The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1894-07-07

and their feet dangling over the current.
and a friendship 90 sprang up be-
tween them.
On some days they would not ex-
change a word with one another, but
they grew into that perfect understand
ing which exists between persons of
similar tastes and who experience
similar emotions.
The two friends shook hands cordial
ly, but both felt a tinge of sadness al
meeting under such gloomy circuni-
stances. NJ. Salvage sighed and muir.
INJURED:
What a condition of things!"
Morissot gloomily replied:
"And what fine weather!"
They began to walk side by side and
Morissot continued:
"And our fishing? How pleasant il
is to think of it,"
NJ. Savage demanded:
when shall we ever be able to 90
again3"
They entered n little cafe and drank
together an absinthe and then resumed
their promenade along the boulevard.
Morissot stopped suddenly.
another glass;"
NJ. Savage assented:
AT your pleasure" and they went In
to another cafe. When they came out
ID. Sauvnge exclaimed:
"Supposing we go?"
"Where?"
why. fishing, to be sure.'
"But where?"
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know Colonel Dumoulin, and | am sure
that he will let us pass"
Morissot trembled with anticipation.
Good" he cried. u am with you,"
and they parted to get their hooks and
lines.
An hour later they were walking side
by side on the highway, and soon
reached the villa in which the Colonel
had established his headquarters. He
smiled at their request and good
naturally granted them n pass.
By IL O'Clock they had passed the
outer pickets and Colombes, and found
themselves at the border of u small
vineyard that sloped down toward the
Seine.
Before them lay the apparently dead
and deserted village of Argenteuil. The
heights of Orgemont and Sannels domi-
mated the landscape, and the broad
plain that extends rs far as Nanterre
was Il picture of desolation with its leaf
less trees and grey stretches of bare
earth.
M. Salvage pointed towards the sum-
nit of the hills, and mulmurcd:
"Ihe Prussians are there"
"Ehp Surprising we should meet
themp"
NJ. Savage replied with that Partisan
joviality which never deserted him:
"We would offer them a fried fish"
But still intimidated by the ominous
silence they hesitated to venture across
The field. AT length M, Salvage de-
cided:
Come! Gomez" And STOPPING down
they crept through the vineyard, dodg-
ing from bush to bush, straining their
eyes and ears to detect the slightest
suspicion of pursuit.
A stretch of bare ground remained 10
be crossed. After u long hesitation
they summoned their courage and run
ming at full speed attained the river bank
and concealed themselves among the
dry reeds.
MorTissot listened with his eur to the
ground for sounds of pursuit, but he
heard nothing, and upon this assurance
of their safety they began to fish.
Before them the abandoned isle OF
Marante shut out the view of the oppo-
site shore. The little restaurant was
closed, and appeared to have been de-
serted for years.
M. Savage caught the first gudgeon,
Morissot the second, and from time to
time they pulled in their line with a fish
wiggling on the hook.
The sun poured its warm rays upon
them, and absorbed in their pastime
which had been SO long denied them,
they soon became Obvious to their sur
roundings.
Suddenly u dull sound seemed to burst
being resumed.
Morissot turned his head, and away
to the left he perceived the great sill.
houette of Mount Valarien, which bore
upon its brow u tuft of smoke. Soon a
second jet Of flame shot out from the
fortress, shortly succeeded by a third in.
tonation. Then others followed, and at
regular intervals the mountain sent forth
Its death-dealing breath and cxhaled
Its milky vapors. which, rising slowly
in the calm atmosphere, hung like :
cloud above it.
NJ; Salvage shrugged his shoulders.
They are beginning again, he said.
Morissot, who was nnxiously watch
ing his float, was suddenly seized with
the anger of a peaceful man, whose calm
is disturbed. and grumbled:
isn't it stupid TO kill one another like
thatp"
NJ. Savage replied:
They are worse than the beasts them.
selves"
And Morissot, who had just pulled in
another fish. declared:
-And to think unat TINS sort or th,no
will continue as long as there arc
governments"
NJ. Savage stopped him.
"The republic would not have declared
war"-but M. Morissot interrupted him.
saying:
with kings you have external wa.
with republics you have internal wars.
And then they began a tranquil dj
cussion and solution Of the great political
problems with the limited reason OF
peaceful, quiet men who agree upon the
one point that they will never enjoy
true liberty.
Meanwhile the thunder of Mount
Valarien continued necessarily. ut each
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