The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1897-07-12

garding him with a black frown.
The youth spGang TO his fec and in
stincsiveiy graspsd his rapier. Then he
had second thought and spoke courte-
ously: 1 came to a public inn. l have
net listened to augnt you sad
SPY" the c.her missed. DO you
think that We don't know your hang
dog face2 You don't deceive Guy de
teSlerre-he IS not d boy 10 be socthed
with sol1 words and airs of innocence.
Deliver up those papers.
1t is a mistake Ine youth said. Il
am nct the man you seek | am Louis
lie Tournee, just out CT Burgundy and
on my read TO Paris 10 better my for
tunes.
lie said this with an air of convincing
ca-1dor. but the older man sneered.
You tell a pretty story, ne said,
sarG1nically. but you mus give me
+ the papers and the ring
Il have no papers. Louis reiterated,
I and l viii not be insulted thus"
He backed against the wall and took
the attitude of defeglse.
The comrades Of De Pasterre gathered
round him. There were four OF them,
lusty fellows, SCARED and sword Ditssa,
with hard mouths and cold eyes.
Come, come, Dcy," ole OF them, a
man with red hair, said. Enough Of
this fooling-give Us the papers and the
s;gEet ring and you may go free"
Louis knew that there was some mis-
take. Dut he also knew that it was use
less 10 try to convince them Of it, SO he
shook his head doggedly.
Mile tCnneTres. De Pasterre cried,
drawing his sword and lunging for
ward. - viii run you through like q
spi-ted fowl" lie made a cut az the
yCath. but Louis evaded II. Then there
was some pretty sword play. Guy de
L. Of h
men Of Paris ard for twenty years his
name ana blade had been d terror to
his foes; while Louis yet lay in his
mother arms this man had killed the
infamous Duo de Berg. But though the
youth had not the years nor the Iepu-
tatiOn of Eis ANA gonist, ne was an ex-
pert in the use OF the rapier and had
the Advantage that twenty years and
supple muscles have over forty-fiVe and
z body that has lost fiber in high living
and Incidence.
De rasterre made a furious plunge
and pricked the youth in the side; then
Louis made a GeXterOus feint and MS
blade rir-ed the sleeve Of the others
Jacket The on-lo0l1erS Uttered and De
PasteTre's face turned purple and mis-
eyes seemed like 10 start from his head.
He hinged forward but MS Ieet slipped
ON the greasy floor and before he could
cute recover himself Louis had run
hrn ..lrCugh the heart He fell wal
lowing in his own blood.
His companions, who had stood alocf,
now came On with men2cing cries ara
gestures. but Louis had backed into
The corner so that re had all the a6-
vantages of position. He now drew one
q his pistols from his belt with his
disepgaS ed hand and stood waiting.
-Four against one-the four all men of
Years AZ the one bat a boy. The little
man vita the red hair brandlshed his
sword a the youth. Louis leveied his
pistol, there was a loud report and the
red-haired man fell atop of De Pas
terre. Their gross carcasses made
kind CT barIicade in front of the youth.
There were bat three to fight now.
Another man came fOrward-a cross
eyed man with 2 scar on his chin
Louis watched him ccme and, finging
down his smoking pistol. drew his knife
from his belt. For a moment the hilt
balanced on his palm. then it hurtled
through the air-there was a sob of
ag0nY and the cross-eyed man was
pinned through the heart with it. He
bounded up. then fell in d huddle on
the floor. The last two men now leaped
on Louis with a cry Ike that of wolves.
As they advanced together Louis Grew
his second pistol from his belt and shot
the ball hit the smaller man in the
forehead and he dropped in front Of the
barricade. The last man now came on
with rcdOubled fury and before Louis
could defend HIMSELF ran him through
the body: but as the boy sank he gave
q last desperate upthrust that wounded
his opponent in the groin, then he slid
to the floor. The inn parlor was like
a Shamble; four of the men lay dead
on The floor. and Louis knew that he
was dying. He heard a movement from
the man he had last struck.
Are you living?" he asked feebly.
Yes" the other answered. but 60
ing before the sun sets. thanks 10 you.
my boy" He spoke cheerfully and with
out malice.
y am dying, too" Louis said. 1T was
all a mistake am not the SPY give
you my word of honor as l lie dying"
II believe you" the other REPLIED.
But il cost six lives-that little mis-
take of De Pasterre's.
And | have been the death of five
good swordsmen," Louis said in a voice
which was weak but full of satisfaction,
and ! am but two-and-twenty." He
heard the death gasp Of his last antag-
onist. then he repeated, softly: And 1
am but twO-and-twenty." Then he lay
still.
And the landlord. creeping in. an
hour later, found six dead men
stretched on his dirty floor.
That is fine Marion said, taking
6eep breath
You see, il isn't like the conventional
novel Of adventure, the ordinary ro-
nance" Sturdevant said, complacently.
4 don't make my hero victorious over
everybody"
No. indeed" Marion answered. But.
Davis" she hestitated. how can you
ever 20 on-with the story-when Louis
lis dead?"
Her lover looked blank. I hadn't
thought OF that" ne confessed. Il was
so busy making il unlike other 70
mances that I forgot Now | see why
they always make the hero kill the
other fellows-they'v got TO or the
story is stopped with short turn.
He ruminated on his discovery of the
reason for the great vitality Of the ro-
mantle hero, while Marion begged him
to resuscitate Louis and finish tae
tale
But he shook his head. NO. started
ont with the principle that a Sero
should be killed ike any other man.
and I won't change tits the natural
wa"
And this was the end OF the "Adven
lures Of Louis De Tournee."
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