New-York tribune., 1900-07-29

81. Monsieur. Yes"
Dye know a man called Durand?"
randi" LIZ
Paul Durand-thats he"
He is caDoral now"
Daly?''
'si, 81. capitaine Anglais, who has him given
me liberty to see his wife, n'est-ce pas?"
! am Captain DAILY"
The Ihe man man lifted his right hand to his capote.
QueI bonheur de vous recOntrer Monsieur
rms poLJeness constrained the Irishman to
crop the pistol from its unfriendIy attitude and
return II TO its holster. The man bowed
y. Ana what may be your pretty name?" asked
-, -':arnier. mon officer from the town of
All, Monsieur GARNER" declared DAILY.
you're the gentleman I want"
\ Eotre service" responded the soldier.
lei lei me, Monsieur GARNER. what have they
Port mon officer. chez Alvarez. ze vazer Of
Jacinthe Ia bien-anliee.'
And YOU recommend his wine?"
Parfaitement, Monsieur"
Your word is sufficient Monsieur GARNER"
aonSieur VIII not regret it, the Frenchman
And now" resumed Daily boldly. pardon the
Queslon but viii l find any Of your fellows in
TN sergent et 1uaue at ze inn" answered
the soldier and Devil take it," thought DAILY.
Il can. kill the lot of them for a handful Of
PUiueaS"
Iie was reassured. "zey are all YER likely
DAILY explained to the man as shortly as he
could the nature Of his bet. The soldier was in
teresred, and on the Irishmans promise to take
no military advantage of the situation cove
nantea NOT to give the alarm should patrol
unexpectedly appear As token OF good faith
baly left his sword and pistol with him and
rode unarmed 10 finish his quest.
When he entered the village street q storm of
noisy voices rolled down between the houses.
Ihlnhng that a quarrel was taking place ne
pulled uD his mount and listened. Then he
ST-nned as the riot resolved itself into quintet
IN unison believing out the line,
lie jour de gIoire est arrive"
The sergeant and his men were singing the
'AIarseiIlaise."
Captain DAILY proceeded at hand pace and
dismounred at the inn door, very much at his
ease. for there could he no possible misgiving
about the insobriety of the choir
A tall, sCraggy girl came TO take his horse.
He dlt not admire the look Of her, but "Busi-
ness uTst pleasure afterWard,' he reflected, and,
mindful Of his wager, kissed her on the lips.
"C'est bon .est-ce pas" he queried laugh
irgly and taking him for another of those gal
liant # bloodthiTsty Frenchmen she led Pous
William aWav.
Inside the inn there reigned an uproar that
even impressed Captain DAILY as disorderIy. All
the crOckery and furniture but table and six
chairs were smashed to atoms and scattered on
al sides The remaining table stood in the
middle Of the room surrounded by the chairs
and heaped Up with bottles. which were also
SJreWn over the floor; a barrel with the 5ung
drawn was emDtying its last drops into an in
CaTnadined mikDaI in the corner.
At the table sat fat and furiously intoxicated
sergeant, and beside him lOIIed and caroued his
men, only less drunk than he.
'Soldats. he beloved. 'SOIdats de la belle
France, chanreZ!
e. L'etendard sangIant est Ieve est Ieve'"
and here catching sight Of the Captain who
had come in quietly and seated himself at the
other end Of the table, he broke off into a yell:
'FOus, V0us Ia bas, yOus ne chautez point.
! 'Insiste que YOU Chautez. AIIOnsp'