The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1897-04-16


fashion,"
Emile smiled calmly. He had drawn
forth white handkerchief and allow
ed it to flutter in the breeze as sort
of flag Of truce.
How his heart was beating! How
every pulse throbbed wildly, notwith-
standing that calm exterior, as the
leaping waves bore them toward the
white-winged ark of safety!
The officer of the English deck hail
ed them the moment they came within
speaking distance.
Boat ahoy! What do you wish?
Who are you?"
Friends, seeking to board your
ship" was Emiles reply, in his deep,
steady tones
AYE, aye" came back in CHEEKY re-
Spouse.
1t was but few moments longer,
though it seemed hours to the anxious
fugitives, ere they stood upon the
friendly deck the center of curious
group.
Emile spoke few words with the
captain, and then called out to the
boats crew waiting below:
You may return. l shall take pass
age to England"
That's curious chap, anyhow"
growled the leading oarsman. II sup
pose Robespierre knows his own bust
ness, but l should say we've helped
some pretty cunning fugitives to get
away from France in fine shape"
IT'S none of our lookout, anyhow"
responded the fellow at the oar, "but
they had grand look, all three of
them, and that's a fact"
And the boat was turned again to-
ward the shore.
On the English deck stood Emile,
grasping the hand of either companion,
and repeating fervently while the tears
poured down his cheek:
Heaven be praised for the mercy
vouchsafed us. My children, We are
saved"
Lady Felicie hid her drenched face
in her hands. Jules wrung that of
Emile, and answered falteringly:
And after Heaven, We owe our de-
liverance to you"
"And after me, to Robespierre, little
though he intended it, replied Emile.
The sympathizing captain inquired
their history.
1t was given, though somewhat
guardedly.
warmly rendered their congratulations
and sympathy.
1--WE hear similar recitals every day."
observed the gentlemanly commander;
"in fact, it is our business, lying off
here to receive fugitives. 1 fear we
shall be molested presently. l have
been warned French man-of-war is
to be sent hither.
"How long must you remain?" ask
ed Emile, looking anxious once more.
"Only few hours longer. 1 have
waited a week for an illustrious pas
senger. Much | fear he is discovered
and thrown into prison, if not already
guillotined.'
Perhaps l shall be able to give you
information. | prepared a fresh list
at Robespierre's dictation but few
days ago." returned Emile.
The captain whispered name in
his ear.
Emile sighed deeply.
"Alas. your errand is fruitless. The
revered and noble bishop has gone to
his long home. He was brutally muir
dered in La Vendee, almost month
ago."
Then we will set forth for England
at once. The Carrier Pigeon must
spread her wings and fly to a happier
shore. We have other fug;tives on
board, and you may all be naturally
enough anxious to leaye these scenes.
Ho, my hearties, up anchor and shake
out the sails!"
Just as they were passing into the
cabin, Felicie came hastily to Emiles
side.
Emile, dear Emile, l am certain
see an old, familiar face in that crowd.
1t is strange enough why he should
be here, yet, if that be not Jeannot
Lazim, I have lost my momory. He
looked eagerly and questioningly into
our faces. am certain it is Jeannot! He
will be glad to know that one Langue
doc is left; let us comfort him with
the knowledge"
Point him out to me, and l will
bring him down to you"
1.-THE gray-headed old man in the
green jerkin. See, he is watching us
now"
Felicie and Jules passed down into
the cabin, and Emile returned on deck.
The cabin was long narrow apart
ment with the state-rooms opening
from either side. There were some
dozen people in it, who at once came
forward to offer any assistance or ia
vor in their power to the pale, lovely
girl, whose graceful bearing was such
contrast to her present clothing. One
drew forward an easy chair, another
poured out glass of wine and eagerly
proffered it, a third produced a rich
shawl, and yelled with its bright folds