Their long hair was blown back from resolute faceş.
. . I say the wounded, all that could go, laden upon
their baggage-cars. I saw many youths, born to rich
inheritance, carrying in a handkerchief all their worldly
goods. The wife of Garibaldi followed him on horse-
back. He himself was distinguished by the white cunic.
His look was entirely that of a hero of the Middle
Ages,—his face still young.... He went upon the
parapet, and looked upon the road with a spy-glass,
and, no obstruction being in sight, he turned his face
for a moment back upon Rome, then led the way
through the gate."
Thus ended the heroic defence of Rome. The French occupation began on the next day, with martial law and the end of all liberties. Alas! that it was not given to Margaret to see Garibaldi come again, with the laurels of an abiding victory! Alas! that she saw not the end of the Napoleonic game, and the punishment of France for her act of insensate folly!
It was during these days of fearful trial and anxiety that Margaret confided to Mrs. Story the secret of her marriage. This was done, not for the relief of her own overtasked feelings, but in the interest of her child, liable at this time to be left friendless by the death of his parents. Margaret, in her extreme anxiety concerning her husband's safety, became so ill and feeble that the duration of her own life appeared to her very uncertain. In a moment of great depression she called Mrs. Story to her bedside, related to her all the antecedents of the birth of the child, and showed her, among other papers, the certificate of her marriage, and of her son's legal right to inherit the title and estate of his father. These papers she intrusted to Mrs. Story's care, requesting her, in case of her own
