Waterbury evening Democrat., 1903-10-16

Hamilton laughed, but Farnsworth looked dark and troubled, his glance going back and forth from Alice to his commander as if another word would cause him to do something terrible.
 T rather think I've heard all that care to hear from you, miss," Hamil- ton presently said. Captain Farms worth, you will see that the prisoner is confined in the proper place, which, I suggest to you, is not your sleeping quarters, sir"
 Colonel Hamilton" said Earns worth in husky voice, 'I slept on the ground under shed last night in order that Miss Roussil1on might be some what comfortable
 "Humphi Well, see that you do not do 1t again. This girl is guilty of har- boring a spy and resisting lawful at tempt of my guards to capture him. Confne her in the place prepared for prisoners and see that she stays there until am ready to fix her punish ment."
 'There is no place it for young girl to stay in," Farnsworth ventured. s'She can have no comfort or'-
 ''Take her along. sir. Any place is good enough for her so long as she be- hayes like a'-
 Very well," Farnsworth bluntly in terrupted, thus saving Alice the stroke of vile comparison. 'Come with me, please Miss Roussillon'
 He pulled her toward the door, then dropped the arm he had grasped and murmured an apology.
 She followed him out, holding her head high. No one looking on would have suspected that a sinking sensa- ton in her heart made 1t difficult for her to walk or that her eyes, shining like stars, were so inwardly clouled with distress that she saw her way but dimly.
 It was relief to Hamilton when Helm few minutes later entered the room with something breezy to say.
 Whats up now, if I may ask?" the jolly American demanded. Whats this hear about trouble with the French women? Have they begun a revolution?'
 ''That elephant Gaspard Roussillon came back into town last night said Hamilton sulkily.
 "Well, he went out again, didn't her
 'tYes, but''-
 Stepped on somebody's toe first, eh?''
 ''The guard tried to capture him, and that girl of his wounded Lieutenant Barlow in the neck with a sword. Roussillon fought like tiger, and the men swear that Satan himself ap- rnoo ysod nr1+ "A %r hoIy %Eo N.r4a man out"
 Moral: Be generous in your dealings with FrenchmeR and French women and so get the devil on your side.''
 i've got the girl prisoner, and swear to you that I'll have her shot this time if''-
 "Why not shoot her yourself? You oughtn't to shirk a dirty job like that and force it upon your men"
 Hamilton laughed and elevated his shoulders as if to shake off an annoying load. Just then a young officer with a white bandage around his neck entered and saluted. He was a small, soft haired blue eyed man of reckless bear ing, with marks of dissipation sharply cut into his face. He saluted, smiling self consciously.
 "Well, Barlow" said Hamilton, 'the kitten scratched you, did she?''
 "Yes, slightly, and I don't think I've been treated fairly in the matter, sir"
 'sHow so?''
 ''I stood the brunt, and now Captai1 Farnsworth gets the prize" He twist ed his mouth in mock expression of maudlin disappointment. I'm always cheated out of the sweets. never get anything for gallant conduct on the ield''
 Poor boy! It is shame. But say, lieutenant, has Roussillon really es- capped, or is he hidden somewhere in town? Have you been careful?''
 "Oh, it's the Indians. They all swear by these Frenchmen. You can't get any Roussillon. In fact, they aid him. He's among them now.''
 Moral again. Helm, interposed. keep on the good side of the French 7
 That's sensible talk, sir,' assented Barlow.
 ''Bah!' exclaimed Hamilton. "You might as we'll talk of keeping on the good side of the American traitors A bloody murrain seize the whole race!''
 That's what I say,'' chimed in the lieutenant, with sly look at Helm
 ''They have been telling me a cock and bull story concerning the affair at the Roussillon cabin" Hamilton said, changing his manner. What is this about disguised and wonderful man who rushed in and upset the whole of you? I want no romancing. Give me the facts''
 Barlow's absolute countenance be- came troubled.
 "The facts" he said, speaking with serious deHberation, tsare not clear. It was like clap of thunder the way that man performed. As you say, he did fling the whole squad all of heap, and it was done that quickly" he snapped his thumb and finger demon stratively with sharp report, nobody could understand it'' Hamilton looked at his subaltern