The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1881-04-01

~ know-my feet are swollen ans
cut and provided that 10 morrow -
Tomorrow you will be rested. Va,
will be able 10 walk!''
''Do you think SOP" said thu soid,er
win = look ardent as lightning.
II promise you"
Diy father then advised the soldier "a
60 20 bed. Cheyaucheux did not Re.
fuse; The bed was ready. He shook
nnndswith us and went up 10 his room.
Il was ten clock.
~ will wake you at five o clock. = said
my father.
~ was not yet daylight on the follow
ing morning when my father. already
UP. looked out Of the window 10 see
how the weather was. While Ia Wa
~ the window he heard some heavy
Footsteps on the road below. and IN
the obscure twilight that precedes dav-
break he perceived a soldier who was
walking IN the direction Of Mczieres.
up alreadyP" said my father.
The soldier stopped.
you offP''
The soldier looked up and tried 70
make out who was speaking to him.
You are Jean Chevaucheux are you
not?'' asked my father.
NO said the soldier. II am Pierre
Puvi0uxr'
And as II that name OF Chevaucheux
had been the prick Of spur. he re-
sumed his walk more rapidly and was
soon lost in the obscurIty. When nv
father could no longer see him he couId |
hear the noise Of his shoes on the road |
Leading to Mezieres.
"Ahm said my father to himself.
'Chevaucheux must be sharp II he |
means TO catch up to that man. And
ne went straight to the room where
Jean had slept. He was already IN
and looking at his feet by the light Of 4
"Victoryr hecried. when he saw nv
'ather; II feel fresh and strong. and /
'ufier no more. En- route!''
And quickly! replied my father.
2ethel."
Pierre Puvioux?'
- have just spoken to him. He
'assed under our window. going along
> 4 the evil one were after him.
An, mon Dieu!' exclaimed Che
aucheux as II be had been struck
own. He repeated once more: s.Ah!
non Dieu!' Then be bucklod on his ,
napsack and cried: After all. what I
gu have told me gives me courage. ,
'et me OFF, 4
IN the room below. my mother. already
p, was filling wallet with provisions 1
'r Chevaucheux. But he refused. He (
'as not hungry. Nevertheless he let 4
or MI him flask of brandy, and nut o
ng on pair Of my fathers shoes he {
arted. blessing my mother and lean {
g on my fathers arm to take the first h
ep. 4
Three or four years after this We Il
eard no news Of Chevaucheux. We b
'ed often 70 talk Of that evening when K
. soldier had come into our house b
eeding and weary. What had BE- 81
me OF him. What had been the end
that romance Of love 50 strangely
gun?
One day my father had 10 90 70
ezleres on business. He took me =: =
"a him. At Mezieres he wished To !. =
ter the first barber shop that he saw II
get shaved. On the doorstep little -
I'D was sitting with its legs apart and =
liling at the sun.
"Will you allow me to pass?' asked II
= father. laughing. ~
No! won'tr' rcpliedthe child with =, q
little lisp. "a
AT that moment the door opened and m
nan N his shirt-sleeves appeared-the
her-and took the child up in his Sc
ms, saying: on
= Pierrel Pierre! do YOU want 10 ta'
I've away the customersp'' IN
recognized the voice and 50 did NV no
her. We looked al the barber. The kn
rbcr looked at Us. It was Jean ----
evaucheux!
lie laid the child down at once and e, ,.
q out his hand. His face was All red rs
4 beaming with pleasure. Us
What, is II you? All! and III
link that l have never written "a ~
!! All you don't know. m
Il Is who married her-I ~
ivod first ins
Ind rushing into the back shop: Nv
. .,, ',,iar, Margueriter he cried, bas
III was wild with JOY. A young z"