The Black Hills union. [volume] (Rapid City, Pennington County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1889-1904, 1897-01-29

prietorship OF the foundry.
Then he said to himself that he
would work ret, in spite of his sixty
years, that he would work without rest,
with the anxious desperation of those
commencing life, who are tormented
with the care of the morrow. He re-
duced his expenses, gave up his apart
ments to live with his son, sold his
horses and carriages, sent away his
servants, diminished his personal
needs.
A dread haunted the old man, troub-
ling his sleep and arresting his
thoughts in the midst of his occupa-
tons; he feared to hear some day that
Camille had specialized once more; that
he was again in debt.
He forbade all mention of him in his
presence. He was henceforth the
wicked son, he of whom all are
ashamed, the remembrance Of whom.
heavy as remcrse, saddens the paternal
home and makes the meals silent.
Down at Grenelle the foundry was
seized with a fury of work, with an
enormous productiveness.
It's furnaces blazed in the shadow OF
the sheds like piercing eyes; it's power
full blast shook the surrounding
ground; the melted metal, smoking and
red, ran like it's %life-blood in the cru
cibles.
Auguste took the place of designer
and his wife that of cashier at the
foundry. And each went to his or her
work, accepting their several tasks
without a frown.
At that time the campaign of Tonkin
was at it's height.
The French soldiers fought desper-
ately against a slippery enemy, always
springing up afresh, in an unknown
country, harassed with difficulties
without number.
The slightest success excited the pa
triotism of the populace.
One morning Auguste entered his IA
theirs private office, looking very pale,
and handed him a paper.
The latter read from the Latest the
following dispatch from the intrenched
camp at Dong Song:
Capt. S%anvallier attacked the enemy
this morning with great vigor, fought
all day against large forces, and took
successfully four redoubts. At last his
soldiers gave way, crushed by the SUI
perior numbers OF the foe. Although
grievously wounded, he insisted upon
being carried by two men to rally his
company and led them to the assault.
Capt. S~anvallier's conduct was admir-
able, and his condition is now desper-
ate. I have placed the cross on his
breast. This brilliant exploit will per-
NIT me to enter Lang Song tomorrow.
TW~enty-seyen killed, forty-three
wounded.
"GEN. BRIERE DE L'ISLE.'
A strange emotion in which anguish
mingled with joy caused M. Sanval-
lier's heart to beat rapidly. For a mo-
ment he remained silent. Then, his
gaze q little unsteady. his eyes wide
open with sad establishment, he asked
his son in a slow voice.: "Do you be-
lieve that it is he? He would then
be captain"
Two hours later a letter from the
minister of war informed the family of
the event, and the next day all the
PoPSAo WIN IoAh1uS VI SdpI. oduVdIllcI,
recalling the fact that he was the son
OF the honorable foundry owner of
Chenille.
Now the foundryman could not go
out without seeing Camille on every
side! in the kiosks of the boulevard, at
the corners of the streets; Camille
looked at him as he passed, followed
him with his ewes as If he WAS living
and only left him to meet again fur
Their on
But, alas! the dispatches which he
received daily from Tonkin left but
little hone