The poor fellow, robbed more than ever, timidly applied again to the General, who once more took the field in his behalf.

This time, in order to make the matter sure, he would not leave the Cardinal till he held in his own hand the permission, duly filled up and signed.

The delighted Jew shed tears of gratitude as he read to his family the thrice-blessed name of the guard assigned to him.

The name was that of a man who had disappeared six years back, and never been heard of since.
When the French officers next met the Jew, they asked him whether he was pleased with his sworn guard.

He dared not say that he had no guard: the police had forbidden him to complain.
The Jews of Rome are the most unfortunate in the Papal States.