I also began, by degrees, to forget the adventures which I partly had heard related, and partly experienced myself, being only now and then reminded of those incidents, when, in the lonely hour of solitude the recollection of the Austrian stole on my mind.
My long overclouded serenity had resumed its wonted brightness, and the remembrance of my ever regretted friend was no longer accompanied by gloominess and melancholy sensations; I could again partake of the pleasures which smile at us wherever we are, and I could relish again the innocent sports of merriment.
In that state of mind I arrived towards the end of summer at A———, when the expectation of every inhabitant was engaged by the approaching scene of a bloody execution, which was to take place within a few days.
A church having been robbed about six months ago, several suspected persons hadbeen
