The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1898-06-13

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elude the Prussian pickets and creep
into the city, but, except for that,
Paris was absolutely isolated from the
rest of France, as far as receiving news
was concerned. But the PaIisiaLs could
send news by pigeons and balloons
They sent something else, too--a bal
Z loon loaded with go pounds of NJ. Gam
BETA, destined TO fill the Midi with his
fanfare ard gasconading; destined to
/ Hop in the PruSSian dragnet and bind
! himself and his feliow-victims with the
| turmoil of his own Hopping; destined,
! incidentally to aid in the disgrace and
! destruction of a brave, incapable, more
! sinned against than SHINING, the inno-
cent, fat-b Drained Scapegoat of a - n
zied nation-Bazaine. # there ever ex-
listed such thing as patriotic dema-
gogue, partly genius, partly mounte-
bank, Gambetta must remain the
unique example, and yet the court-mar-
.tial of Bazaine has left the stain that
furnishes the name of Gambetta and
makes. it stink a little, too
The courage and splendid fortitude that
Frightened the gloom of the year of pun
ishment. the terrible chastiSement of a
guilty nation, was displayed by the army
and the people. The leaders. the poll
ticianS, the men in high places. the gov
eminent, must look elsewhere for eulogy.
Theirs agitated by senile commissions,
I2mpetta bowling nonsense, Rochefort
brilliant and useless as a wili-o -the-wisp
and quite as easy to catch; Trochu,
sombre, fervidly good. living amid hallu-
cinations, monument of martyred in
decision-will some historian or writer of
hction-they are synonymS-be pleased to
guild the letters of these great names?
And while the romancer or historian
whichever you Willis about it. let him
re-gild the name of Renan. as he sits
feeding himself at Tortoni's in the starv-
ing city, splitting piatitudes with De Con
court See him as he eats! His chin is
fat, his belly fatter, his fat white fingers
are spread out on either knee, the nails
extensively untrimmed. He breaches uni
versal brotherhood; ne is on good terms
with humanity. Incidentally, he talks
much, and Familiarity, about our Savior
and eats. eats, eats.
In the beginning of his career, Gam
beta created for himself a name 1t only
took a few weeks TO create it. He fol-
lowed Rochefort's methods with equal
success. He was very popular in France.
he was talented lawyer. Again and
again in the Corps Legislatif he showed
himself to be not only an orator. but a
statesman of certain kind In the be
he was the hyphe1 that connected the
parti avance and the bour2eoisie. He was
opposed to Trochu. He sailed away in his
balloon to Tours, where he felt that his
sphere of action ended only with the
frontier. He was mistaken. His col
leagues proved useless. He set up die
tatorship that ended by sterilizing and
making ridiculous his former energy.
Did this young tribune of the people
remember that the greatest glory God
can accord to man is the glory incompar-
soul sublime enough for such a mission?
And the purity of his intentions. the sim
Dlicity of his lire.. the elevation of his
he should be deemed worthy OF such an
honor?"
Let France answer her. own. i
The third sortle ended in the fire-swept
streets of Bagneux, and. for the third
time since the siege began, the army of |
Paris retired to the city, having accom- |
deaths, highly commended by "Olliver !
Militaire." Bourke, hurrying back to !
the city, had attempted to telegraph this |
news by way of Bordeaux. Then when |
he had spent the remainder of the day in !
similar and equally vain attempts, he |
gave it up and went back to the house on |
pockets stuffed with unsent dispatches, |
pacing the hallway and smoking furi- /
ously.
TITS just as I told you" he said when /
he saw Bourke; we're cooped up for |
good. If you had listened to me and gone |
on to Versailles |
20, shut up" said Bourke pleasantly. |
You are no worse off than / am
Hardwood, a little ashamed of his selfish |
petulance, sat down on the stairs and |
looked over his dispatches.
I'VE can't run the lines" he said; we |
can't send these by pigeons, even if we |
had the pigeons; We might send them in
the next balloon.
I've tried" said Bourke; its no 60"
He flung his own dispatches into a corner
and lit a cigarette
''As war news purveyors,' he observed, |
you and l are useless, my son, until |
sortie is made and the German lines
pierced. Then we must be there we
must go out with the next sortie, and if
our troops get through, We must go, too"
How about getting baek?" asked Hare
wood.
"Chance it,"
Hardwood was silent.
You're naturally considering Hide and
Yoiette' began Bourke.
Naturally" replied the other, with
tinge of irony.
so am |. Now, Jim, we are either war
or we are not. We can
do nothing here, that's certain. If we
try to take risks and try to get through
the lines, we stand every chance of early
w6 re paid for. If we follow The next
sortie we may get through with whole
skins. That's more TO my taste and fair
or to the Journals If we stay here, il is
true we can chronicle the siege and watch
for a hole in the German lines. but 1
think we ought to resign from our jour
nails in that case and risk selling our stuff
outside If we can't get IL through before
hand. That's the only honorable course
5ee--either get out of the city or stay, re-
sign and turn free lance. What do you
Think?
Il won't leave-for the present. said
Harewool, reddening.
Good" .re2lied Bourke, promptly.
Neither will [ while these young girls
are here alone. OF course, I knew -ou Il
say that. Our papers will have to wait
until we can get a chance to send IN our
helped. It was a practical mistake for
is not to go out of the city when we had
the opportunity. It's tough on our
journals. but I've decided not to accept
asst months salary. and that will square
-hings. I'll not draw another cent, either.
Have you any money, jim!
I've a little money" said Hardwood:
He took out notebook and pencil and
calculated. Presently he looked up.
I'VE shall need our salaries before the
month is out" he observed.
Then said Bourke, 'one of US must |
10 the work for both. One of us must
20 out with the next sortie and get
through if possible
"And-the other?" asked Hardwood.
slowly.
THE other ought to stay here-as long
as there is danger. Jim, do you want. to
;tay?" He forced a smile as he spoke.
hardwood said nothing. Bourkes en-
was increasing. He redeemed
and stood up.
do you care for Hilde?" he asked.
Bourke unbuckled the spurs from his
'iding boots and walked backward and
Onward swinging the feathers till the
'owels jingled like tiny chimes After
moment he came up to Hardwood, who
vas sitting moodily on the stairs.
Il should like very much to stay, Jim
I you don't mlnd-Very mucn.
HARDWOOD did not move.
1T is-for-for Yolette. AIDED Bourke.
crimson to-the temples. but if l thought
Tou loved Hide. 1 would go. II you wish
I J will go tomorrow"
Harewood's face was set and pale his
leart sank under an overwhelming rush
# shame; shame for himself. shame be-
'ause he could not answer the confidence
if his comrade, bitter shame that he
hould be willing to accept a generous
mans sacrifice, a man who loved for the
irst time in his life and who loved honor
IDLY. Bourke continued almost timidly:
I never imagined that Yolette was any
hing to me; never thought of that E)rt
4 thing II came before / knew il. Jim.