln..
lip were almost constantly curled by a bitter am
santonin smile, His snirit. once env and ami
guine, still struggled against the besotting influ
ence of habitual intoxicat ion. Unfitted for labor,
no longer able to forego gross pleasures. Jacoues
sought to drown in wine the few virtuous im
pulses which he still nosxessed. and had sunk ho
low as to accent without shame the larire dole o
sensual gratification proffered him bv Morok.
who paid all the expenses of their orgies, but
never gave turn money, in order that he m!ht
be completely dependent on him. After gazing
at Morok for some time in amazoment, Jacques
saui to mm, in a ramiliar tone: "Well, yours is
a famous trade; you may boast that, at this mo.
nient, there are not two, men like you in the
whole world. Thai's flattering. It's a pity you
uoirt slick to this flue trade."
"What do ton mean?"
"Why, how is the conspiracy eointr on. in
whoso honor you make mo keep it up all day and
all night ?"
"It is wnrkintr, but the time is not yet come;
thai is why I wish to have you always at hand,
nil me great tnv. do you complain?"
"Hung it, no!" said Jaciiues. "What could
do? Burnt up with brandy as I am, if I wanted
to work, I've no longer the strength to do so.
have not, like you, a head of marble, and a bodv
of iron; hut as for fuddling myse'f with gun.
powder, instead of anything elne, that'll do for
me; I'm only fit for that work, now and then, it
will drive away thought."
"Of what kind ?"
"You know that when I do think. I think onlv
of one thing," said Jacques, gloomily.
"The Bacchanal Queen ? still?" said Morok,
in a disdainful tone.
"Still I rather: when I shall thi nk of her no
longer, I shall be dead or stupefied. Fiend I''
"You were never better or more intelligent.
yo't fool I" replied Morok. fastening his turbftn.
The conversation was hero interrupted. Morok's
aider entered hastily,
The gigantic form of this Hercules had in.
creased in width. He was habited like Alcldes;
his enormous limbs, Airrowed with veins as
thick as whipcord, were covered with a close.
luting iicsh-colored garment, to which a pair of
roil drawers rormed a strong contrast,
"Why do you rush in like a storm, Goliath ?"
"There's a pretty storm in the house; they are
beginning to get impatient, and are calling out
like madmen. Hut ir (hat wero all !"
"Well, what else ?"
"Death will not be nble to play this evening."
Morok turned quickly round. He scorned un.
"Why so ?" lie exclaimed.'
"I have just seen her; she's crouching at the
bottom of her cage; her ears lie so close to her
head, she looks as if they had been cut off. You
know what that means."
"Is that all ?" said Morok, turning to the glass
to complete his head-nress
erowdad h .i imn.. t i.V to complete his head-dress.
- aii laris
had hurried with eager and burning curiosity to
Morok's exhihiHmi Ti i. .
1B liUll0 unnecessary to
ay that the liotUamer had completely abandoned
his small taste in religious baubles, which he had
o successfully carried on at the White Falcon
Inn at Leipsic. There wire. mArA
ou, tokens by which the surprising effects of
w.0 Buuueu conversion had been blazoned in
the most extraordinary pictures: the antiquated
baubles m which he had formerly dealt would
have found no sale in Paris. Morok had nearly
finished dressing himself, in one of tho actor's
rooms, which had been lent to him. Over a coat
fit. Since that nlithi, in Oermanv. when aha
ripped up that old hack of a white horse, I've
not seen her look so lavage ! her eyes thine like
"Then she must have her fino collar on," said
"Her fine collar ?"
"Yce; her ipring collar."
"And I must bo lady's-maid," said tho giant.
"A nice toilet to attend to !"
"Hold your tongue !"
"That's not all " continued Goliath, hesi.
I tulsbt til U joti tit on
U!t jr-u k
Wr!l?h ul.rr, '
W1., j .mi t i dbiuh
'1b lnbhmn !'
'Mtvi Usttf I, his etms Ml i.,.rlri ,v t,u
i",,r- mia with thr lion Ukui'i
irnr ,ll, mui,,h fOUIitfliatict.
