Marble Hill press. (Marbel [sic] Hill, Mo.) 1881-1923, 1896-03-05

prophetically discerned the little warn
ing cloud. Greater changes have passed
over the armament of France.
What was Revolt five years ago is
Revolution now-revolution which has
engulfed thrones and municipalities and
powers; which has set up croWnless,
inhereditary kings and counselors OF
it's own, and has bloodily torn them
down again by dozens; which has ragged
and ragged on unrestrainedly in fierce
earnest, until but one king can still
govern and control it for a little while.
That King is named Terror, and sew
enteen hundred and ninety-four is the |
year of his reign.
Monsieur Lomaque, land-steward no |
longer, sits alone in an official-looking |
room in one of the official buildings Of
Paris. 1t is another July evening, as
fine as that evening when he and Tru-
dame sat talking together on the bench
overlooking the Seine. The window Of
the room is partly open, and faint,
pleasant breeze is beginning to flow
through it now. Lomaque breaths I'M
easily, as if still oppressed by the sui
try midsummer heat; and there are
signs of perplexity and trouble in his
face as he looks down absently now and
| then into the street.
The times he lives in are enough of
themselves to sadden his face. In the
Reign of Terror no living being in all
the city Of Paris can rise in the morning
and be certain of escaping the spy, the
arrest, or the guillotine, before night.
Such times are trying enough to OPP
press any mans spirits; but Lomaque is
not thinking of them now. Out of a
mass of papers which lie before him
on his old writing table, he has just
taken up and read one, which has car
ried his thoughts back to the past, and
to the changes which have taken place
since he stood alone on the doorstep of
Trudaine's house, bordering on what
might happen.
More rapidly even. than he had fore
BODIED, those changes had occurred. In
less time even than he had anticipated,
the the sad emergency for wiieAsGses
brother had prepared, as for a barely
possible calamity, overlook Trudalne,
and called for all the patience, the cour-
age, the self-sacri1ce, which he had to
give for his sisters sake. By slow
gradations downward, from bad to
| nj
tested itself less and less disguisedly
almost day by day. Occasional sights
ending in habitual neglect; careless es-
: arrangement turning to cool enmity
small insults which ripened eVilly tc
great injuries-these were the pitiless
signs which ihowed her that she hac
l risked all and lost all while still
young woman-these were the unmer
tied Affections which found her help
s less, and would have left her helpless
S but for the ever-present comfort ant
: support of her brothers self-denyint
love- From the first, Trudainc had de
e voted himself to meet such trials a
: now assailed him; and like d man h
d met them, in defiance alike of persecu
ton from the mother and of insult from
o the son.
e The hard task was only lightene
l. when, as time advanced, public troubl
began to mingle itself with privat
E. grief Then absorbing political neces
It sites came as relief to domestic mis-
!" cry. Then it grew to be the one pun
e pose and pursuit of Danville's life cur
E. ningly to shape his course so that b
u might move safely onward with the &C
vancing revolutionary tide-he care
lie not whittier, as long as he kept his pos
le sessions safe and his life out Of DANCE
4 His mother, infiexibly true to her oil
world convictions through all peri
ne might entreat and upbraid. might tai
he Of honor, and courage, and sincerity
a: he needed her not, or needed only
r. laugh. AS he had taken the false wa
hit with his wife, so he was now bent {
al taking 1t with the world.
k. The years passed on; destroyil
IT. changes swept hurricane-like over Il
an old governing system of France; al
still Danville shifted successfully wi
ok the shifting times. The first days
It. the Terror approached; in public and
private--in high places and In low
he each man now suspected his broth'
at Crafty as Danville was, even he 4
ar under suspicion at last, at headqua
it. tiers In Paris. principally on his mot
I'D er's account. This was his first poll
I'D cal failure, and In Q moment OF though