Waterbury evening Democrat., 1903-10-01

affairs and Doasrea recoru or great achievements both in peace and in war. He was the only son of his parents and heir to fine estate consisting of lands and slaves; but, like many an other of the restless young cavaliers of the Old Dominion, he had come in search of adventure over into Ken lucky, along the path blazed by Dan- iel Boone, and when Clark organized his little army the young mans patriotic and chivalric nature leaped at the opportunity to serve his country under so gallant commander.
 Intent upon his formal mission, Lieu tenant Beverley stalked boldly into the inclosure at Roussillon place and was met on the gallery by Mime. Roussillon in one of her worst moods. She glared at him with her hands on her hips, her mouth set irritably aslant upward, her eyebrows gathered into dark knot over her nose. It would be hard to imagine a more forbidding counte- nance, and for supplementary effect out popped hunchback Jean to stand be- hind her, with his big head lying back in the hollow of his shoulders and his long chin elevated, while he gawped in tently up into Beverley's face.
 Bon jour, madame" said the lieu tenant lifting his hat and speaking with a pleasant accent Would it be agreeable to Captain Roussillon for me to see him moment?''
 Despite Beverley's cleverness in us- ing the French language he had de ,cided brusqueness of manner and curt turn of voice not in the least Gal lie. True, the soft Virginian intonation marked every word, and his obeisance was as low as if Mime. Roussillon had been a queen, but the light French grace was wholly lacking.
 What do you want of my husband P Mime. Roussillon demanded.
 Nothing unpleasant, I assure you, madame" said Beverley.
 ssWell, he's not at home, m'sieu'; he's up the river for a few days.''
 She relaxed her stare. united her eyebrows and even let fall her hands from her shelflilxe hips.
 Thank you, madame said Bever- ley, lowing again. ''I am sorry not to have seen him.
 As he was turning to go a simmer of brown hair streaked with gold struck upon his vision fronl-just with in the door. He paused, as if in re- sponse to a military command, while pair of gray eyes met his with a flash. The cabin room was i'll lighted, but the crepuscular dimness did not seem to hinder his sight. Beyond the girls | figure a pair of slender swords hung crossed aslant on the wall opposite the low door.
 The rough frame of the doorway gave just the rustic setting suited to Alice's costume, the most striking part of which was a grayish short gown ending just above her fringed buck skin moccasins. Around her head she had bound blue kerchief, q wide cor ner of which lay over her crown like loose cap. Her bright hair hung free upon her shoulders in tumbled half | curls.
 | Beverley could not stare at the girl, and no sooner had he turned his back upon her than the picture in his mind | changed like a scene in kaleidoscope. He now saw a tall, finely developed l. figure and face delicately oval, with a low, wide forehead, arched b1ows, a straight slightly tip tilted nose, a mouth sweet and full, dimpled cheeks l and strong chin set above faultless throat His imagination in casting off l it's first impression was inclined to ex- aggerate Alice's beauty and to dwell upon it's picturesqueness He smiled as he walked back to the fort and even found himself whistling gayly a snatch from a rollicking fiddle tune that he had heard when boy. Ego RE coSTINUED.l