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ALFRED DE ROSANN. 145 fellow the relics of our supper, with a glass of cognac to cheer his spirits.”’ Theodore hastily collected together the remnants of the meat and bread, which were upon the table, and having poured outa tolerable guantum of brandy into a glass, he hastened to administer to the wants of the wretched being, whose situation was so deplo- rable as to force him to solicit the boon that excited such general mirth. In about five minutes he return- ed; a smile was still on his countenance, but it was mingled with an expression of pity. Marie wiped a tear from her eyes, and turned away to conceal her emotion. “J endeavoured to make the poor fellow comfort- able,’’ said Theodore; “ he trembled like a leaf; but it was more through fear than cold. He told me that he had not eaten a morsel since the morning, and that he had wandered nearly all day in a wood. I forbore asking any questions, contenting myself with assuring him that he might sleep in peace on my premises, and that he was heartily welcome. Had it not been so dark, he might have seen that I made but a foolish face, when I hammered out a lame excuse for not inviting him to enter the cottage. He was very grateful, however, poor fellow; and I think I heard him weep, as he took the food from my hand. So soon as the gray of morning appears, I will give him some provisions, and dismiss him before you ‘rise from your beds.’’ These last words were addressed to Belle-Rose and De Rosann; and reminded them that they needed a good night’s rest after the fatigues of the day. They accordingly thanked their kind hosts for the hospi- tality they had met with, and retired to the chamber which had been prepared by the industrious Marie for their reception. voL. IL—13 COnnicloookxs (C@ 5}