The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1897-02-05

| thought, there can be no danger Jf your
needing more water. You will be as
prudent as possible, and l mean to re-
lieve you long before you breach the
last cask"
Neither suspected that he had at
tempted to reach the spring, ana mar
rowly escaped capture.
He went back to the upper room, and
listened there anxiously.
81 do believe it is the evil one him
self; how else could he vanish so
mysteriously?" said one wondering
voice.
''The peasants say it was haunted
long ago." said another, in equal aston
ishment.
"Peste! don't you know that was
our own doing, citizen Pierre managed
it? This is beyond belief, only fol
Pierres assurance that the royalists
are hid up somewhere here. Fire at 1t
next time, and see what that will do
replied third.
1t was long time before they went
away, and then Emile anxiously lis
tened for the direction of their retreat
ing steps.
"Who would have believed that OBJ
stinate Pierre would stick so closely
to this idea? They will be sounding
the tree next. l see plainly must
use my wits to get out. All, l have 1t!
Where is my ghostly dress and light!
I'll rig them on pole with cross-arms
and carry it in sight of these fellows
and set it up. They'll rush forward.
believing they have caught the man,
and I can slip away unperceived. But
1 must go to the extreme end OF the
woods. 1t will not do to draw further
attention to this spot"
And having matured his plan, he
acted upon it promptly.
Carrying the effigy before him, he
walked unmolested to the outer end OF
the wood. He heard the first shout
of discovery and saw half a dozen
forms come rushing toward him.
Setting the pole, which he had taken
care to sharpen, firmly in the ground
he slipped behind tree trunk, ano
dropping on his knees crawled noise
lessly over the messy earth to the
other side.
AS he expected, the rush for the sup
posed capture left the picket line va
Gated; he lost no moment in clearing
it, and as soon as he dared, sprang to
his feet, and ran swiftly.
Extreme care was needed for more
than a mile, but when morning broke
he was safely in the highway. Once
there, he brushed from his dress all
signs of his late proceedings, and
boldly hailed a market wagon passing
on to Frejus.
Before he reached the town he met
his comrade, who looked immensely
relieved at sight of him.
welcome to the south, most valiant
Gray Falcon! Where did you dip your
beak last in the accursed blood OF the
aristocrat and tyrant?" exclaimed the
latter.
81 come from Paris, and am sent
south to kindle the zeal of the people
for equality and liberty. How goes the
cause?" responded Emile, while the
driver of the wagon eyed him with
open mouthed wonder and a little fear.
1--WE have some bold spirits. There
is worthy citizen Pierre, you will find
him eager for the work; and We ex-
pect the famous Gray Falcon of Paris
will wake us all up"
They proceeded slowly on till they
reached the town. There in the market
square they saw M. Pierre conversing
earnestly with group Of men.
Emiles companion shouted to them:
"Come hither-come and welcome
the Gray Falcon. He has arrived at
last on a special mission to u.s."
The crowd in a moment surrounded
them.
ITO BE CoNTINUED.D