Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1898-07-09

off all negotiations In which we could hon
orably participate. You see, he believes
, his allies are here in Paris, and that we,
once embroiled in the horrors of civil strife,
will fall easy victims to the German
armies
Then" said Bourke, despairingly, 1.-The
governor of Paris can offer me no aid in
arresting the so-called Capt Speyer?"
1T is impossible" said Gen. Trochu. with
reddening face lowered to modification "I
am responsible before God for the defense
of this city. l dare not provoke an open
conflict with these insurgents under the
muzzles of the Prussians' guns
Bourke bowed. The anxious governor of
Paris returned his salute in silence. Then
an orderly conducted Bourke to the street
the great doors closed, and he walked out
into the darkness utterly discouraged.
1t was not yet dawn when he entered the
| house on the ramparts. This sentinel
| saluted him Eravely and asked what
| news there was. At Bourke's answer he
shook his fist and swore that the day
should come when Belleville would be SUM-
noned to bloody accounting.
Yolettes terror and grief when she saw
Bcurka enter alone completely unnerved
him. The terrible fatigue of the day, the
strain, the shock he himself had undergone
hen Buckhurst arrested him at the Hotel
de Vile. and the constant haunting anxiety
about Hardwood. tortured him till his ach-
ing head seemed ready to burst. He had
eaten nothing since breakfast. Maillard
brought him basin of hot soup and a bit
of bread.
When he had finished he rose unsteadily
and went TO the door. Dawn had scarcely
hesun-a horrible, yellow light crept out Of
the horizon, dulling the lamps on the bas-
tons. tipping the bronze muzzle Of the
Prophet, touching the surface of the road
puddles with sickly reflections.
Scarcely knowing where he was going he
started out again, stumbling through the
rank. dead grass of the glacis toward the
Porte Rouge. The gate was closed, but
from the ramparts he looked off over the
10 n "a A,,I 1.
| locked shaft of flames shot out of the
hazy half light; another and another. and
| the hollow booming of cannon filed his
ears. The forts of the south were aWak-
ing: the game of death had begun again.
| He sat down on the crisp dead grass of
| the talus, aching head clasped In his hands
To think of Hide in the clutches of Spcyer
and Buckhurst almost drove him mad He
shrank from going back TO Yolette He
could not bear to see her grief. He thought
or HARDWOOD. How could he face him when
| he returned? One thing he realized-that he
| must make effort to find Hide at once
| whatever happened to the government in
the meantime. The American minister
could not aid him, for there was no re-
| sponsfble authority to apply to in Paris ex-
| cept Gen. Trochu, and Bourke had already
| seen enough of that official.
| suppose he should go to Belleville? It was
| Lot yet daylight. Perhaps dawn would be
| the safest time to venture through that
| quarter; anarchists and kindred ruf1lanc
| prowl late and sleep late. He rose to his
feet and looked out across the dim city.
Far away In the north he saw the somber
| Pl ollie of Montmartre and the heights of the
/ Buttes Chaumont Before he started he
went back to the house and took a revolver
; from Harewocd's dis;nantled desk. Then be
| went noiselessly down the stairs again and
| fastened out into the city. There was no.
| BODY afoot In the streets but himself.
| ~, He went by way Of the Luxembourg and
| the Boulevard st. Michal. In the gardens
| OF the Luxembourg he saw lights moving.
| where sisters of mercy were passing among
the wounded, who lay in the Temporary
| hospital behind the palace. AS he passed
| the river, the gunboats, one by one battle
| lanterns set, swung noiselessly below nj
their moerings, sinister, tshadowy bulks on
| the dark side.
He noticed the absence of life on tbe
boulevard. There were 10 early vehicles
no market wagons, TO omnibuses, no pades-
Trans Even the sparrows had vanished.
| rothing Of life awoke with dawn. the 81
| lence was absolute, save for the deadened
measured booming of the guns II, the
southern forts. That, too. was inaudible
when he turned into the ancient Fauboure
ou Temple and began the ascent of tbe
silent, foul, greasy streets thaAmarked the
beginning of the revolutionary zone
On nigh mountains the vegetation limit IS
Sharply marked by stunted growth then
| rocks. eA
| On Mount Aventin the negotiating growth
Oh anarchy was marked by filth. The
streets reekad with 1t, the unutterably foul
canal st Martin ran fifth, the very bal
comics sweated 1t as the eyfl gray mist
HIted above the canal, higher, higher ex-
| posing the mean, naked, treeless streets
that twisted and coiled round and round
the heights where, crowned and enthroned.
sat anarchy. Matching murder
The first faint flicker of daylight that had
been struggling through the mist died ont