Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1901-12-11

and part OF the day in his Shirt sleeves
working like navy with successive
gangs of men behind the northeast face
of the fertilization, if he disapproved,
did so unobtrusively, and the French
commandments ropitiously around
him. As for Francois, cold English
cannot convey his sentiments.
After dinner they went up to the
roof, and the young Frenchman muir
INJURED in the moonlight of loneliness.
Eyes, am very lonely-sometimes,"
admitted Cordelia, with little air Of
sadness which seemed from the heart.
Speak to me. Tell me of your lone
ly hours, mademoiselle. can feel for
you. also have been lonely"
Mademoiselle merely smiled divinely.
She knew better than to inflict her
thoughts on Francois. With woman's
art she put the next question.
GLOW can you know? You have COM
panions, friends
Companions? What are they?" he
replied. "The soul is lonely and full Of
longing until the happy hour arrives
when all the solitude is made up for by
the touch of that one adorable SYM
pathy Il man has to dream Of"
Cordelia gazed out across the shining
water to where the spars of the Loup-
garou trembled in shadow on the tide.
LA recompense," she said in a low
tone. Then, shaking her head slowly,
she added, But such meetings are
rare"
Rare, yes'-he ventured to bend to-
ward her-"but not unknown. Say to
me, 1 implore you, not unknown"
Cordelia allowed him to meet flying
glance from under her long lashes.
1.-THE delight Of such a meeting is en-
HANGED by its rarity" he continued.
"Mademoiselle, have you never met
with one who could understand you?"
Cordelia's fair face looked preternat-
urally sad and wistful under the moon
as she said in low voice:
"Have you?'
Francois afterward declared that he
could have died Of that charming whis-
per.
"Tonight, mademoiselle!w he answer
ed rapturously.
And then-ah, evil fate!-it was time
to say good night and depart in the
captains gig. But even separation had
its alterations. He paced the deck of
the Loup-garou during his watch and
saw the daylight grow into pallid cir
Gle through the portfolio of his cabin
while he still dwelt ecstatically not only
upon Miss Lennard's claims to admira-
tion-her eyes, her hair, her figure,
even her pretty, hesitating French, al
though it was the French of Montreux
and Brussels-but also upon the fatter-
ing response his attentions had drawn
from her.
In the morning Merovinge took occa-
sion to congratulate him on his sue
cess. "That appeared to go"-here Me-
rovinge winked in highly compliment
tary manner-"as the Americans say,
on veelsw
Francois replied with happy self APP
probation, adding n warm comment
upon Miss Lennard's attractions.
"She is beautiful? All. yes! Have 1
not said that there are English women
-ah, the most bewitching" The cap
tain sighed retrospectively. 81? Yes,
yes, 1 know it,"
But Francois had little interest to
squander upon Merovinge's past tri-
umphs.
"The back of mademoiselle's neck"
he went on, "white, innocent. exquisite
-one sees its counterpart only in lit
tie child or in the picture of an angel"
Merovinge came back from his own
tender recollections with some dissatis.
faction.
"Indeed?' he said rather coldly. He
had not observed the back of made
moiselle's neck, but he was prepared,
to take its charms on trust. Meantime
Francois could have all the leave he
found necessary to fulfill the duty
France required of him.
The party from the fort that came
aboard the Loup-garou for dejeuner in
cluded Colonel Leonard, his daughter
and a pink faced young subaltern of
marines.
Cordelia was handed up the gangway
by the Incompatible lieutenant. He
paraded her about the deck. He spoke
to her of his hopes and his struggles,
OF his past, of his future, of his ambi-
tons. He was plainly making rapid
Roadway in the girls heart, judging
from the absorbed attention with
which she listened to his rhapsodies.
She piled him with such apt and intelli-
gent questions. She realized, with
fullness the affections alone can teach,
how great were the dangers lie must
face In his career, the storms, the fe-
yers and the climates.
He perceived himself to be the envy
of his comrades in arms and glowed
with Il racial eNaltation of spirit. When
Pat Cannon came aboard later, smart,