Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1897-10-07

DO not go. There are enough sheep
for the shearer!"
He was turning away with this orac-
ular saying when Croisette touched his
sleeve. Pray can you tell us if it be
true" tie lad said, eagerly. that Adj
miral de Coligny was wounded yester-
day?"
sit is true" the other answered, turn
ing his grave eyes on his questioner,
while for a moment his stern look
failed him. 1T is true. my boy" he
added. with IN air of strange solem-
nifty. "Whom the Lord loveth, He
chasteneth. And, God forgive me for
saying it, whom He would destroy, He
first malleth mad"
He had gazed with peculiar favor at
Croisette's girlish face, 1 thought;
Marie and l were dark and ugly by the
side of the boy. But he turned from
him now with a queer, excited gesture,
humping his gold-headed cane on the
floor. He called his servants in a loud,
rasping voice. and left the room in SEEM
ing anger, driving them before him,
the one carrying his dag, and the other
two candles.
When / came down early next morn
ing, the first person met was Rlaise
Bure. He looked rather fercer and
more shabby by daylight than candle
light. But he saluted me respectfully;
and this, since it was clear that he did
not respect many people, inclined ne to
regard him with favor. 1t is always SO,
the more savage the dog, the more high
lv we prize its attentions. I asked him
who the Huguenot noble was who had
sdpped with us. For Huguenot we
knew he must be.
Baron de Rosny," he answered;
adding with sneer: 'He is a careful
man! If they were all like him, with
eyes on both sides of his head and a
dag by his candle-well, my lord, there
would be one more king in France--or
one less! But they are blind lot: as
blind as bats" He muttered some
thing farther in which 1 caught the
word tonight" But I did not hear
it all; or understand any of it.
Your lordships are going to PARISH"
! &c resumed in a different tone. When
said that we were, he looked at me in
a shamefaced way, half-timid, half-ar-
rogant. Il have a small favor to ask
OF you then" he said. Il am going to
Paris myself. l am not afraid of odds,
as you have seen. But the roads will
be in queer state if there be anything
on foot in the city. and--wcll. would
rather ride with you gentlemen titan
alone"
You are welcome to join u.s. said.
but we start in half an hour. Do you
know Paris well?"
rs well as my sword hilt," he replied
brisk-y, relieved thought by my ac-
quiescence. And 1 have known that
from my breeding. If you want a
game at paume, or pretty girl TO kiss,
] can put you in the way for the one or
( tic other"
! The half-Tustic shrinking from the
great city which felt, suggested to me
that our swash-buckling friend might
help us if he would. "Do you know NJ.
de Pavannes?" l asked, impulsively.
Where he lives in Paris. mean?"
M. Louis de Pavannes?" quoth he.
Yes"
Il know" he replied slowly, rub
blng his chin and looking at the ground
| in thought, where he had his iodg-
Jugs in town awhile ago, before All!
! ! do knowl / remember" he added.
Shaping his thigh, ''when l was in
Paris a fortnight ago l was told that
his steward had taken lodgings for him
4 in the Rue ST. Antoine"
/ s...,,.ss,..oJ ttr~1.
we want 70 dismount there, if 1u can
guide US straight 70 the house"
Il can" he replied simply. And you
will not be the worse for my company.
Paris is queer place when there is
trouble to the fore, but your lordships
have got the right man to pilot you
through it."
| | did not ask him what trouble he
meant, but ran indoors to buckle on
my sword. and tell Marie and Croisctte
of the ally l had secured. They were
much pleased. as was natural; so that
we took the road in excellent spirits
intending to reach the city in the after
noon. But Marie's horse cast a shoe,
| and il was some time before we could
find smith. Then at Etampes where we
stopped to lunch, we were kept an uncon-
scionable time waiting for it. And so
we approached Paris for the first time
at sunset. A ruddy glow was at the
moment warming the eastern heights,
and picking out with fame the twin
towers of Notre Dame, and the one tall
tower of ST. Jacques la Boucherie. A
dozen roofs higher than their neigh
bors shown hotly; and great bank Of
cloud, which lay north and south. and
looked like a mans hand stretched
over the city, changed gradually from
blood-red to violet. and from violet TO
black. as evening fell.
Passing within the gates and across
first one bridge and then another, we
were astonished and utterly confused
by the noise and hubbub through
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