The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1902-02-06

what do you m-anf'
81 mean. father. that 2 am now an
other man. My ife, henceforth, has
an object vengeance, J am the vic-
tim OF a vile plot. AS long as J have
drop of blood 500 my veins, I VIII
seek its author Ard ] viii certainly
fnd him; and then bitterly shall ne
eNpute all Of lGy cruel suffering. Tho
blow camc from tae house OF Faucel
and will live to prove it,
"TalSc care: yagr anger makes you
say things that you win repent here
after"
''H es, 4 see, you are going to del-
oart upon the prohity of Monsieur
Andre Fauvel You rill ten me that
all the virtues have taken refuge ia
the bosom OF his patriarchal family.
What do you know about ~ Would
.hss be the first instance IN which thI
raost shameful secrets are concealed
tcueath the fairest Appearances? Why
did Madeleine suddenly forbid me te
think of her2 why has She exiled
me. when She suffers as much from
Our separation as I myself, when she
still loves me2 For She does love me
7 am sure of ii. ! have proofs Of it,
The iailcr came To- say that the time
allotted TO NJ Bertomy had expired
and that he must ieuvc the celi
a thousand conflicting emotionf
seemed to rend the old mans heart.
Suppose Prosper we're telling the
truth how great would be his re
morse, he had added to his already
great weight Of sorrow ana trouble,
And who could prove that he was moi
siucerep
The voice of this son, of whom he
had always been SO proud. had
aroused all his patenal affection, SC
violently repressed. Ah, were he
guilty, and guilty of worse crime
sim he was his son, his only sonl
His countepance lost its severity
and his eyes filed with tears.
He had resolved TO leave, as he had
entered, stern and angry: he had not
the cruel courage. His heart was
breaking. He opened his arms, and
pressed Prosper to his heart.
OAlf AAN sun NJ HlfAA lAANA tAs 1N4
grant you have spoken the truth"
Prosper was triumphant he had
almost convinced his father Of his in.
nocence. But he had not time TO re.
joice over this victory
The cell door again opened, and the
jailer's ewf voice once more called
out:
ut is time for You to appear be-
fore the court"
lie instantly obeyed the order.
But his step was no longer un.
steady, as few days previous; com
T'ete change had taken place within
him He walked with a firm step,
head erect, and the FIRE of resolution
in his eve
He knew the way now, and he
walked little ahead Of the consta-
bic who escorted him.
As he was passing through the
room full of policemen, he met the
man with the gold spectacles, who
had watched him so intently the day
he was searched
Courage, Monsieur Prosper Ber-
tony" he said; 'if you are innocent,
there are those who will help YOU
Prosper started with surprise, and
was about TO reply, when the man
disappeared.
"Who is that gentleman" he asked
the policeman.
rs it possible that you don't know
him2" replied the policeman, with
surprise Why it is Monsieur Lecog,
os the police service"
You say his name is Lecoq?'
You might as wen say monsieur. "
said the offended policeman; 1T
would not burn your mouth Mon
sieur Lecoq is man who knows
everything he wants TO know, with
out its ever being told TO him. li
you had him instead of that smooth.
tongued, imbecile Fanfcrlot, your
case would have been settled long
ago. Nobody is allowed to waste
time when he has command. But he
seems to be friend OF yours"
Il never saw him until the first
day 7 came here
You can't swear TO chat, Lecause
20 one can boast of knowing the real
face of Monsieur Lecoq. II is one
thing to-day, and another tomorrow;
sometimes he is dark man, some,
s mes fair one. sometimes quite
yopng, and then an octogenarian:
why. not seldom he even deceives me
4 begin 20 talk 10 stranger pafl
/ the first thing J know it is Monsieur
Leeoq. Anybody on the face of IN,
earth might be he. If 1 were told
that you were he, should say, II i.
very likely All he can convert him
self into amy sh-pe and form he
chooses He is wonderful man."
The constable would have contin
ned forever his PRAISES OF NJ LecoS
had not the sight of the Judges dool
put an end 40 the2i
This time. Prosper was NOT KEEP
waiting on the wooden beuch; tn