The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1885-05-15

ObO uIOu IL DuL inc DOdFQ caIl
know everything, and never sns
pect bow h. children are cheated
All you were surprised to see me
pick up the bread ont of the mud.
| am pretty well used to it; have
picked up crusts enough on the
dust heap; and when they were too
dry L left them to soak all night.
There were good Windfulls some
times, cOnfess-bits OF bread lust
nIbbled, that the Youngsters used
to pull out OF their baskets and
throw on the pavement as they
came out OF school. / usel to IOiter
about round there when / vent on
erraDds. And then when the an
premiership was finished | could
not make a living by the trade, as
told you. Oh | have tried plen-
ty of others; | was willing enough
TO work. | have been mason's
boy, an erranG boy, frotteur, and
| don't knOw what else. Some times
there was no work to do f; some
times lost my place, any how
never got enough to eat. All, thun.
der! | have felt furious some times
when | passed the bakers shops.
And then | used to remember the
good sister at the hospital, who al
ways told me TO keep honest, and
1t seemed as il | felt the burning
touch OF her little hand on nv fore
head. When | was eighteen wears
old | enlisted. You know as well
as | do that the soldier has barely
enough. And now-really 1t al
most makes one laugh-there is the
siege and the famine You see
tIat told yOu the truth just now
when | said | had been always
hungry"
Tue Young duke was kind. heart
ell, aud this sad tale OF one who
was man and soldier, like him.
self, touched hlW deeply. He was
not sorry that the evening wind
dried those two tears that Suddenly
dimmed his eyes.
''Jean Viclor,1 said he, "if we
both survive this terrible war VIC
shall meet again, and | hope to be
able to be of some use to YOU,
Meanwhile, as there is no baker
at the outposts, but the sergeant,
and as my ration of bread is twice
AS big as 1t 0ueht to be for NY
small appetite-it's agreed, isn't iti
we will so shares, like good com
lades."
The two men grasped hands
warmly aud firmly then, as night
was falling and they were disturbed
Jy scouts and sentinelS, they went
Iack into inn 2arlor, where a dozen
soldiers were sleeping on the straw,
nd throwing themselves down upon ,
he floor, were sound asleep. &
Towards midnight Jean Victor I
woke. He WIS hungry probably. /
he wInd had swept away the :,
louds and ray of moonlight Shi n
ing into the room through a hole !,
the roof, lit up the beautiful, n
cad of the young duke, sleeping q
be EndymIon. Jean Victor, who -
al been so much touched by his
Imrade'S kindness, was watching n
lm with simple admiration, when
le sergeant of the patrol opened +,
le door aud called the five men ~
no we've there to relieve the senti- a,
is at the OutpoStS. The duke :
as one of the number, bat be did
1t wake VIXEN his name was call. a,
"Har'lim0nt, get up" repeated a,
e sergeant. W
"lf you will let me, sergeant" a,
Id Jean Victor, rising, III will M
ke his place; he sleeps so sound HI
and he Is my comrade." es
AS yon like"
Aud as soon as the FIVE men were
ne the snoring recommended. ps
But halt an hour later the sound o.
hurried shots quite neac broke hs
{ Stiffness OF the night. In ba
'ment tue soldiers sprang TO their
Il; they went out OF the inn with cI,
Itious steps, their fingers on the
ggerS OF their guns, aud looking raj
ay on along the road that lay
lite in tue moonlight.
" hat o'clock is il ~ asked the
ke. 81 was on duty tonight wa
some Que answered "Jean Vic tio
took your place. !
1t this moment soldier came ma
ming up the road. sta
WellW they all cried to him, sw,
en- he stopped, out of breath. wa
The PrusSians are attacking cal
must fall back upon the re- ,
bt." din
Aud the comrades 70 she
They are coming. There is only
poor fellow Wissing-Jean /
tor" Lilo
What !" cried the duke. to i
Killed on the spot by ball in the
head. He had not time to say plul
2 bar
hea
ne uight last winter, toward ? shir
'ck in the morning, the Duke evel
iardimont came out of the club ell
bis neigbbor, the Count de ssbu
mes. He bad just lost a lew sew
lred louis, aud bis head ached sho,
We. syrr
I you don't mind, Andre,1 he ite /
to bis companion, I've will so a
home. | want = little Trash ing
Is you like, old fellow, though A
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