you recommend, indeed, only fraternity among men; but your good and noble heart vents its indignation, at the same time, against the selfish and the wicked.In fine, you fervently hasten on, with the ardor of your wishes, the emancipation of all the artisans who, less fortunate than you, have not generous M.Hardy for employer.Say, Agricola, in these times of trouble, is there anything more necessary to compromise you than that numerous copies of your song have been found in possession of the persons who have been apprehended?"
Agricola was moved by these affectionate and judicious expressions of an excellent creature, who reasoned from her heart; and he began to view with more seriousness the advice which she had given him.
Perceiving that she had shaken him, the sewing-girl went on to say: "And then, bear your fellow-workman, Remi, in recollection."
"Remi!" said Agricola, anxiously.
"Yes," resumed the sempstress; "a letter of his, a letter in itself quite insignificant, was found in the house of a person arrested last year for conspiracy; and Remi, in consequence, remained a month in prison."
"That is true, but the injustice of his implication was easily shown, and he was set at liberty."
"Yes, Agricola: but not till he had lain a month in prison; and that has furnished the motive of the person who advised you to conceal yourself!
A month in prison! Good heavens! Agricola, think of that! and your mother."
These words made a powerful impression upon Agricola.He took up the letter and again read it attentively.
"And the man who has been lurking all this evening about the house?"
proceeded she."I constantly recall that circumstance, which cannot be naturally accounted for.Alas! what a blow it would be for your father, and poor mother, who is incapable of earning anything.Are you not now their only resource? Oh! consider, then, what would become of them without you--without your labor!"
"It would indeed be terrible," said Agricola, impatiently casting the letter upon the table."What you have said concerning Remi is too true.
He was as innocent as I am: yet an error of justice, an involuntary error though it be, is not the less cruel.But they don't commit a man without hearing him."
"But they arrest him first, and hear him afterwards," said Mother Bunch, bitterly; "and then, after a month or two, they restore him his liberty.
And if he have a wife and children, whose only means of living is his daily labor, what becomes of them while their only supporter is in prison? They suffer hunger, they endure cold, and they weep!"
At these ****** and pathetic words, Agricola trembled.
"A month without work," he said, with a sad and thoughtful air."And my mother, and father, and the two young ladies who make part of our family until the arrival in Paris of their father, Marshal Simon.Oh! you are right.That thought, in spite of myself, affrights me!"
"Agricola!" exclaimed the girl impetuously; "suppose you apply to M.
Hardy; he is so good, and his character is so much esteemed and honored, that, if he offered bail for you, perhaps they would give up their persecution?"
"Unfortunately," replied Agricola, "M.Hardy is absent; he is on a journey with Marshal Simon."
After a silence of some time, Agricola, striving to surmount his fear, added: "But no! I cannot give credence to this letter.After all, I had rather await what may come.I'll at least have the chance of proving my innocence on my first examination: for indeed, my good sister, whether it be that I am in prison or that I fly to conceal myself, my working for my family will be equally prevented."
"Alas! that is true," said the poor girl; "what is to be done! Oh, what is to be done?"
"My brave father," said Agricola to himself, "if this misfortune happen to-morrow, what an awakening it will be for him, who came here to sleep so joyously!" The blacksmith buried his face in his hands.
Unhappily Mother Bunch's fears were too well-founded, for it will be recollected that at that epoch of the year 1832, before and after the Rue des Prouvaires conspiracy, a very great number of arrests had been made among the working classes, in consequence of a violent reaction against democratical ideas.
Suddenly, the girl broke the silence which had been maintained for some seconds.A blush colored her features, which bore the impressions of an indefinable expression of constraint, grief, and hope.
"Agricola, you are saved!"
"What say you?" he asked.
"The young lady, so beautiful, so good, who gave you this flower" (she showed it to the blacksmith) "who has known how to make reparation with so much delicacy for having made a painful offer, cannot but have a generous heart.You must apply to her--"
With these words which seemed to be wrung from her by a violent effort over herself, great tears rolled down her cheeks.For the first time in her life she experienced a feeling of grievous jealousy.Another woman was so happy as to have the power of coming to the relief of him whom she idolized; while she herself, poor creature, was powerless and wretched.
"Do you think so?" exclaimed Agricola surprised."But what could be done with this young lady?"
"Did she not say to you," answered Mother Bunch, "`Remember my name; and in all circumstances address yourself to me?'"
"She did indeed!" replied Agricola.
"This young lady, in her exalted position, ought to have powerful connections who will be able to protect and defend you.Go to her to-
morrow morning; tell her frankly what has happened, and request her support."
"But tell me, my good sister, what it is you wish me to do?"
"Listen.I remember that, in former times, my father told us that he had saved one of his friends from being put in prison, by becoming surety for him.It will be easy for you so to convince this young lady of your innocence, that she will be induced to become surety; and after that, you will have nothing more to fear."
"My poor child!" said Agricola, "to ask so great a service from a person to whom one is almost unknown is hard."
