The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1879-09-19

Diu she not Nkit Us one evening Win
some Of the other maids, and bring us
cider and apples?'
As the soldier passed the guard-honse.
Duplan called him. ~ pray you," said
the prisoner. . NOT Ia reveal To Mistress
Prudence my trouble. II j. my last
request Ia you, comrade."
Half an hour later the soldier return
ed. The flicker Of the lantern that he
carried revealed, as they passed the
sentry, slender female form. enwrap-
ped from head 10 foot with cloak. She
preceded her escort few steps. The
snow was beginning 70 fall. Some Of
the flakes fell upon the tresses 81 her
hair that escaped from the top Of her
hood where il cncircled the face. She
was shown the guarl-house. Dnplan.
standing, received her, waving his hand
slightly, n il 10 warn her against any
undue emotion. The guard, with a del
icacy for which Duplan subsequently
thanked him, turned his back 10 them,
and paced slowly before the door. He
heard voices. He did not hear nor try
To. what was said. He heard sobs, also.
AT the end Of half an hour Duplan said
distinctly: Now. 90. You will come
to see me in the morning at the oven.
will You not?- And then the guard
knew that he had not told her what his
sentence was, and that she did not know
that she would never hear him speak
again. As she quilted the guarsl-house
he put some papers that he took from
his breast into her hand.
"WiIl you 90 with me 70 the War
Office," She said 10 her escort, ''and
wait there until have seen Mr.. Trum-
bull? Then when we get 10 my fathers
house my father will make for you a hot
punch, TN warrant. Yes, know, the
punch will be all ready. because Mr..
Rudd, our minister. is in the kitchen
this evening with father, and they al
ways take warm one when they are
together
The snow, as they passed to the high
way. began to fall so thickly that even
the light Of the lantern was dimmed, but
at this Mistress Prudence laughed, and
the comra1e who was acting a her es-
cort thought her an extremely fearless
girl, and wonderfully handsome withal.
| The walk 10 the War Office was a short
one. Within ten minutes they We're al
the door.
"Halt,- said the sentinel, and he wa.
so muflled up that il was the tone rather
than the articulation that checked
Mistress Prudence. who would other
wise have opened the door and gone IN
unannounced.
s.Oh, no. II il you. i il, mistress
and what do You here on such night n
this?'' the sentinel said, after peering in
to the maiden's face.
81 would see Mr.. Trumbull; truly
desire overmuch TO speak to him. vii
you admit me?"
The sentinel tapped at the door Il
was opened. A rnddy glow burst with
in, and hy it two dispatch-bearers coul,
be seen sitting on the counter-for be
fore the war the Office was a countr,
shop-driving their spurs into the wood
work as their legs dangled a foot o.
more from the floor. The marks Of thu
spurs Of these and other messengers arr
to be seen in the woodwork even to Thu
day.1 Mistress Prudence and her escor
passed into this room. The dispatch
bearers. who were evidently in the mids
Of some rollicking story, and were plain
ly feeling the merricr for the mulled q
der they had taken, eyed the femal'
figure curiously AZ first; but when sh'
threw her cloak and hood off. and the,
saw the large gray eyes, now seeming
very dark BY the freight, and that he
features were exceedingly fair and he
manner gracious, they thought for Ger
tain that they were in the presence o
one Of the Governors daughters, sns
became at once greatly courteous. On
took her cloak and shook the snow from
il. then put il before the fire. The othe
opened the door to the room in the rea
where he knew the Governor was pass
ing an hour with the Count de Rocham
beau. Thus unannounccd Mistress Pru
dence came into the Governors pres
ence. He sat at his oaken desk, f'
seemed for the moment to be more oc
cupied over a certain discussion that h
was having with Rochambeau than hi
papers. The French nobleman stoo
easily before the fireplace, the flame
from the burning log furnishing the I'll
scabbard. The Governor arose and tn
Count bowed. Bosl were cxceedlngl
tall. and Mistress Prudence seemed b
contrast wofully small. but not less fear
} less than the men she confronted.
..Why, Mistress Prudence, what ha
brought you here? Do You come fror
your worthy father, the Esquire?"
"Ahcm,'' this in the slightest an
vet most suggestive Of tones from tn
Count.
.sPardon mc,'' said the Governor
!" Let me, beg, present Mistress Pr,
dence Strong 10 the Count dc Rocham
beau. A worthy daughter u an exceet
ingly worthy father, SIR"
"Tmly, that would almost 20 withoT
the SAYING Of it, your Excellency." An
the Count with much grace took Mi