The Yale expositor., 1897-02-26

the general, and are now confined in
the guardhouse. Lucky for you, Pierre.
that you did not close your eyes, or
their doom would certainly have been
yours. Yes, and Jean, the young re-
cruit. as he is called. was found Turk
ing near the outposts, and can give
no good account of himself. There
are strong suspicious that he is In
league with the Italians. AS yet there
is no proof against him, but neverthe-
less he, too, is confined in the guard
house."
Pierre stood like one perfectly
stunned.
Jean suspected of being spy.
Jean, who in saving Pierre's lie,
had endangered his own.
You may well be overcome by the
intelligence. To think that stripping,
who looked so innocent, should be
double-eyed villain and traitor? This
afternoon his trial will be resumed.
One thing looks mighty bad for the
youth, he has a smart flesh wound on
his right arm, which had to be attended
to as soon as he was brought in. The
surgeon affirms that it comes from
one of our own sharp-shooters, and
must have been done a few hours be-
fore he saw him. l do not see what is
to save him, any more than Leroy and
Fontain," said his companion.
Pierre went into his tent.
His mind was in a tumult OF fear
and anxiety.
Cradnallxy hi, had eonly dnun nnnO
his knapsack, and in dreams Jean came
to him and whispered words Of peace
and comfort.
de Laneau. you are detailed to APP
pear before the general at once" said
an aid, who stood over him. you are
one of the men who are appointed to
carry out the sentence of death on the
two delinquents."
And the man departed.
Great God! of all others! I, who
have been guilty of the same charge!
Rather face ten thousand bullets
ITO arms! To armsw rang through
the camp.
In a moment every man had sprung
to his feet and fallen into line.
On all sides the enemy poured in
their deadly charge.
Again they pushed forward, only to
see their ranks thinned.
Come on! come onr' shouted Cen
eral lie Grande, THE mountain pass is
ours and we shall hold it,"
| At the head If his followers he rode.
Scarce Kissed a voice near lie
Grande. and a dusky hand held in a
vice-like grasp the horses reins.
Die, dog OF a Frenchmanw he cried,
in his native tongue, as his saber was
lifted on high. when shot shattered
the arm of the Italian, who fell back
biting the dust at Pierre's feet.
The general paused to give grateful
glance at his preserver.
From every rock. from every crag,
the enemy, with fixed bayonets, seemed
to spring, when suddenly cry rose
from the assailants: "L'Empereur!
L'Empereur" who, panic-stricken,
could see how they were hemmed in by
the advancing troops, which had so
suddenly appeared upon them.
Though the invaders fought with
desperation, they were completely
routed and cut down.
DE Laneau," said Gen. lie Grande,
to you owe my life Your promotion is
well deserved. / can never reward you
for your devotion to me, but whatever
you may wish. do not hesitate to ask
for it; believe me, it is granted al
ready"
IL beg, I petition for the pardon of
Private Leroy and Fontain."
The brow of the officer contracted.
"They merit shame, ignominy,
DEATH" he said. "They must be made
an example Of. would as soon think
of releasing Jean Mountjoy, who, with
out doubt, has more than once carried
news to the enemy. Nothing can save
| him."
ION my life. l refute the charge
brought against young Jean. II was
to save me from sleeping at my post
that he diso5eyed orders, and was
caught prowling about. Punish me IL
you will, but let Jean go free"
Corporal advance Let the prisoner,
Jean Mountjoy, be brought hither."
With measured tread the young man
was conducted to the generals pres
ence.
His ripe, full lips looked more like
those of grieved child, but there was
nothing on the whole face to denote
either treachery or deceit.
Jean Mountjoy, If you can answer
one question to my satisfaction you
will be free. Inform me how you re-
ceived the wound which even now Is
far from being healed" said Gen. lie
Grande.
The rich color mounted to Jeans
face.
Pierre exclaimed:
II see it ALL. must have caused all
your suffering. 1t was ]" he continued
addressing the general, who, mistak-
ing Jean for some of the enemy's num-
erous spies. discharged the contents
of my musket on his approach, and yet
he continued. amid his intense suffer-
ing, to watch over me-"
at is enough. Henceforth you are"
sfVivienuaf Vivienneio exclaimed