Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1901-09-29

though contaminated. eve want % e,
shouted aloud. mo weak selllnto-.7
models in this procession; We 49,
women of strong arms, market wome5
workers Of Paris, and not the idle psTl
derers to the whims Of the rich. 0TI-
let women who have worked with +bsi.
arms fall in"
Yes, shouted many a throat .th,.
is a procession Of the women Of Psr.s
and not of idlers."
This is a procession" said aro-bs.
voice, strong and thick as thoush tb..
Of a man. "of the hungry women ~
Paris, whatever they are"
There was a fierceness in the tones d,
the intruder that made everybody -.,-,
swiftly. IL was the heavy-jawed srr
len woman who had offered JuF.t..
food outside the Hotel de Vile
This is not the time to picl. ana
choose" she went on. There a..
mothers here who have never worked
We don't wish them left out. If is a.
procession of all the women of paris
The crowd, so easily swayed. shout
ed BraYO! to her words.
Juliette, touched to the quick AM.
feeling her power was lapsing .rlss
back in almost a shrek: u haT. io5
you so far, and | will lead you m the
very steps of the throne But who.
can we say when we plead that W. ara
starving workers, and then the fap--
is pointed at those who are no workers
at all?"
she is envious of the yttle model
someone laughed from the darkness
Juliette's lips closed tight. She turn.
ed to Louise, who was STANDING bv
weeping softly and wringing her hands
and looked with contempt on the weak
girl
Yes" roared the woman Of the
thick jaw, raising her hand, eve viii
all go together If there is pleading 10
be done, who can plead better than a
soft-voiced, gentle-souled woman like
the model girl?"
Yes, indeed" broke forth many
voices, "the model girl; let us have the
model girl"
The cry spread among these people
so easily Influenced one way or ths
other, so willing to be led by anyone
who would offer leadership. Julette
could hear the shout ringing in her
ears. But she was numDed, and il was
as though the yells came from dis
lance.
Here, girl" said the rough-yocei
woman, going to the weeping Louise
this is not the time for tears; it is a
time for action. You and Juliette Ma
rigny shall plead together"
Louise glanced with damp eyes at
JulielLe. Juliette averted her gaze and
stamped her toe with impatience.
ITO Versailles-to Versailles ross
the cry again.
1t ratified like the clatter of muskets
all down the street. Then like an echo
from the far end of the village came
back the shout: ''To Versailles-t1
Versailles!"
There followed the quick thump-
of the drum. The houses gave up the
women who had halted for a brief rest.
There was hurrying and scurrying as
the rude procession was former once
more. Torches famed and rocked
everywhere. A hundred orders were
flung from mouth to mouth, but they
all ended in the one command 10
Versailles"
Juliette felt her brain in vhirl.
Her dream seemed to be disappearing.
The hold she had secured on the peo-
pie had waned. The awful feeling OF
-desertion took possession of her A
great lump choked her throat and she
felt like to cry out but could not
In the uproar she slipped disrnnso'
lately to one side and into the shadow
of a gable. She was stiff and utterly
exhausted. With cry she sank TO the
ground, and buried her face IN hef
hands Then the blessed relief OF tears
came.
She remained for long, and all tho
time she could hear the clatter OF Sa-
bots on the rough street and the etor-
nal cry: Let us on to Versailles-to
Versailles"
ITO be continued)