The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1890-05-23
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LIZ NAAE Oc III VA
No, there had been no victory. That out.
burst Of patriotic fervor had wasted Itself
upon an idle dream. Paris awoke in a very
savage humor on Sunday morning; and
then came laughter and cynical jests.
Everybody accused his neighbor of having
eagerly swallowed the lie. Everybody de-
clared that he, for his own part, had never
believed the news SO greedily accepted by
the mob.
But In those two new homes in the Rue
Git le Ceur there was bliss, whether the
arms of France were victorious or otherwise
far away in those unknown lands, which
the Parisians were picking ont with pins
upon gaily-colored maps, sticking up tiny
flags here and there on the map,t to show
where the French troops were, the very spot
where great battles might be expected mo
mently, great victories-a new Auerstadt, q
second jena.
What do little birds, in their nests on st.
Valentines Day care what battles the big
eagles, the hawks, and the vultures are
fighting far away among Scottish noun
tains, OH Alpine submits? The birds have
their nests, and each to each is the world in
little.
Let the world slide, we shall never be
younger" said CASTOR, who knew Shaks-
peare, in the translation of Charles Hugo.
He and his young wife were utterly hap
by. If there were dark clouds impending
they could not see them. Is not love blind
blind to all things except the beloved?
The faintest shadow OF Gaston's brow
troubled Kathleen, but not those signs of
tempest which were gathering round France.
The new home was full of smiles. kath-
leen and Castor had smartened the cd
furniture by some modest additions bought
before their marriage-a writing-table, a
cabinet, a bookcase filed with Gaston's
books, the accumulation of the last ten
years, a few old mezzo-tints picked mp from
time to time at the print-shops on the quay.
Kathleen and Rose had toiled for months to
make both homes complete and pretty.
Curtains and chair-covers were all the work
of those two pairs of industrious hands.
Durand, who was richer than Mortemar,
had taken the lower floor for his own mem
uge. In the Rue Git lie CGur that second
floor ranked as a rather important suite of
rooms.
The apartment consisted of salon, fifteen
feet by twelve, with two easement windows
commanding the shabby little courtyard; a
bedroom somewhat smaller; q little room
which would serve as workshop for Durand,
-ho did o good deal of artistic cabinet-w"~e
On his wi account after business hours;
and a tiny kitchen. Durand's ski.fullands
had made all the best of the furniture in the
dead watches of the night, when other mcl
were sleeping or dissipating: SO the home
Of Rose and Philip was furnished in q style
worthy Of a man who stood high in the syn
dictate Of cabinet-makers.
But while life was so full of Happiness.
for the newly-married, the sky was darker
ing outside. An army Of undeniable valo.
but in number terribly inferior to the foe
and led by generals of scandalous incapac
ity, was brought face to face with the Who'll,
of Germany, in arms as one man, burning
to ayenge the agony and shame Of sixt,
wears ago. On the 4th of August came til,
defeat of General Douay, beaten and sian
at Wissembourg; and on the 9Th the Still
more deplorab.e reverses of MacMahon a
Worth, at F~reischwiller, and at Reichshol
fen. By the breach thus opened the enem
poured into France like q torrent. The
came, the tetcs cdT1ees! There was no long
er room for self-deception. This was il
vasion.
e And now far of, dimly as in adream, Pari
beheld the pale spectre of siege and famine
The Parisians knew hardly anything of tn
truth, which came to them only in garbie
fragments. They knew not that upon tn
neels or these three or four nunureu tho,
sand men let loose upon France would TO
low hundreds Of thousands more; yes, neaI
ly all the male population of the old &c,
mar Empire.
Dark rumors T.. evil without the wal
only drew those two households nearer
each Other, made home joys sweeter, 10y
closer. But now Kathleen learnt the meal
ing of fear. She was full of morbid teIrol
when her husband was away from her. 81
pictured an advance guard falling upo
him in the street; a shell from the enemy
artillery bursting at his feet. And CASTE
went every day to the office of the Drdpen
Rouge. He had leaders to write, torttne
letters, patriotic art.c.es breathing warlii
FIRE, every full. stop seeming like a shel
Franco beaten, France invaded All, b.
there was nothing in this world so unlikei
20 near the impossible; and yet, while |
wrote, French arms were flung down, Frent
soldiers were arinr-a wild ~rabble-tro