Western liberal. (Lordsburg, N.M.) 1887-1919, 1898-03-11

him ErOdn " jesuit anu saw nitl
throw ont both his hands into the air.
Then / knew what Lad happened.
'In another instant he would fall
backward over his hCrse's launches
and lie on tho ground with a Prrssian
bullet in his iutcrnals and his COM
rades' horses trampling the beauty in
his young face. On ! went, the blood
triokling down on to my saddle, my
teeth gri;ting together and q pretty
strong resolve in my soul to see soiac
Prussian fluid very Soon.
Holy Vireinn Jean Joseph Cam
bort's voice reached me through tho
screaming aud the Missing Of the bull
lots. lie was speaking grimly. 'Cour-
nge, comrade, no said; you win your
g for you ride before nv toward
the Uneray's line And, monsieur, it
was sol Leon 81. Paul had been caught
as he fell, and lay across the saddle Of
his rival, supported by his left arm.
"What followed then? You must pic
ture it for yourself. for 1 cannot. Some
Of us never reached the hop vines, some
mover returned, but those who left us had
Prussian comrades on their journey to
the other world, ho sure Of that. All, ha,
on that journeys good soldier Of France
is %conifcrted ~ the presence Of adetest-
ed Prussian, though in life no road is
broad enough for them TO travel AMIGA
bly,.
"Whcn it was over We returned, and
we three, Cambcrt, st. Paul and /, were
still together.
"Carlbert bore Sc. Paul to the place
whore VI. Vcrdomc aud Marie EmmaD-
ucl woro at work. They were both coy-
cred with blood and sweat. Tho surgeon
groaned as we brought the youth in, for,
as l have said, be loved st. Paul, bat
Marie uttered a. cry which was hard on
Cambe1t and made him look more grim
than ever.
~ was in very great haste to part
company with ry right ann, bat l stood
aside to give young Leon his chance. A
right arm is Il good friend aud sticketh
I closer than n brother. But even the best
friend is sometimes dc trcp.
"The surgeon ripped the garments up
with his scissors and tore them from the
wound, disclosing the white flesh of the
patients body, but just then Leon
reused and tried to drag himGelf on to
his side, away from tho haaler's hand,
muttering something that seemed to i'm
ply that, exclusive to the last, he would
not be touched or handled il our pres
ence.
''The surgeon drew back irresolute,
which was indeed strange with mo-
ments 80 precious and gaping wounds
waiting for Kim Gu every side.
"Then it was that the v~ivandiere
spoke, turning to those who stood with
in the door Of the hut, moved by such
curiosity as men eau feel who are used
to scenes of blood.
eco, go, my friends she said
monsieur must find that bullet, and
this is no place for you. You all have
had mothers, women of France, sisters,
some of you wives CT swoethaarts,
Retire, 1 beg. If 1 como to tho door o.
the hut and say, My friends, it is the
death'-hcro her strong voice broke
then pray-pray for The soul of a brave
daughter Of Frinoe.'
"Wo who had called the young sol
dior comrado and loved or hated hin
for his smiling, handsome face cast
strange look upon the silent figure un
der the Doctors hands. We saw witt
opened eyes, and every hsad was bar
in an instant, for patriotism and tn
courage which Col himself gives some
times 10 his weakest commanded on
respect as no other earthly attribut
might.
' 1.-THE doctor, with q gasping sob
turned TO US as we dcow toward til
. door of tho hut. 4 loved the youth, b
said. 4 find that l have loved our sis
. ter. 1t is we'll that you should go-sh
wishes it-bCt courage, my brothers, th
. time has not yet como to say OF OF
brave comrade in arns-may the sol
: of the faithful departed rest in peace.
: "Well, monsieur, my arm was take
/, off and / did we'll enough. They O.
! tracted that bullet FROM young Leon
body, and the doctor kept it. a bit
German lead, of course, but made PR
cious by % countrywoman's blood. The
: moved us to the house of n wealthy p;
D triot, and ehc lay in the temporar
MdIN ul4phb thb -A-Af 1000" "'peeANNNN =
: : a screen. My bed was neX TO II.
/ "Cambert came to visit us, clea
shaeen, and not half 80 fierce and gril
. without his mustache. When he lief
he was weeping like "A child.
I "One day l heard Marie Emmanul
= talking to the patient behind the screel
= and then l heard the voice of Leontir
st. Paul.
, "'How shall I face my comrades
= she said; how meet them, now / 1
longer dare 10 wear the dress in whic
- they knew mc?'
"And the viyandiCre answered Me
: them, dear friend, as the wife Of OF
u brave surgeon. He loves you'll hay
said it. Surely such women as you we
T meant to DO the mothers Of u futui
heroes. ="
"And what became of Cambert?"
~ demanded.
II ooh, he married." ssid the old SC
der. "He has sons and daughters. Pc
p haps he married Marie Emmanuel.
=, have seen his daughter. She is We
- like Marie. CORA Langlois in Ne
- York Journal.
Sc Must Have Been "a Loose Screw.