The Houston daily post. [volume] (Houston, Tex.) 1886-1903, 1902-07-13

IAN French folk, whercsoer, ye be,
Who love your country soil ana sand,
From Paris to the Breton sea,
And baCk again to Norman strand,
Forsooth Sc seem silly band,
Sheep without shephe d, left to chance
Far otherwise our Fatherlnnd
II VIllon were the king Of France
Louis glanced grlmly at Tristan; the
rcrucs rubbed their hands and chuckled.
villon smiled in pride and went on;
"rhe fgure OH the throne you see
Is nothing but Il puppct, pl nned
To wear the regal bravery
| OF silken coat and gllded wand.
/ Not SO We Frcnchmen understand
/ Tho Lord Of Hons heart ANA glnnCe.
/ And such q oue would take command
| If villon were the king OF France
! Tho kings face was study in snrdonics.
! Tristan was poppy-rcd with rag. The gang
/ applauded aud wilton gowed with their
applause.
/ His couuselors are rugues. Peidie.
While men Of honest mind are banned,
To c,eHk upon the Gallows Tree,
Or ,queUl la prisons uYcr-m mn d;
4 We want chief to bear the brand
And bid the damned BurgundlaAs dance;
God! Muere the Orinammc shOuld stand
III Nllon were the King OF trance!'
Mugs and cans clattercd approval. The
ruy mtr eyes Midencd as he drew bvSutn
To blow forth the enyoi OF his biiiIde
Louis the Little, play the grand;
Bunct the foe with sword ana Lance;
IL Whom we're tlt. king Of FrauceV'
A roar Of enthusiasm came from the fail
, It1Gu on the bncS win A 'Wells clovcd,
CLauticlccrT Iugucfte nung her arms
j around him ana Rugged him as she ca "a
t ilrht i'm your ewes.
I lint tht poet b cnlcd wear, after so much
p hhcat lie pushed the, girl away ana ana,
i He'd a,yoy TO Their table AGAIN. ma Wilton
Vas ieft alone with Louis, Who questioned
II him drily: You call Yourself a patriot, |
i sunnoecJ''
g. Nilou had recovered sufhci'ut energy to
T. dIa u mug Of vine, ne tnfnc ~ ths
"@i ,"7 ,'o enr6 hisb.sn,,idI,p t,tlo. me- an.
:. sWercd Il am hut poor devil with a
heart too big for his body and % hope too
,inG h,JP ,,,'bt b,, io 1.,tt. -.
and served France have loved Indies with
$ ont rear Of cudgcllings, ana tod dnhs
W ,,i,r VI t ,t ,, ,f
d and make nv complaint To- a duh ma" luz
u .rJ nc ,.+, ,i,I ',,"atIci M ~, f,IH
n plYy and il were well to he out of IL &c
d You won't have long To worry" 'lristal
Id muttcred to himself under his breath, am
Is found great comfort In the thought Lout
merely SAD. ~ on are hentehu4ls
lc NI'"H lo"h nm w SNutl3' ~ pulhtcS
- thoughts great dosiros ,,roat nn,bitin,i,
~ ere"f onpe7itca T.bnt yo,, Yin 'ni$''
lo T,,, %nnii,,,od ,b ~, MA am, w , n,o",,Tl
~ AZ il Is sleen Ia n gnrrHt rnd"t oi
,,o shadow Of tho callows and shall bp :,
II gotten tomorrow. even hy tho woly .
q pack with But this is dry thinking H',
st to. driuking" As he spoke Yilon 7 .
rc Io'n nus loInrnnugii, Wn l III" H1id foo
'a asIccp on his bepch. yIuan "a tn,
'' iichtiy toward him. dcxtcrously ~ ~,
MI lis bunch OF keys from his Gi,lp ~
Of with q triumphant gesture ma ui T n.,'
toe for tho collar door, whfu'd. T,
vol locked and through which he acid NV
TX Louis looked after him wPucked " 6!
Im smile. T.istau leaned forwards MN erJ
IT. nj tba Kings sleeve "Sh1p Ihe tno
~, tomorrow he asked bncnmen' he,
- limr turned mnslpc. ia ''ped fcl W.
ir NJ sbaU goei JIo is n man. Nh
Tx -oyv Int he uirht nav dream. al
m Ca has ,ot mo tGInting 'treets or w
n are Nh wine rioting 7wcn welt S S,.
n, Mr. Wi1-,nT rnm1d ,ds tll INT 5Snt
ms. Mir. KspI a, ,, '' ~ tristan pro- mo-
mt, MIR. Ricnoii tuv "u'' is pouch and ",;
aud the iattrr tn YOU think he ,,1
the time. n on 'nsW ine
the IAtnd me here. :,
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