Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1903-10-08

pered, ana his JocHlarltv WIS ITesisl-
ibe. While he was yet speaking a
guard came up, followed by lean, the
| hunchback, and. saluting, said to Ham
/ ilton:
..The lad wants to see the young lady,
SIR
/ Hamilton gazed quiZZically ut Jean.
| who planted himself in his habltual
attitude before him and stared up into
| his face with the grotesque expression
which seems to be characteristic OF
! hunchbacks and unfiedged birds-the
look of an embodied and hdeous joke.
We'll, sir, what will you have!' the
/ governor demanded.
Il want TO see Alice, if you please"
"What forY'
II want to give her book to read
"Ah. indeed. Where is it? Let NE
see it,
| Jean took from the breast of his loose
/ ierkin a small volume, dog cared and
( widowed, and handed it to Hamilton.
/ Meantime he stood first on one foot,
( then on the other, gnawing his thumb
nail and blinking rapidly.
"Well, Helm, just look here!'
/ "What?''
"Haven't you ever read it!'
"Read what?'
''rhis novel;
"Never read novel in my life; never
expect to-
Hamilton laughed freely at Helms
expense, then turned to Jean and gave
him back the book.
1t would have been quite military
had he taken the precaution to examine
i between the pages for something hid
den there, but he did not.
"Go give it to her." he said, "and tell
her l send by compliments. with great
admiration of her taste in literature. :
He motioned the soldier to show Jean
/ to Alice ITS French story he
added, addressing Helm, enough to
/ make pirate blush. That's the sort of
girl Mile. Roussillon ISL
II don't care what kind Of book
she reads,v blurted Helm. shes a
fine, pure. good girl Everybody likes
her. She's the good angel of this mis-
cradle frog hole Of town. You'd like
her yourself If you'd straighten up
and quit burning tow in your brain all
/, the time. You're always so furious
about something that you never have
| a chance to be just to yourself or
pleasant to anybody else"
IF | had got furious at you every
! time there was overwhelming provoca-
ton for It," Hamilton said, you'd have
been long since hanged OF shot
fancy that have shown angelic for
bearance. I've given you somewhat
more than prisoners freedom
so you have, so you have" assented
| Helm. i've often been surprised at
your generous partiality in my case.
Let's have some hot water with some
thing else in it. What do you say? l
| won't give you any more advice for
FIVE minutes by your watch"
/ ''But / want some advice at once"
| "What about!'
'"That girl"
"Turn her loose. That's easy and
reputable"
''Ill have to. presume, but she
ought to be punished"
IF you'll think less about punish
ment, revenge and getting even with
everybody and everything you'll soon
begin to prosper"
! Hamilton WINGED but smiled as one
quite sure of himself
Jean followed the soldier to rickety
! log pen on the farther side of the
! stockade, where he found the prisoner
restlessly moving about like a bird in
! a rustic cage 1t had no comforts, that
! gloomy little room. There was no fire.
j place. the roof leaked, and the only
| furniture consisted of bench to sit
on and a pile of skins for bed. Alice
looked charmingly forlorn peeping out
of the wraps in which she was bundled
against the cold, her hair fuffed and
rimpled in shining disorder around her
| face.
The guard let Jean in and closed the
door, himself staying outside.
Alice was as glad to see the poor lad
as If they had been parted for year.
She Rugged him and kissed his drawn
little face.
.You dear. good Jean!' she muir
INJURED. You did not forget me-"
81 brought you something" he whis-
pered, producing the book.
Alice snatched it, looked at 1t and
then at Jean.
why. what did you bring this for.
you silly Jean? / didn't want this. ]
don't like this book at all. It's hateful
l despise it. Take it back
There's something in it for you. q
paper with writing on +. Lieutenant
Beverley wrote 1t on there. It's shut
up between the leaves about the mid
| de
"Sh-s-sh! Not so loud. The guard II
hear YOU" Alice b,eathlessly whispered
her whole manner changing Instantly.
She was trembling, and the color had
been whisked from her face as the
flame from candle in sudden draft.
She found the note and read 1t a
dozen times without a pause, her eyes
| leaping along the lines back and forth
with pathetic eagerness and concentra-
ton. Presently she sat down on the
bench and covered her face with her
hands A tremor first, then convul-
sive sobbing shook her collapsed form.
Jean regarded her with drolly sym
pathetic grimace. elevating his long
chin and letting his head settle back
/ hotxuaau HE ShnnlClarS