Waterbury evening Democrat., 1892-11-14


 Bonaparte? If in the ordinary way and openly, 1t may be detained by the director of prisons, and, as likely as not, never reach its destination. You will also have an agent of police here, and perhaps be interrogated; for these gentlemen of the directory are terribly jealous of Bonaparte."
 'And time is of the utmost impor- tance. How would 1t do to give one of the warders fve-franc piece and ask him to put the letter in the post?"
 ''He will take the money and keep the letter, or get credit for himself by handing 1t to the governor"
 'Well, it must be arranged somehow. My letter must reach Mime. Bonaparte this very day, or, at latest, tomorrow morning. Stayl I have another idea. You know Mile. Carmine?"
 ''The governors daughter
 "Yes. brealdasted with her this morning. She Is good-looking, and, better still, has kindly ways and sym pathetic eyes. think could persuade her to help us, either by taking my let ter to Mime. Bonaparte herself or send ing it by sure hand. Would it be pos sible to see her, do you think?"
 "Did not say you were man of re- source?" said De Gex, his face for the first time relaxing into smile. "A man of ideas, too. And I should not be at all surprised if you have made an im- pression on Mile. Carmine's heart She Is dark and you are fair, and have no ticed that brunettes always take kindly to blonde men with blue eyes, like your self As for seeing her, there is nothing easier. will manage that, But first of all write your letter.
 As to this there was no difficulty, for, being political prisoners, we were treated with every indulgence compati- ble with our safe-keeping. When the letter, into the composition | of which put good deal of thought, was written, De Gex called the warden on duty, and, slipping pour-boire into his hand, asked him to inform Cheyenne Carmine, with his compliments, that the English gentleman, Citoyen Roy, would very much like to see her; he had found the answer to the conundrum which she asked him at breakfast. l The warder answered with know ing look that he understood perfectly l (which I am sure he did not), and he would see Cheyenne Carmine as soor as possible, and let us know what she said.
 "Why on earth did you say that?" l asked De Gex, when the man was gone. "There was nothing about a conun drum"
 | ''To puzzle the warden and pique tht ladys curiosity. She will scent a mys tery and send for you at once."
 De Gex proved true prophet The warden returned in a few minutes ant said that Cheyenne Carmine would re ceive me In the salon. But he must asl me to give him my parole d'honneu not to attempt to escape; unless did it would be his duty to assist me at tn interview.
 gave my parole and told him to leat the way; and as we walked across tn courtyard to the governors apartment made up my mind to be perfectly franl with the cheyenne, and try to obtain her cooperation in my enterprises. | After ushering me into a little salol and saying he would return for me il half an hour, the warden withdrew.
 "Ah, Citizen Roy, what a strang message Is this you send mel" said tn cheyenne, who just then entered tn room. "A conundrum, indeed! Yo have set me conundrum. What doe | 1t mean?''
 "Ah, mademoiselle-"
 "Hush! you must not say 'mademoi selle;' it is against regulations.
 "Never mind the regulations; we ar en tete-a-tete, and 'mademoiselle' ever so much prettier than cheyenne don't you think? As for the conundrur well, it was absolutely necessary fo me to see you"
 "And so you made me the victim of trick"
 "Ah, mademoiselle, I am sure tha when you know my object you will fol give me. Those beautiful eyes bespea tender heart"
 And with that I took her hand Though not in the first bloom of you'll she was fine young woman, and in he