Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1903-11-09


Clark and Beverley got hold of them
selves and sang out their peremptery
orders with excellent effect. 1t was
like oil on raging water. The men
obeyed in a struggling way. getting
back into ranks as best they could.
'Ventrebleu.' squeaked Oncle Jazon
"Ef didn't think the ole world had
busted into million pieces.'
He was Jumping up and down not
three feet from Beverley's toes, waving
his cap eNcitedly.
But wasn't skecrt. va. va. va!
Vive la hanniere d'Alice Roussillon!
Vive Zhorzh vasinton.''
Hearing Alice's name caused Bever-
ley to look around Where was she!
In the distance he saw Father Beret
hurrying to the spot where some OF the
men burned and wounded by the ex-
plosion were being stripped and cared
for. Hamilton still stood like statue
lie appeared to be the only cool person
In the fort.
''Where is, Alice Miss Roussillon?
Where did Miss Roussillon go?" Bev-
erley exclaimed staring around like q
lost man. "Where is shef'
"D'know." said Oncie Jazon, resum-
Ing his haSitual expression OF droi a.s-
nifty. "She shot apast me jes' as tEet
thing busted loose, an she went like er
hummin bird, skitch-jes' tibet way
an l didn't see 'er no more. cause
was skeert mighty nigh inter seven fits;
'speet that 'splosion blowed her clean
away? Ventrebleu! Never was SO
plum outen breath an dead crazy weak
o. bein afeardm
Lieutenant Beverley roared Clark
in his most commanding tone, "go to
the gate and settle things there! That
mob outside is trying to break int"
The order was instantly obeyed, but
Beverley had relapsed. Once more his
soul CROPPED in darkness While the
whole of his life seemed unreal, wav
ering, misty. hollow dream. And yet
his military duty was all real enough.
He knew just what to do when he
reached the gaze.
DUCK lneEe Ut OLSe. AC SOluthuASs0
ed. not loudly. but with intense force,
"back there!' This to the inward surg
ing wedge Of excited outsiders. Then
to the guard:
"shoot the first man who crosses the
line.'
"Ziff! me voici! Moi! Gaspard Rous-
sillon Laissez-moi passer. messieurs-'
A great body hurled itself frantically
past Beverley and the guard, going out
through the gateway against the wall
or the crowd. bearing everything be-
fore it and shouting:
Back, fools. You'll all be killed. The
powder is on fire! ZiT. Run"
Wild as a March hare. he bristled
with terror and foaIned at the mouth.
He stampeded the entire mass. There
was a wild howl rush In the other
direction followed, and soon enough
the esplanade and all the space back to
the barbados and beyond were quite
deserted.
Alice was not aware that serious
accident had happened. Naturally she
thought the great. rafting. crashing
noise of the explosion mere part OF
the spectacular show. When the rush
followed, separating her and Beverley,
1t was great relief to her In some
way, for sudden recognition of the
holiness of her action in the little scene
just ended came over her and bewil-
dered her IN impulse sent her run
ming away from the spot where. 1t
seemed to her. she had invited public
derision. The terrible noises all around
her were. she now fancied, but the
jeering and hooting of rude men who
had seen her unmaidenly forwardness.
With a burning face she few to the
postern and slipped out, once more tax
ing the course which had become SO ia
miliar to her feet She did not slacken
her speed until she reached the Bour-
cier cabin, where she had made her
home since the night when Hamilton's
pistol ball struck her. The little domi-
cile was quite empty of its household,
but Alice entered and flung herself into
a chair, where she sat quivering ana
breathlA1s when Adrienne, also much
excited. came In, preceded by stream
of patois that sparkled continuously.
THE fort is blown up!' she cried,
sesticulating in every direction at once,
her petite figure comically dllated Will
the Importance Of her statement. "A
hundred men are killed, and the pow
Ter Is on fire!"
She bounced into Alice's arms, still
talking as fast as her tongue could VI
crate, changing from subject to sui
ect without rhyme or reason, her pratt
tie making Its way by skips and SHES
until what was really uppermost In her
sweet little heart disclosed itself.
And, O Alice, Rene has not come
YETI
She plunged her dusky face between
.Alice's cheek and shoulder. Alice hug
sed her synpathetically and said:
But Rene will come, know he will.
lear
"oh, but do you know 1t? Is 1t true?
gho told you? When will he come?
Where is he? Tell me about him"
Her head popped up from her friends
seek and she smiled brilliantly through
HE tears that were still sparkling on
Ter long black lashes,
II didn't mean that had heard from
lin, and l don't knew where he Is.
Isut--but they always come back
You say that because yesr tsaa-be-
o,usn TMsntpnanf Reyarley has return