Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1899-04-13
Jeanne caE,c 10 the tloor.

8" "a me, ma petite.
\ blush oyerspread Jeanne's feat
| ures.
what, that foolish story again?'
Certainly not foolish interposed.
II should deem it a kindness if YOU
would oblige me-
eff monsieur wishes it, and monsieur
will allow me, will get my knitting"
Certainly" I said.
when | saw him carried off,"
Jeanne began as soon as she was
seated, II was in despair, for I knew
what his fate would be. There had
been a sharp fight a week before, and
/ knew Jacques Pellot had possessed
himself Of some German uniforms that
he had taken from the dead. So I de-
manded them from him and threaten.
ed him till he produced them. A sou.
lieutenant's uniform fitted me nicely
and after cutting off my hair and con
cealing pistol and dagger in my tn
mic hurried away. crept along eau
tiously when l neared the enemy's
lines, for my plan was to get through
the sentries without being challenged.
When l heard the pickets dropped on
the ground and crawled like a snake.
And yet was nearly caught. A Ger
man officer was leaning against a tree,
| and almost touched him. lay still
without breathing audibly for long
time-how long I cannot say-until he
moved away. Then, once inside the
lines, I rose up and fastened to the
princes headquarters. 1 prayed for
courage and then walked up to the
door. trembled so that could hard
| ly speak. Fortunately the officer did
not observe my agitation.
"'Take me to his highness instantly
I said in my best German. Important
| dispatches
"'Who from? he began.
"'To his highness instantly said
| boldly, but my knees shook under me.
HE looked at me closely in the dim
light, and felt ready to faint. Then
| without a word, he took me to the
princes room. Important dispatches
he said, knocking and showing me in.
"'From whom?' asked ths prince.
"In private, may 1t please your
highness,' I stammered. but feeling
that would not leave without Felix's
life or another for it.
"'Retire and leave US, Haupe,' said
the prince, and the officer, closing the
door behind him, obeyed.
"'And now,' said the prince kindly.
You look pale and ill, sir. What is
your name?'
"The key was in tie door, and I
| turned it swiftly 'Ald now, l said,
pulling out my pistol and pointing it
full at his face-my hand did not even
tremble at that supreme moment
your highness,' SAID rapidly, If you
call out, you are dead man.
"Ah, he was a German, but he was
so brave, so brave! He did not even
vince, but he looked straight into my
eyes and smiled.
"'Ah,' he said Liz Chilly, a stratagem!
Who are you, and what do you want?"
Monsieur lie prince said, I am
the daughter Of the miller Of Pency.
MY sweetheart, Felix Labardie, was
taken by your mea tonight as Franc
tireur. If he is not already dead, he is
condemned want his life or-you
lose your, monsieur
ga womanv he said. We'll DONE
and he smiled, and the pistol almost
dropped from my hand with the pity
of it till l thought of Felix. I know
nothing of this, my good woman. No,
but stay. Here are some papers Eli
berfeld has left for me to sign. All,
here it is. Felix Labardie, taken with
arms. To be shot at five a. M
"'He shall not die, your highness,
or'-I could not threaten him With
words, but my pistol was steady.
"'But he is an assassin
emo cried, he is a soldier, though
he does not wear the uniform. Imag-
inc, your highness,' said, if should
have dared so much for murderer
"'But he has fought as a Franc
tireur, not as soldier
"'What of that? And if he had not
fought for France in her hour l would
spurn him from me. He must go free,
your highness, if you value your life
"'My life is in the hands Of God,
mademoiselle,' he said, lifting his
eyes to mine. Threats do not move
me, but you are brave woman
"And then my courage left me, mon
sieur, and 1 dropped the pistol and
flung myself sobbing at his feet and
beseeched and entreated him. And he
raised me, monsieur, and made me tell
him all the story. All, but he was
brave and true gentleman! And
when 1 told him all he said, He shall
be pardoned,' adding with a smile,
Such a devoted woman must not go
| b,chopdlosc, And then 7 fell to Weep
ing again, monsieur, and kissed his
hand and tried to thank him. And he
took me to Felix, and he was released.
1 flung myself on Felix and cut his
bonds myself, and we thanked the
prince together. We women don't find
out if men are worth it till afterward,
monsieur" with sly look at her hus-
/ bond .1Ehree DAYS later an orderly