The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1900-08-05
"1'stendard sanglant est levs est


on the table, and, gently disengaging TIT
corkscrew from the feverish hands o.
q trooper, poured hbation TO Bacchui
down his thirsty throat.
'Bedad, twas worth the Journey" ht
observed, as he pitched the empty bottle
into the fireplace.
"Chantez. chantezI Tinsiste que vous
chantez" howfed the sergeant, his at
tention reawakened by the click of the
glass.
"Oh, have yez neer been to Donnybrook
Fair?
An Irishman all In his glory is there.
With his sprig of shiIlelah"-
trolled Capt Daily.
AUX armes. citoyens! Former vos
batallions?' chorused the Frenchmen.
| Capt. Daily helped himself to another
bottle. which he tapped more slowly, to
get better the flavor Of the Wine
suddenly one of these troopers clamb-
cred to his feet
Mon sergent, mes camrades. A la
belle Jacinthe!
"A la belle Jacinthe!' clamored the
others, each draining his flask. and then
crashing 1t down upon the floor
No heel taps" cried Capt DAILY. en-
tering more and more into the spirit of
the thing, and emptying his bottle. he
fumbled about for a third
! "C'est troo fort!" screamed the SER
geant.
"Vous ne chantez pas; jinsiste que
| vouS chantez"
Twin in Trafalgar bay
We saw the Frenchmen Law"
chanted the visitor, feeling himself a
little dpsy as he cracked his third bot
tie lis the pace that kills" he re-
marked to his neighbor. but the man was
too FAR gone to do anything but repeat
Abreuve nos sil!ons," again and again
each time more loudly and Jess distinctIv
than before
his third bottle turned marine. Cant
DAILY reflected that he might now reiotr
MS regiment, but the honest fellow did
not like to leave the inn without express
ms 70 the landlord his appreciation of
MS hospitality, since he could not better
requite him for it.
Gu est lie patron?' he demanded
lie patron, c'est MOL" answered the
fat sergeant
captain. 'iio
LIE tavernier, c'est mols," replied the
sergeant; and 'Chantez, chantez." he
added.
Seeing that there was nothing to be
learned from him. Capt DAILY arose care
fully from the table and equally careful
ly walked to the door.
GU est la patron?' he called out to tho
thin girl; then he thought she was NOT
alone.
ne smut his eyes, and, opening them
again. looked as steadily as he couId n
make sure. There was no mistake about
It, There. in the sunlight, stood tall
sracetul girl, talking to the one who had
taken his horse
Capt. Daily advanced undaunted1, o,a
smiling anu
'DOna in ho {~o..,-.
Senor!' the girl turned toward him.
"A mighty pleasant face ye have. nv
dear, observed Capt DAILY,
suddenly he slipped his arms gently
around her, kissing her on the ears ewes.
cheeks and lips.
His manner was so tender and his an
pearance SO brave that Dona Jacintha
dld not resent the familiarity, and a ro
nance might well have been built on #
mat would have lightened the horrors of
the Peninsular war had not Cant. Dalv,
incontinently hiccoughed.
Dona Jacinthas finer feelings ware
shocked. she disengaged herself abr11nt-
ly.
lis all your fathers main fine
VINE protested the captain. apoIoget-
tcally, but by no means abashed.
At the sound Of the English language
MISS Jacintha changed color, and spang.
away from him to the door of the tav-
ern.
'Au armes!" she called loudly to the
solalers. But as they. themselves had
been calling 1t much louder for the part
Of the day. they took little heed of 1t,
"Chantez. manuel, chantezw Can't
Daily heard the sergeant say.
Withal the captain reflected that he
had no more time to lose. Picking his
way through an alley to the stables. he
round Pious William immersed in the
consumption of more hay than was good
for him. and in few minutes they were
trottlng down the village street.
With sharp pull that would have tom
pied Pious William over backward had he
been less acquainted with his masters aft
er WINE vagaries. Capt. DAILY drew rein.
Bad luck to it! I've forgotten the bot
ties" he burst out.
There was nothing for It but to re-
trace his steps. Capt DAILY could NOT
AFFORD to lose five guineas for fear of a
bullet or two
THIS time he approached the inn more
circumspecty, wondering whether Dnna
Jacintha had yet succeeded in gaining the
sergeant's ear
Not a bit Of It, There was Iacintba o,,d
an obese old man, evidently her father
STRIVING to explain the situation To the
most sober Of the troopers, while another
lay under the table, and the rest, faith
full to their leader, still intoned the
'MarSeillaiSe."
So frantic was the huhbub that Cant.
DAILY entered quite unnoticed and. drop
ping on all tours for safety, in two
senses of the word, poked about In the
rubbish on the floor to find three bot
ties with yellow seals.
Two soon came to hand empty and In
sufficiently sound condition TO bear trans
port, but the third he fell upon was full
AS he would have counted it a sin to
spill It's contents upon the floor, and he
did not like to burden pious William
with its weight. remembering the beast
was packed with hay, he though it best
to drink it then and there, and rose to
his feet to get the corkscrew
lie voila!' screamed Dona Jacintha
lie vcilai'
"Ah! le voila!" repeated the sergeant,
the CLEAN of recognition in his eye as
it fell upon Daily. "Vous ne chantez
plus" he thumped his fist upon the table
SO that the bottles leaped and tumbied
''jfnsiste que vous chantez."
As Capt Daily drew the cork, he
racked his slumbrous brains fer a tune
but his repertoire was well night ex-
hausted. He was more than half way
through the bottle when he was startled
to hear himself CULVER out:
When Br-r-ritain fir-r-r-r-rst at Heav-
ems command,
Ar-r-r-r-rose fr-r-r-rom out the az-z-z-
Zure main.
The sergeant's eyes. flashed fire, and he
! clutched at his sabre.
Nom dun nom! C'est I'm espion! Nous
| sommes trahisi" he beloved
| The effect on the troopers was magical
! Springing UP they sought dpsily for their
weapons. Nous sonlmes trahis" they
| echoed, and even the man under the
table repeated "Espion." sleepily.