The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1879-07-26
TEN DAYS BURIED.
BY GRACE ELBRIDGE.

Pretty Julie Garcin's cheeks were flushed
till they matched in color her short red pet
ticoat her bosom rose and fell in angry
throbs above her neat velvet bodice, and the
Alsatian bow on her head waved its stiff
wings threateningly, as she, in sharp, decis-
i've tones, called the few iarm-servants lott
ering about the barns to her side.
"The store room has been robbed again. p
she began, her bright eyes flashing, and one
| foot, in its steel buckled shoe, beating a
lively tottoo on the paving stones "and
this time l mean to discover the thief
Three hams, a sack of flour, and the last keg
of cider, are gone, besides the luaves of brown
bread, eggs and apples that disappeared be-
fore. At this rate, we shall starve before
father and Pierre come home. Toinette, the
pigeons have been fed already this morning
look me in the face, and tell me if you
know who robs the store ROOM"
Good forbid, mademoisellel IfIknew the
rascal, would cry out against him, for even
by saving as much as we can, we shall want
food before the war is over. MAJ evil over.
take these German dogs for disturbing oul
peace! !"
"And you, Paul and Toto, can you tel
me nothing? You are both idle enough to
see all that goes ON at the farm. Good
morning, Densl Any luck?' This to {
shambling, awkward fellow, who camt
through the massive stone gateway with o
game-bag over his shoulder.
Only handful of miserable hares, no
worth Offering to Maiemoiselle Julie"
Denis, wish you could put few sho
in the william that steals our provisions
There was another robbery last night.
cannot imagine how they make their way
iu. You never allow the key to fall int
other hands do your"
''Can mademoiselle suspect in me sucl
pig-like stupidity? Never for an instan
would allow the store room key out ofmy
sight"
Though Denis was nothing more than
common farm servant, the hands at lie
Taieuis had fallen into the way OF treating
him somewhat as their superior.
Years before, while trying to save har
vest from a sudden torrent of rain, he ha,
fallen from high hay.wagon, and ha,
been lame ever since. This accident ha,
spared him much Of the hard work tina
would have otherwise fallen to his share
and partly excused in him the very laz,
life he led at the farm.
His unlailng good-humor made him
favorte, and he had a sage, old. Iashione
way of giving advice, that, though most
humbug, gained for him the reputation {
superior wisdom.
When jules father and brother wen
with the half of Alsace, to fight for th,t
country against The Germans, they relic
upon lame Denis as staunch guardian lt
the womenkind left behind.
The busy tarm-liie at Les Itlietels ha
ceased, and the women, and servants unt
for soldiers, waited patiently at home for
return of prosperity, "when the war va
over"
They lived frugally on the gathered re
sources of the farm, and were thankful {
each week went by without molestatio
from the enemy.
Julie leaned against the solid stone wa
built between the farmhouse and kind {
deep ravine leading to the woods, with
look of expectancy in her pretty blue eye
1t was the evening that Emil GARNER, he
lover, had promised to steal away from IL
camp for half hours chat with her. I'll
familiar clicking of sword against a spu
red boot heel was heard, and in a momeI
more Julie felt herself pressed agains.
stalwart breast, brave in ITS rows of gllsteI
ing buttons.
You are late, Emil" she said, whe
her lips were at last released. Il was alra
you would not come"
" 1t tries a fellows patience and dexter
, ty TO escape our lynx-eyed captain, but
managed it at last. Tell me all the new
little one. None of these rascally German
have invaded your retreat, l hope? tt
streets Of Strasburg are bnmming over vii
them"
" No, we have not been disturbed, exec
by some mysterious creature that max
d great inroeds on the provisions father al
d, Pierre left for us. The servants are alreaC
1T picturing to themselves the agonies of sta
; vation."
l. II" And you have no suspicion Of the THE
4 I would like TO give the rascal taste
y gunpowderP
IL " But, Emil, we must not talk of disagre
re able things, when we see each other so raj
re ly. Let me tell you, instead, ofa disco
y. ~ cry made yesterday, You know the ma
rs part OF our house was built centuries az
lie when the country was more lawless a
IN disturbed even than now. People say th
a. "a it was intended for something much gran
ef er than a sarm- house, and that its hsto
lis is most romantic and interesting, if o
'rs would take the trouble to inquire into it.
j. never believed a word of all this till vest
bit dav, when ! made my way down into
ravine, in search of my ball of wool viii
no had rolled over the wall. 1t was daI
ihse dismal place, oyergrowu with weeds a
'ss bushes, through which l could scarcely fo
at my way. While swinging myself from q
n. fragment Of the wall to another, ! slipE
lor and fell crashing into the uuder0rush."
ms "Poor little girl! and not there n b.
on you hope you were not much hurlg'
- "oh, no. the fall was nothing. As l ga