The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-12-03

and besides, lie Brusquet has an evil
sword. and he called her mlgnonne."
"Ha! ha! ha"' and Crequy's merry
laugh rang out, whilst my companion
stamped her foot.
Three very good reasons; but the first
is the best. Harkee! Close the gates at
once. Let none pass in or out"
Monsieur"
And then Crequy. turning his horses
head, rode of at canter.
As he did so l drew the inference from
his act
The King is not back get your high
ness-we are safe"
Then we crossed the garden In silence
until we came to the little wicket leading
10 the ladies' terrace. l opened IL with my
key, and when we had gone up the steps
and reached the platform of the terrace
she stopped, and we faced each other
l shall never forget that night when we
two stood there alone. the quiet moon
looking down on us-the silver light, the
shadowy trees and the scent of the roses
that came to us with the breeze.
l saw my Queens eyes shining upon me
and knelt at her feet
Your highness will forgive me my free
dom of speech, and all have done; but
there was no other way-and you are safe
now"
She threw her hood back, and looked
down upon me with her glorious eyes. and
then, stretching out her hand raised me
to my feet.
M de Besme," she said. God has let
me know to-day what true gentleman Is
keep these in memory of Mary Of Scot
land"
With these words she detached the two
red roses she wore at the neck Of her dress
and placed them in my hands. and as [
bowed low and in silence to receive them,
she turned and ran up the stairway and
into the palace-slipping from my sight
like ghost.
Late that night, as I sat In my cham
Der, thinking and staring at the roses l
had placed in a vase on the table before
me, heard a step outside my door and
then knock. l knew who il was.
"Enter! cried, ana Lorgnac came in.
His face was beaming, his eyes laughing.
He shook me by the hand, and ninging
| himself into a chair. poured himself out
Gun of D'Arbois and drained 1t at a
draft
"see herep' he said, as he placed small
bag on the table, "a thousand pistoles
in gold-and owe You 40 crowns" Say
! ing this. he counted the money out on
the table and fell 90 laughing again.
Come" he said, tell me your story"
told him all, emitting only the men,
| ton of the roses, and when / had done
| he went to the little box where Pompon
lay, wearied and asleep He looked at
the ape long ana earnestly, and NUT
| tered.
You shall have a collar of gold mon
! ami-for you have saved queen"
Then he came back, and we spoke for
a while gayly' OF many things, for our
/ hearts were fun of one thing, which we
did not dare to speak of even to one an
| other.
At last he rose to go. As he stood a,
the door, wishing me goodnight, he hest
| tated a little, and then went on:
1T is goodnight and good-by, lie Brus-
! quet. The King has forgiven me, and
leave tomorrow with dispatches for Col.
| igny."
Heinz I said THE treaty of Vau.
celles is waste paper-good luck and good
! fortuner
1 waited until his footsteps had died
away. He was wearing his willow bravely
and like a gentleman. Then 1 went back
| to look at The Queens roses
But six days after Coligny had attacked
| Douai and stormed Lens. and the Kine
| had declared war against Spain.
(The End)