The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1904-11-16

and began TO lower the British colors.
Slowly the bright emblem of earth's
mightiest nation crept down In token
Of the fact that handful OF back
woodsmen had won an empire BY |
splendid stroke of pure heroism. Bev-
erley detached the flag and, saluting,
handed 1t to Colonel Clark. IIamil-
tons breast heaved and his iron jaws
frightened their pressure until the lines
of his cheeks were deep burrows of
pain.
Just then there was Il birdlike move
ment, winglike rustic, and Hight fig
ure fitted swiftly across the area. All
eyes were turned upon ii. Hamilton
recoiled. Ms pale as death, half lifting
his hands as II to ward off Il deadly
blow. and then a gay flag was flung
out over his head. lie saw before
him the girl he had shot but her beau
tiful face was not waXen now, nor was
1t cold or lifeless. The rich red blood
was strong under the Drowned yet del
icate skin, the eyes were bright and
| brave the cherry lips slightly apart,
| gave glimpse of pearl white teeth,
and the dimples-those roguish dimples
-twinkled Swcetly.
Colonel Clark looked on in amaze
ment and In spite Of himself in adj
miration. He did not understand. The
sudden incident had bcwildered him.
| but his vrile nature was instantly and
wholly charmed. Something like
breath of violets shook the tenderest
chords of his heart.
Alice stood firmly, a statue of tri-
umph. her right arm outstretched,
holding the flag high above Hamilton's
head. and close by her side the little
hnnchback Jean was posed in his most
characteristic attitude. gazing at the
baniAr which he himself had stolen
and kept hidden for Alice's sake and
because he loved II.
There was dead silence for some
moments, during which Hamilton's
face showed that he was ready to col
lapse. Then the keen voice OF Oncle
Jazon broke forth:
"Nive Zhorzh Vasinton! Nive la ban.
Mere d'Alice Roussillonr
He sprang to the middle OF the area
and flung his old cap high in air, with a
shrill war whoop.
Hist II. hist It! Hissez la banniere
de Mile. Alice Roussilon. VOLTA. que
c'est glorieuse, cette banniere la, Hist
II, hist it,
He was dancing with "A rickety live
Illness, his goatish legs and shriveled
body giving him the look of an enact
ated satyr.
Clark had been told by some of his
creole officers the story of how Alice
raised the flag when Helm took the
fort and how she snatched 1t from
Hamiton's hand, as II were, and would
not give It up when he demanded It.
The whole situation pretty soon began
TO explain itself, as he saw what Alice
was doing. Then he heard her say to
Hamilton while she slowly swayed the
ripping flag back and forth:
~ said, as you will remember, NJ. lie
Gouverneur. that when you next should
see this flag | should wave it over your
head. Well, look. | am waving It.
Vive la republique. Nive George
Washington. What do you think OF 1t
NJ. le Convenient"
The poor little hunchback Jean tool,
Off his cap and tossed it in rhythmica
emphasis, keeping time to her words.
And now from behind the hollow
square came mighty voice:
s"C'est moi. Gaspard Roussillon: me
= yoici messicurs!''
There was spirit In the air which
caught from Alice thrill of romanti,
energy. The men In the ranks and tn,
officers in front OF them felt wave O.
irresistible sympathy sweep through
their hearts. Her picturesque beauty
her fine temper, the fitness of the incl
= dent TO the occasion, had an lnstanta
neous power which moved all mel
= alike.
, "Raise her flag! Run up the younl
lady's flag" some one shouted. Ant
then every voice seemed to echo tn
words. Clark was a young man of no
. BILE type, In whose veins throbbed tn
warm, chIvalrous blood OF the cava
liers. A watt of the suddenly prevail
ing influence bore him also quite of nj
feet. He turned to Beverley and said
do IT, 1t will have great effect
= II is good idea Get the young lady
: flag ana her permission to run 1t up"
' Before he finished speaking -lndee
. at the first glance-he saw that BeveI
v ley, like Hamilton was white as dea
' man, and at the same time II came {
. his memory that his young friend ha
. confided TO him during the awful marc
= through the prairie wilderness a Low
" story about this very Alice RoussilloI
In the worry and stress OF the subs,
ie quent struggle he had forgotten tn
4 tender basis upon which Beverley ha
I! rested his excuse for leaving Vincenne
Now 1t all reappeared in justlfcatio
u OF what was going on. 1t touched III
II romantic core OF his southern nature.
1t II say, Lieutenant Beverley" he r.
IL peated, beg the young lady's permit
y sion TO use hel flag upon this glorlou
occasion, or shall do II for your"
" There were no miracles In thos