The sun., 1898-07-31

WOOD. see the C0rr1nReS ana wagons coming
out from Paris. That is the ,Nanterro road. i
lends to the gates OF the north"
They leaned over together, watching the sun
shine flashing on the polished eQuipages, on
wheels and lamps and harness trapplngs., The
road from Paris was full OF them; was like
the horses moved without spirit, and there
were many shabby carts and wagons inter-
As the procession OF vehicles approached the
base OF the hill the coachmen and drivers,
sTathfd cnS f%T vsRe Liable S snd 64Fssa
walls. the tinkle OF chain and hoot and wheel.
Parents coming TO the Tort to look for their
mr. unnSSweethearts. perhaps. for their lovers" said
his ho%s fe Pse &onceaS None the 6aeSer
from the long closed Halles, the mother from
nSST se asd PH5
sister and 6rotherwand some who we're child.
They are coming. said Hide, Il hear car
EiaSes on the gun road ReloW They win drive
dead sons And those who are buried outside
do.and their children dead down there under
The parade was filling now with vehicles Of
the ground. old men and feeble. white; haired
women stepped out into the snow; An old gen.
am looking for my son. he said. Could
Lu0 WIlOIo
'' The barracks are in ruins" said Hardwood;
the troops muster In the easemates. MONSIEUR.
others eans to SEEK nformSton mat on an sncent
dame, hobbling on two canes. asked for her
son. Jean Bornic. my pretty lady Of the Bre-
my son. madame"
Hide answered gravely In the Breton Ian.
SRs the old danes w'n','d on'~t' no'n'S SS
Hide told her to 60 to the citadel. and she
went, smiling and Al n5oddinE her gray gray head; .
said t6e Sey 81 WSeso
they viii tell her" w ~ ~ ~ ~
There we're tears in her eyes; she laid her
head is on i aSrewSS9ds f1e sSS sss sa9sidder' said
The bell in the citadel began to toll: COL
arms, entered the parade. already crowded with
VEHICLES,
She trembled so that he drew her to him.
wait" he Whispered. remember what We
said Of youth and springtide. The land needs
Stiffness. Death viii be a memory with sum
mer. France can wait: her promise Is In her
The bell tolled monotonousy; three silent
files Of mon entered the gun road and began
the long descent.
this way" a' said TfdIH HaroEood. The next mSment
he uttered an exclamation. half petulantly.
" Hidei fLdeS'f It's the Mousel"
She rose. breathless excited. hands out
stretched; woman leaned from the carriage.
80 YolettfI YQPletts j" cried Hide: little Sis
There's Bourke !" stammered Hardwood
.Yoiette was in Hides, arms. sobbing. Little
We are going home, .,home-really we are"
Bourke's strong hands clasped Harewoods;
What ha read In HnrawOO1'a aVaa liQhtad
his own @ az and dY stepped back and TOOK Hde
hands In his, When he turned again to Hare
own. own Y9lette, Red Riding Hood and the MOUSE
surrounded him; the child had both arms clQ8e
Wounded im6 NIB. and S holding kfs hand GEet in botS S
her gloved ones, AS for the Mouse. he ehewed
straw and Looked on with mixed sentiments
He brought me silver cup" said Red
RiSbtng HoOd grSyis,gd aSi,gyd ~. ,.r, hotwoor ri,
teeth and looked anywhere but at Hardwood.
We are to have white bread to-moErQw, in
ing Harewood's neck eneircled in her fri, arms.
ss4 e ae wSs
to describe. Whether he meant It we'll or Iii 10
Q problem. The chances are that he intended
terest eHy IN HaFewood lar and Hide However. he
only said that the carriage was ready and the
Mouse. was ready to start as soon as ces mes
sieprs" were ready
fHreWOOu lduRneu anu JOOk MS CTuICneS.
Hide. coloring, family placed one arm around
him and aided him to rise
od he said With tough Of
though he needed the strength OF his comrade
II thinE."5 he said as Bourke picked him up
uncetemon!!i9upsly US and I'd 81 carried w him N, Of 81 to the
leg" ,no,n ~, n,r. n, .
the MOusa nuaDa6 the CnrriaU door for Hil6a
and YOlette.
Red Riding Hood was set high on the DRYERS
wood gently in the corner beside Hide. then.
p9ddi3g to the Mouse, he entered the carriage
"Yoiette and have taken house in ,Passy,"
he said smiling g. G@ across at Aarewo9d; "Yolette
might run down to the Breton coast until Paris
I'VE we're Thinking" said Hide with sweet
dignity. of doing the same thing"
Yolette suddenly leaned across the carriage
The Mouse. outside. cracked his whip and
| sang as he drove:
| For what things shall our brothers pleadf
rope. match, a barley seed.
| rope TO hang the man of greed.
9sSh fsed tho !" G% hi bFeT aSsse ssed need
barley seed.
barley seed.
Crack crack went the whip; the sifted snow
| few hi the wheels spun, slipped, creaked
and Thirlcd round In shower OF icy slush
| And always the Mouse caroled his merry catch
| "a barley seed,
| barley seed,
| The rich shall bleed,
| The poor shall feed,
| So. brothers. the barley aeedl"
| CHAPTER xxx
| sAINTE Hide OF CARHAIx.
| In Carhaix there is a rustic through the win,
| ter-tinted woods when the March moon dies in
the skies and the blue starlight sinks trem
bling. fathoms deep. into the CLASSY sea. Then
| through breathless dawn. steals the pale light
OF April, tntlng with gilt world OF primroG,
s1eT H tRs
forest depths bird awakes and ruilies anc
In Carhaix league upon league OF moorlant
grows sweet scented the gorse is aromatic tht
sea ripples like a river. gilded with rihbeI
| sand. flecked with reflections where whit,
clouds blow and white gus drift like wind
| tossed thistle silk
Three, houses; woods, a chapel. and a shrine
miles Of pink thorn. silyery cliffs. and a still
sail at sea-that is Carhaix. All day long tn