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The roohted by an oil la one side was the bare wall, unrelieved in its plain planking except for a sin in a rude fraed one above the other, both partially concealed by a dingy red curtain extending fro to floor The only other furniture I noted in e iron-bound, wooden sea-chest, the last so bulky as almost completely to block the narrow space between the lower berth and the opposite wall Seated upon the stool, which was tilted back upon two legs, his shoulders resting co limbs extended in posture of supreme contentment and laziness, upon the chest, was the allant soldier of France, the leader of rebellion, condemned to die before the rifles within four short hours

I have never greatly feared death, have witnessed it often and in many hideous forms, yet always believed it would test uard of eneorous of hope, with all the joy of life just opening before hily awaiting the inevitable hour of his doom with as calm indifference as if it meant no lance I h-bred face, marred soht appearing al upon its every feature the plain impress of reckless humor, and indolent content It was the face of a youth rather than a ay companions at the club than on the horrors of a battlefield; one who could justly be expected to boast of fair conquests, yet whosword to front a warrior of mettle, unless his blood were heated ine

Such were my first impressions, until I noted a certainthe upper lip, almost yellow in color, curled sharply upward, so heavily waxed at the ends as nearly to reach the ears, or rather to lose therowth of hair This latter, of the sae, swept low over the shoulders, and was tri to a fashion then prevalent a French cavaliers His dress was not a uniforerated, I thought, as to length of the bronze shoes and glaring color of the waistcoat All these details I noted, as he turned so the ash fro a spiral of thin blue smoke to curl slowly upward from his lips into the air