The morning call., 1890-12-07

as IL 10 DaQ LEOuu6U IL as ON Gil dS AIulduu
had. The uncompromising Partisan was
quite persuaded at last that there might be
other parts of the world besides the French
capital to which one might, under certain
peculiar circumstances, become really at
tached and he secretly resolved that if the
Celestials failed to make cold corpse Of him
he would, upon his return to France, try the
effect of those charms which Armand in
sisted were inherent in Towering hedges,
dark-green meadow land. fields of golden
groups of soft-eyed cattle browsing on the
tender heritage or Illuminating under the
clumps of trees which dotted these fields all
of which were so wildly described by Ar
mand as making up the delicious landscape
between Yvetot and Bosc-Mesnil.
Above all had the frivolous Partisan been
touched by his comrades description of a
certain pond near the spacious farm build
ings, which the moon silvered like huge
shield of Achilles the night he parted with
the fair maiden of Bose Mesnil, and how
beneath that glorious armament the lovers
had stood, with wide borders of flowers
between them and the water. and eX-
| changed VOWS that only death could possibly
release them from.
There WAS one thing which Guillot, I'M
like Boulanger, had firmly resolved to do
upon reaching TonQuin, and that was to do
his duty and no more. No fighting for the
| mere fun of it, no taking of risks, no rushing
upon the enemy with reckless ippetuosity
dying in the attempt.
MY life belongs to my darling Madeleine"
| he would murmur to himself, "and intend
| to take good care of it for her,"
Not so the hot-headed and reckless Bou-
LANCER. Nothing seemed to give him more
| pleasure than to be aroused at midnight to
take command of skirmshers or lead de-
| tachment to repulse an attack on the out
| Iosts. No sooner had the dashing Partisan
come off unhurt from one affair than he was
| ready for another Warnings, even repri-
mands, had no effect upon him. In one of
these engagements the cry went up that
| Lieutenant Boulanger had been captured.
This meant death by horrible torture. At
| sight OF his comrade in the hands of the
| enemy and dragged senseiess and bleeding
Madeleine were not powerful enough to re-
strain Guillot from making desperate at
| tempt to save his friend.
Calling upon those of his men who were
willing 10 make up a forlorn hope to follow
him, Guiilot dashed off in pursuit of the
| band. His yehemence infected his men
and they fell upon the CeleStials with fury
| that aStounded them. After a hard fight,
but not until Guillot had been severely
wounded, was the rescue accomplished.
When Boulanger had regained conscious
ness he berated his friend soundly for i'm
| perling his life in that way.
The next time" added Bouanger "re-
member Bosc-MeSnil and don't take any
chances. There is no one waiting for me.
| that's the advantage have over YOU"
| But in spite of this frivolous speech,
Andre was deeply touched by the devotion
1 OF his friend, and he quietly resolved that
| II 1t ever came TO the test, he would lay his
| life down to keep shadow from resting
| on the fair fields of Bose Mesnil.
A whole year had now elapsed since
| Gulllot had shifted the fragrance of the
| Towering shrubs and bossoming fruit-trees
| of Bose-Mesnil. Madeleine's letters had
reached him with pleasing regularity. But
now the intervals between them became
their tone, too, was perceptibly lowered.
| Gulliot was distressed, and it required all of
| BDnlanscr's bopefnluess to keep him from
| breaking down completely.
One morning the bug and long roll
| OF tie drums announced that the enemy
| was about to attack. In deep silence the
| long lines of French troops took up their
| position, while from the hills of Lang-Song
| the hosrse-toned trumpets of the Chinese
| beloved forth discordantly, and the puffs
| OF blue smoke fioated haZiiy away in the
| clear morning air. Now and then battery
| beiched forth its shot and she'll and they
| went wllstling over the heads of the French
| with weird musical ring.
Suddenly a staff officer refined in his horse
| within hearing of Lieutenant Guillot and
| called out 10 the Colonel:
| - courier has arrived from France Col
| onel, and there's a letter for Lieutenant
Guilot"
"a letter for me?' involuntary queried
! the young officer; where is il: :"
In The hands OF the ;Quartermaster," re-
| piled the officer
Guiliot raised his ewes to his Cnlonels
face. That officer read the imploring look
that lay in them.
Go and getit, Lieutenant" cried the Col
| Unel IN a CHEEKY tone of voice, and as Guillot
| hurried away his commander added: Poor
| fellow, if a Chinese sharpshooter should