The Virginia enterprise. [volume] (Virginia, St. Louis County, Minn.) 1893-19??, 1895-05-24

hear it, too? No, no; do not draw bqck
1t is not with cold that l SILVER. Mad
anne: need not be terrified. But if sht
would stand close to ME. All, please
| close. close The footstep is so near.
is passing into the distance. Clock, clacl
Into the distance. Madame, who is SC
kind III bringing flowers, surely will for
give poor woman whose heart is hurt
All, yes. | was sure of it.
What was | saying? Oh, l, remem
nfr auf dme pea ;',nl organized battalion
though the FARMS and W aFd pe er Savsi
The men changed their scarlet headweai
for fatigue caps. They uniformed them
selves as best they could from the gov
ernment stores. But they kept then
wooden shoes, madame. All through the
dreadful hig hts one might hear them
changing guard. Clock, clack-the cor
p9rals SQUAD coming up-the ssentinels
countersign was whispered; the squad
marking time I'LL the Whilc-eft, right
left, right; clock, clack. clock, clack
Then, the corporars voice, half under
breath: Forward! And into distance
down the narrow street, the terror dying
into the silence, clock, clack. Then
would turn upon my hot pillow, wet with
and into my new sleep would creep the
slow step, of the sentry left behind
clock, clack
Madame. perhaps, is weary? No:
Wen, then l will finish. 1t is not long
and | must hurry, for he soon will be
here: It is near his time and l cannot
speak while he is close.
One day the fire outside Dion grew
hot. l became wild with fear. l knelt
before the little altar. in my room and
prayed to Our Sweet Lady for conlpas-
sion. My silver cruciffx-this olle,, mad
anne; see. l keep it always in my bosom
that the dear Christ may hear lilly heart.
heats-my crucitix glistened with my
bitter ter tears. Toward evening they began
FROM my - Widow @v1a saw Henri iG' La
vergne upon Il litter. He lay very still;
his face was like chalk. His left arm
was shattered and was bandaged against
i his side: Henri was Il near friend of my
Theophile. l felt my pulse throbbing in
my throat and looked again. On another
TART f0 of the a te" lad DAD b4s SfeS torn
away by she'll. l covered Hiy eyes
and flung myself again before the little
shrine. l remained but a moment !
heard the adjutant feadihg i'll loud
voice:
"'Ah, madame> please keep near to me,
Co-SO.
''rhe adjutant tead list in mono
works. could not stand. / crept OH
my knees toward the window. / saw
women clasping babies to their breasts
and holding their breaths iii long hush.
I'm the pauses between the names |
heard a pounding in my ears; From
time to time some woman would cry out
like wounded creature, as Il beloved
name was. recognized. The adjutant con
tmucd in his hard monotone:
Jules Rcgnier:'
"A pause aid silence
'Edouard Dubosq:'c
"A woman on the skirt of the crowd
screamed and fell f;inting.
Jean. Lemaitre'
'Francoise- Marie Dillon
'AlphotIsc Ribot'
"A pause between the names.
"'Charles Carpcntier.'
'Theophlc Deschamps'
My window faced the west. I was
looking with wide open eyes at the set
ting sun. saw the gold turn to blood
There came rushing through my brain
! do not know whether | uttered any
cry. | heard nothing but the tramp OF
wooden shoes, Il detachment of the guard
marching with reversed arms behind the
deadcarts, to- the beat of muttled drums
Late ut night someone found me in a
ltdp btSluc tue W IluON. 1uC SCreetS
were deserted. The lights had gone out
All, madame, put your cool hands here
upon my temples. You are good, you
are good. The. lights, madame, the lights
had all gone out. You understand; not
one was left. ALL all were gone. AnG
ever since it has been dark; SO strangely
dark.
"Press here on the veins. madame. L
it not odd how they throb? 1t is a sigr
that NJ: Sabot is coming. His foctsteI
keeps time to my pulse. Since that ter
rible night he always has come. All
listen. Did | not tell You so? 1t is sun
down and he is coming. Do you no.
hear. away back there in the corridor?
"Clock! clack! .
''There, he is turning the corner Hank
how much louder the sound grows.
"ClOck! clack!
"Do not look, madame Do not turn
your head. Keep very close to me- You
shall be safe, but you must not look upor
him. You would cease to live if once
as white as milk. All, how rapidly he
strides! He is coming so close! Lister
to his tread.
o'clock! clack!
,,, %Do not s speak, madame. See, I onl,
eve must he very quiet. We shall es
cape him, if only we are prudent Take
my hand; 1t will give you courage. There
Listen, listen. 1t is his breath in thu
hecks of foam. An. if you should lool
you would see that his lips are as scarle
as those of Mile. Bois-Gulbert of tn,
Gymnase. But do not look. No, no.
els it not terrible?
''Clock! clack! :
>"But J." will pass. by and by; by ant
by.
Keep close, madame, close. Here
here S'sh!'
The keeper of ward No. 2, coming VI
with party of visitors, paused momen
ut the entrance from the corridor H
spoke in an authoritative voice and will
official precision.
mOnomaniacs, Il class requiring specia
order of treatment. They usually ar
quite lucid except in regard to-one par
ticular subject"
A lady Of the party pointed inquiringl,
toward slight figure in black, serge a
the. further side of the ROOM 'Oie pal
| hand was lifted to the lips, as though en-
joining silence. With the other she claspe,
the hard of the handsomely dressed won
| an at her side
I '"rhat!" queried the keeper, in reply t.
the gesture. ooh, that is He6ise Benoit
Quite an interesting case. She is French
There was some love affair, | believe
| There always is. Il love affair among tn
! French, you know"
He smiled like a man of the. world. Til
ladies' laughed lightly. Then they passe
! on to ward 3 devoted to patients of hom
! citlal tendencies.
An old Scottish lady drove to churc
l