'Th I'.ntlUhn.au'-.ynU ),vettn lil.tif- nUI
niff, I was lmiMr.it t brooch n.
hoe in the mrtaiiw I saw him in one of the
Ug lMir he wUhes to things rione; he's
ry to recognise, with his pointed forvhend, big
none ani goggle rye . '
Morok shuddered agsiu: usuallv fierce and un.
moved, he appeared to be more and more agitated
ana alarmed that Jacques said to him: "Who is
tins hnglmhiiiftii V
"He has followed me fr m Strasburg, where he
i. ... ......
icu in with me," said Morok, with visible deje
uou. "He traveled with his own horses, by
short singes, as I did; stopping where I stopped.
so as never to miss one of my exhibitions. But
two days bere I arrived at Paris, he left mo I
thought I was rid of him," said Morok with a
"Hid of him! how you talk I" replied Jacques,
surprised; "such a good customer, such an ad
"Aye !" said Morok, becoming more and more
agitated; "this wretch has wage rod an enormous
sum, that 1 will be devoured in his presence,
during one of my performances: ho hones to win
ins wagor that is why he follows me about."
Btlnkrt. t... 11- V . .... i ii . Tl - t a
uivi'iniiuuii iouiiu me jonn ou s idea so
amusingly exceutrie, that, for the first time since
a very long period, he burst into a neal of hcartv
laughter. Morok, pale with rage, rushed toward
mm with so menacing an air. that Goliath was
obliged to Interpose.
"Come, come" said Jacoues. "don't be nnirrv!
ir u is serious, l will not laugh any more."
Morok was appeased, and said to Sleeninbufi'
. . . .
in a hoarse voice: "Do you think mo a coward?"
"No, y heaven! "
"Well! and yet this Englishman, with his ero
tcs(iue face, frightens me more than my tiger or
my panther I"
"You say so, and I believe it," replied Jucnues:
' but I cannot understand whv the presence of
this man should alarm you."
"But, consider, you dull knave !" criod Morok.
"that, oh! i trod to watch inceMfiitiit.lv. tfm Immf
movement or the rorocious boast, whom I keep
in su joction by my action and mv looks, there
" - F
is something terrible in knowing that two eyes
are there always there fixed waitlnc till the
Ieat absence of mind sha1! expose me to bo torn
in ploces by tho animals."
"Now, I understand," said Jacques, shuddering
In his turn. "It is terrible"
"Yes; for onco there, though I mav not see this
cursed Englishman, I fancy 1 have bis two round
eyes, fixed and wide open, always before me. Mv
tiger Cain once nearly mutilated my arm, when
my attention was drawn awav bv this Enelish
man, whom the devil take!" Blood and thunder!"
cried Morok; "this man will be fatal to me."
And Morok paced the room in great acitation.
"Besides, Death lavs her ears close to her skull."
w - . 1
I 1 II II .1 t .a. ...
said uoiiath, brutally. "If you persist mind, I
ten you the Englishman will win hiswaees this
"Uo away, you brute don't vex mv bend
with your confounded predictions." cried Morok:
go and prepare Death's collar."
"Well, every one to his taste: vou wish tho
panther to tasto you," said the giant, stalking
iit-nvny away, artor this joke.
"But if you fool theso fears," said Jacques,
"why do you not say that the panther is ill ?"
Morok shruggod his shoulders, and replied
with a sort of feverish ferocity: "Have vou over
. ..... -..-.
heard or the fiorce pleasure of the gamester, who
slakes his honor, his life, upon a card ? Well I
I too in these daily exhibitions where mv life is
at stake find a wild, fierce pleasure in braving
(loath, before ft crowded assembly, shuddering
and terrified at my audacity. Yes, even in the
feur witli which this Englishman inspires me, I
find, in spite of myself, a terrible excitement,
which I abhor, and which yet subjugates me."
At this moment, the ulnan
I ' r " "whSJV VIHVICU
.the room, and interrupted the beast-tamer. "May
we givo me signa', M. Morok ?" said the stage,
manager. "The overture will not last above ton
"I am ready," said Morok.
"Tho police-inspoctor has just now given or.
ders, that the doublo chain of tho panther, and
the iron ring rivetod to the floor of tho stage, at
the end of the cavern in the foreground, shall be
ngain examined; and everything has been re
ported quite secure."
"Yes secure except for me," murmured the
"J1, M. Moi.A, the Mgnsl mm $tn
Hh : ty U iirn," ttphrd Monk.
