The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1898-07-11

= ~ 49,.
Bib Was Kneeling About the Figure
until morning. God knows whether
! there is authority enough in Paris to-
night to punish the outrage, but if
there isn't I'll try it alone"
AS he passed into the street, not dar-
| ing TO linger, not daring to look at
! Yolette. he saw Maillards young wife
! in the crowd that still waited around
the door,
Go in he said. Tell Mademoiselle
Yolette that her sister will be safe,
and that she will soon have her again
To the people who looked at him with
wistful, kindly eyes he said:
This helpless girl is your neighbor.
leave the house in your keeping. Do
what you can"
Before he turned into the city he
/ crossed the street to the bomb proofs,
where the officer of the gun squad met
| him with an anxious shake of the
head. .st
Not a word. not a word, NJ. Bourke.
I am overwhelmed with this terrible
! thing. They showed me a forged or
! der from General Trochu. l could only
! fold my arms and let those brigands
search your house. Now they tell me
, that the government still exists, that
the commune is routed, that the revo-
luton is ended. ! only wish l had
known it sooner, And is it true that
they carried off Mademoiselle Hide
| Chalais?"
Yes" said Bourke. quietly. at was
/ their captain, Speyer. who did that
! Monsieur. will you place sentry at
my door? 1 am going to see the gov
ernor OF Paris"
II will do so at once, monsieur" said
| the gun captain. They saluted each
other. and, as =Boarke hurried on. he
heard the order given, the trample of
q file, and the double jar of grounded
rifles on the ramparts.
1t was midnight when Bourke was
ushered into the presence of General
Trochu, governor of Paris. 1t was l
o'clock in the morning when he went
out into the street, stunned by the
shameful avowal that the government
was without authority in the distracted
city, and that the general in chief of
the armies Of Paris was unable TO aid
him to rescue Hide from the nsur-
gent carbineers. News had arrived that
Flourens and his legion, retreating
from the fasco at the Hotel de Vile,
had seized and barricaded the church
of Menilmontant; that Belleville was a
seething cauldron OF revolution; that
the whole quarter was preparing to
rise en- masse and hUrl themselves
again on the Hotel de Vile
During his interview with General
Trochu Bourke saw the stream OF
staff officers constantly arriving with
bad news from Belleville and leaving
with urgent instructions to General
Ducrot, commanding the only reliable
and efficient corps in Paris.
General Trochu, head bent on his
medaled breast, hands nervously
clasped behind him, accompanied
Bourke to the door Of his cabinet
Il am sorry, monsieur. Believe me,
] am covered with shame to confess
my helplessness at this moment" he
j said; but | can do nothing yet abso-
lutely nothing. until the revolt is
/ stamped out; and he added, sadly,
this revolt may cost France dear. Our
negotiations with NJ. Bismarck were
going well, but no sooner did he hear
| of this riot in Paris than he abruptly
broke off all negotiations in which we
could honorably 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,
the governor of Paris can offer me
no aid in arresting the so-called Cap
tain Speyer?"
TT is impossible" said General Tro-
chu. with reddening face lowered in
modification. Il am responsible be-
fore God for the defense of this city. I
dare not provoke an open conflict with
| these insurgents under the muzzIes of
the Prussians guns
Bourke bowed. The anxious governor
of Paris returned his salute in silence
Then an orderly conducted him to
the street. the great doors closed, and
! he walked out into the darkness ut
| terly discouraged.
1t WIS not yet dawn when he en-
! tered the house on the ramparts The
sentinel saluted him gravely and asked
what news there was. At Bourke's
| answer he shook his fist and Swore
! that the day should come when Belle
vile would be summoned to a bloody
| accounting.
Yolette's terror and grief when she
saw Bourke enter alone completely I'M
nerved him. The terrible fatigue of the
day, the strain, the shock he himself
had undergone when Buckhurst ar
rested him at the Hotel de Vile. and
the constant haunting anxiety about
HARDWOOD tortured him till his aching
head seemed ready to burst. He had
eaten nothing since breakfast. Mail
lard brought him basin of hot soup
| and q bit ot bread
When he had finished he rose I'M
steadily and went to- the door. Dawn
had scarcely begun--a horrible, yellow
| light crept out of the horizon. duIling
| the lamps on the bastions. tipping the
| bronze nluzzle of the Prophet, touch
/ ing the surface of the road puGdles
with sickls reflections.
! Scarcely knowing where he was GO
| ing, he started out again. stumbling
| through the rank. dead grass of the
| glacis toward the Porte Rouge. The
gate was closed. but from TIE ram
parts he looked off over the desolate
J landscape to the south. Ard as he
the hay half light: another and an
other, and the hollow booming of can
non filed his ears The forts of the
south were awaking; 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