Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1901-09-15

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be soothed under her gentieness. When
the brain quteted. tired nature seized
her opportunity and. on a low settee, Paul
| fell asleep and siumbered as a child.
The girl watched through the hours. He
| lay with disordered hair. breathing heav-
| ily, getting that physical refreshnnent he
had needed so long.
Little Marie, the anaemic, consumptfye
! slip of a girl who had been playing with
a neighbours children, and whom Juliette
hoped to send away from the red rage OF
Paris to an aunt who lived In the woods
beyond the city, came in stealthily and
moved about the room with a mouselike
tread. She knew Paul; she was glad to
see him. She WIS struck with his hollow
cheeks and the pale blue shadows be-
meath the eyes. She knew how weary he
was.
Juiiette watched her sister. so unlike her
In feature save for the great black eyes.
And Juliette, a creature of sudden emo
ton as she was, with eyes fitting from
her tired lover to her sick little Marie.
began to feel over again the ecstasy of
those moments in the Place u Marches,
| and to thirst once more to be doing some
thing towards fastening on that time of
peace and happiness about which Paul
had been so eloquent.
The fire was burning In her breast.
Just now there was no flame, only a red
hot glow that needed but to be touched
to burst into consuming blaze. She re-
| membered the murmured oath on the
| night of her mothers death. and was
ashamed of herself for being slothful.
But she had Marie to tend. Wasn't she
showing a better womenliness caring for
this HID than wearing the blood-red cap
of Liberty and having the tri-color rib
bons in her hair?
She went over to her sister and kissed
her fondly. She urged her to go down.
stairs again and play with her little
friends.
The afternoon was beginning to mingle
with eventide when a Lemare awoke
with = start.
at is late" he said, giancing at the
red streaks In the sky. Il have slept too
long. 1 must be going. There have been
rumors tina cavalry from Versailles were
to attack the Municipal Guard to-day. If
I am away, what a disgrace"
There will be no fighting tonight"
Suiu Julltltt, SOlHB " thc
1t was a beautiful evening, peaceful
and delicious.
1t was hard indeed to imagine Paris
was convulsive in a death grapple. The
calm of the failing day denied it. Down
in the narrow street were pedestrians.
From a wine shop could be heard the hi
larious song of jewellers. Only at the
lower end of the street-to be seen by
leaning far through the casement-was a
knot of men with the t~ri-color in their
hats, slouchins. carrying muskets care
lessly beneath their arms.
There will be no fighting tonight re-
peated Juliette. Everything is quiet; l
have not heard a shot all the afternoon"
The couple stood for a few moments
held by the spell of the lovely close Of the
day-the worn. hollow-checked, hollow
eyed man, filthy with gunpowder and
dust, and the slim, olive-complexioned.
fiery-souled woman!
For a little while the air seemed laden
with a beautiful hush that came like
balm to both of them.
They strained their bodies through the
easement TO see far down the cobbled
street.
With a cry they both sprang back.
ut is too late them" shouted Paul, with
cheek as white as paper, his lips lifeless
and his nostrils dllated.
Then stay here" commanded the wo-
man, decisively, laying her hand on his
shoulder. But listen!'
There was the sound of wooden sabots
shutting and thudding over the stones,
and there arose the shout, distant and
= p.-4 ~ N;ti-@-a -
arms!"
Il must go, I tell you" shouted Paul,
exasperated; az there is nghting to be
done, I'll be IN IT."
Stay where you are" commanded the
woman again, and the fnre-flash that fled
from her eyes into those of the man made
him hesitate.
There rose the cry of: 1.-The cavalry,
the cavalry"
Then the rumor was true said Paul,
rushing to the easement.
Juliette followed him.
They both leant out. There was a wild
skeltering of the mob along the streets.
flying for their lives. Following them
came soldiers Of the Municipal Guard-un-
ceuth, alarmed. determined but power
less, firing, retreating, firing again and
again retreating. In the rear came the
bright and FURNISHED breastplates OF the
cuirassiers. The soldiers were slashing
furiously at the Revolutionists.
ITO arms, citizens, to arms!"
Over the clang of conflicting steel, the
scamper OF feet, the believing and the
groans, the sharp rattle of musketry, the
same cry rose: ITO arms; to arms!"
See. see!' shouted Paul, watching the
scene, explaining it. q NJ
They watched with wide eyes.
"Why don't some of my men run round
the passages and cut the artistocrats in
two!' Kissed Paul, feeling like a Gagged
animal.
"Oh, those poor women! There's an
other, and a child in her arms. Oh. my
Godr'
Now men, now men, strike hard! oh,
nobIy done! Six of them down! Oh. keep
at it! See, see, see that horse lunging.
oh, you're caught. three Of you, there in
the corner. That one on the right is
Terriot. See how they resist. See, see
they are fighting like rats!'
With bulging eyes Paul and Juliette
looked upon the clamorous fight.
For an instant the Revolutionists halt
ed, belched one volley of muskctry at the
regular troops. and then, turning, hasten