And the tnntr rnt out.
ir wtiii tun ri stM
The Iih1 U minded Uh ftolemiiilv I..!. ...I
thesHHti; tho ovetturfi tfesn. Shd. Us it,.
truth, ttit tilth attention 4s tid t Jj TU
inttilor of the Ihi atre off, red tt vi rv aniiii.tnJ
tie. With the rucrpth.n of to
even with the drr i irr'r, one to the h ft il.
other to the right of the au Hem e, evrry seat was
owupjed. A great mini tar of i try frthionble
ladies, attracted, m is asvs the rate, bv th.
Mrange wilduti, oftl, ,HH tac!e, tilled the boxes.
The stall were crowded by umt f the v.,un
men who, in the morning, had walked their
horses on the(?hamps.Klysi.t.s. Thob.rvBii.
which pasted f.om one stall to another will give
Home idea of their conversation.
Oh! gentlemen 1 am not mistaken
"M-llle. doCardoville! She is COIulllC illl.l lliA
stage-box with Morinval and his wife. It i v
complete resuscitation; this morning on the
Champs ICIysces; in the evening here."
"l aith you are right I It is Mdlle. de Crrl.
"Good heaven! how lovely she is!"
"Lend rae your eye-glass."
"Well, what do you think of her?"
exquisite dazzlinir "
"And In addition to her beautv.
ble flow of wit, three hundred thousand frnnoi
year, high birth, eighteen years of ncc. and
free as air."
"Do you notice, gentlemen, how all th
are eye-glassing Mdlle. de Cardoville !"
"She makes a sensation."
"She is right to show herself: thev irave her
out as mad."
"Oh I gentlemen, what a capital phiz "
vvnere where? "
"There in the omnibus-box benenth MAU ,1
"It's a Nuremburg nutcracker "
"An ourang-oulaiig !"
Did you ovor see such round, starinir eves?"
"And the noso 1"
"And the forehead I"
"It's a caricature."
"Order, order ! the curtain rises."
And, in tact the curtain roso. Somo exolnnn.
lion is necessary for the clear understanding of
what follows. In the lower sluee-box. to the ir.
of the audience, were soveral persons, who had
ueen roitrred to by the young men in the taU
Tho omnibus-box wus occupied by the English
man, the eccentric and portentous bettor, whose
presonco inspired Morok with so much dread.
Above the dark box of tho Enirlisliman. ftfrr,1.
ing a graceful contrast, were seated the Moriu-
vais and Mdlle. de Cardoville. The lniur
placed nearest the stage. Her hotd was um.
ered, and sho wore a dress of sky-blue China
cpe, ornamentod at the bosom with a brooch nt
the finest Oriental pearls nothing more; yet
Adrienne, thus attired, was charming. She held
in her hand an enormous bouquet, composed of
me rareswiowers or Jndia; the stophanotis nn,l
the gardenia mingled the dead white of their
blossoms with the purple hibiscus and Java am.
"Madame de Morinval. seated on the onn,,.i
side of the box, was dressed with equal tasto and
simplicity; Morinval, a fair and very handsome
young man, of elegant appearance, was behind
the two ladies. M. de Montbron was oxpected to
arrive every moment. The reader will please to
recollect that the stage-box to the right of the
audience, opposite Adrionno's had remained till
then qullo empty. Yet somothing calculated to
excite curiosity was taking place in tho onnoli
stage-box. Tho door of this box opened. Far.
inghou entered and placed two chairs at tho front
of tho box, then wont out quickly. His nppari
tion caused surprise and curiosity in tho theatre,
which was still more excited when a youth of
rare beauty, also dressed Oriental fashion, in
whose Bash was stuck a lonir Anoanr
with precious stones, stepped into the box. This
young man was Prince Djslma. For an instant
he remained standins at tho door. i
forward with a majestic and tranquil air, the
prince seated himself necliomntlv Ail nna if ik.
chairs, and, turning his head in a few moments
lowaroB ne enirance, appeared surprised at not
seeing some person whom lm lini.iino Avrv..n.i
This person appeared at length; tho box-keeper
...... ..vv.i ......7ini,iii ,,W i0 0ji nur clonic, one
was a charming, fair haired girl, attired with
mora sllOW limn Inula Iml In un.. I. n iiiutwinr n. in.
set offtlie prettiest, sprightlioHt, most wilful little
face in the world. It was lloso-Poinpon. She
curried a largo b iuquct of Rosos.
Adricitne nnd not olmerved tho nu'.niiiiiiia
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and Djulnia had not recognized Mdlle. do Cardo
To be Continued.
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