Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1898-12-04

tlCil pICtly JuuSnCAI upOu NhooICA La
ro's work. Ligniere marked his abb
straction.
THE lady comes not" he said. Re
lease me from my guidance. l will be-
take me to my fayorite tavern"
Stay" begged Christian. You
who know the town can tell me who
she is for love Of whom die. You
must stay and tell me who she is. Yet
what will it boot?" he added gloomily.
Il came from Touraine, and the ways
of the court sit not easily upon me.
/ do not know it's language. That they
speak here to-day-aye. and write, too
-confounds me. am but an honest
soldier-a lubberly one, if you will.
What could she see in me?"
He turned gloomily toward the buff
fet, and when next he looked the empty
box toward which his eyes had been
directed was no longer empty.
Look" cried Christian, Selling Lii
gniere's arm. Look! IT'S she!"
Ligniere glanced toward the box.
He did not even cease to sip his rive
salte as he answered.
"An! She Is Madeline Robin
'Roxane, they call her. She is a wit
precieuse. Cyrano de Bergerac is her
cousin. She is orphaned There is the
Count de Guiche speaking to her now,
the blue ribboned nobleman there. He
is enamored of her, though he has wed
the cardinals niece himself. He would
marry her to NJ. De Valgert, a most
complaisant viscount, but Roxane will
none of that bargain, though De Guiche
may prosecute her for her obstinacy.
See, she looks at you!'
1t was true. The precieuse had bent
her eyes upon aim. He stood trains
fixed, the gentleman from Tourainc.
Eigniere, delayed beyond his wont
from his favorlte tavern, made his es-
cape from the lovelorr youths si',e.
The audience was growing impatient.
1t had been promised rare treat
rarer than good Master Baro's "Clor-
Use" afforded. Raguenau, king Of pas
try cooks, patron of poets and play
wrights, had circulated among them,
telling them Of the bargain of Cyrano
de Bergerac.
"He has got a hate Of Montfuery,"
said Regueneau. ''IIe has forbid the
actor to set foot upon the stage again
for a month. And to-day Montfluery
is billed to play! Surely there will be
rare sport when our Cyrano sees
him"
who is this Cyrano?" asked Chris
tian, that he should dictate to the
kings players?"
The choicest of earthly beings" an
swered lie Bret, who had been pacing
up and down the hall in search of
him.
And poet" said Raguenau.
And soldier" said Cuigy.
And philosopher" said Brissaile.
"Aud musician" added LIE Bret.
But" said Ligniere, "of how fantas-
tic a presence!"
Marry" went On Ragneneau affec-
tionately, twould puzzle even our
grim painter Philippe de Champagne
to portray him! Methinks, SO whimsi-
cal, wild, cOmical is he, only jacques
Callot, now dead and gone, had sue
ceeded better and had made of him the
most valiant of all his yisored crew.
And proud-he is prouder than all the
fierce Artabans Of whom Gascony has
ever been the prolific alma mater. And
you should see him fence! He is Ca
Diet in the guards, the maddest fighter
of them all. You should see him with
his triple plumed beaver and his six
pointed doublet-his sword point out
tail! He is ruffed, and, ali. you should
see his nose above his ruff! The nose
of a false face it is. One must believe
that he plays joke and that it will
come Off But tits his own. and off
it will not come. And woe to you, my
master, if you dare but stare at it!''
"Ah, we'll, He will not come to-
day to clear the stage of Montfleury!
You'll see," said one.