The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1904-07-07
4 Copyright. 1909. BY Emerson Hough.A

threatening tones might fave Civ zen
ground fo.' the gravest apprehension
!. At length the Swiss again reported,
4 much agitated and shaken from his
ordinary self-control r
'Monsieur," said he. come. I have
at last the coach 1.-The door. Hasten,
N'smaaAsieur; a~crowdis gathering. In
deed we may meet violence l.
Then" said Law, "let us go"
He rose, and scarce looking behind
him, even to see that his ogdeGsxo the
servant had been qAeyedy he strode
down the vast staifwg Of the great
hotel past many precious works Of
CART, between walls hung with richest
tapestries and noble paintings. The
click of his heel on a chance BIT u
exposed marble here and there echoed
hollow. as though indeed the mas ter
I Of the palace had been abandoned by
all his people The great building was
silent, empty.
ar Without but The doors thickness
4 from where he ls'ood there arose
tumult of sound ,;shoilts. cries. impreca-
of some asylum for the unfortunate,
had broken away and allowed its in
! mates to escape umrestraned. ire
claimable, IMPOSSIBLE ID control
~ Down with JeanL as 5Downswith
Jean Las" rose~a cadenced. rhythmic
shout. the accord of mob of Paris
beating into its tones And this steady
burden was broken by the cries Of
ENTER, Enter, Break down the
door, Kill the monster, Assassin
Thief, Traitor" No word of the yo-
!, cabuIary tyof- scorn yandry loathing was
7, wanting In their cries. p 2
| + He was met by rush of exrted men
and women, Screaming, c1irsing, CIV
ing vent to inarticulate and indistin-
yguishahe sspeqh2 A man, laid hisrhand
upon his shoulder Law caught the
hand, and wilma swift wrench Of the
wrist threw Ntha owner of it@t' the
ground Al this the others gave back,
3and for half a momen, silence ensued.
The mob lacked just the touch Of rage
to hurl themselves upon him He
! raised his hand and noiioned them
aside.
Down with Jean L'asl Down with
Jean Las" came the recurrent cry.
The coachmai was pulled from his
box The horses, plneug with ter
ror, were cut loose from the pole and
led away With shouts and dries of
rage and busy zeal, one mailman Wed
I with another in tearing cutting, and
destroying the vehicle until il stood
there ruined. without means of locemo-.
4 ton, defaoed aud nSelsss9 And stin the
ring of desperate humanity closed
around him whe had late been master
of all France. 81
What do you want, my friends ?"
asked he, calmly, AZ LforJan instant
there came lull in the tumult He
stood looking AZ them curiously now,
though they presented some new and
interesting study, What is it that
you desire?" he ccpeated.-.--.-..-.-
I'VE want our money" cried a score
of voices. I'VE want back that which
you have stolen"
!
ca1Ak4y. II have not iyour money. nor
! yet have stolen it. If you have suf-
| fered by this foolish panic. yea do not
mend matters by thus treating me.
/ BY heaven, you go the wrong way to
4 get anything from me. OUT of the
way, you canaille. Do you think to
frighten me? | made your city. [
made you all. Now, do you think to
| brighten me- John Law" &.
"Oh! You would go away, you want
to escape." cried the voices of those
near at hand. eve will see as to that"
True, | am going away" said Law.
But you cannot say that / tried to
steal away without your knowing it.
There. up the stairs, are my papers
You will see in time that | have con-
cealed nothing. Now I am going to
leave Paris. it is true; but not because
am afraid to stay here. tbs for other
reason. and reason of mine own"
'"'Twas you who ruined Paris--this
| city which you now seek to leave."
shrieked the dame who had spoken be-
FORE. still shaking her useless bank
notes in her hand
"Oh, very well, my friend For the
argument, let lis agree upon that" said
Law.
You ruined our company, our beau
| tif,il company" cried another.
Certainly. Since was the orig
inator of it. that follows as matter Of
| reason y renIjed Law
"Ah. he admits it! He admits it,"
| cried yet another. Don't let him es-
cape. Kill him! Down with Jean
Last"
''Oh; very well, my friends" re-
stunned the object Of their fury, Ticking
again sash his old, careless gesture ar
the deep cuff of his wrist las you
| like in regard to that. More than one
man has offered me that happiness in
the past aet It WAS many long year
since any man could trouble me by
announcing that he was about to kill
me- 'fiHu 1lli 30 ~SEflhI D-}l7 D
Something in the attitude of the
man stayed the hands Of the most dan
gerous mem bers OF the mob. Yet ever
there cams the cry from back of them
! Down with Jean Las He has ruined
everything"
There came sound Of far-off cries.
J a distant staeking OF hoofs. The chatter
OF steel, many shouts, entreaties and
commands. The close-packed crowd
which filed the open space in front Of
the hotel writhed. twisted. turned and
would have sought to resolve, itself
into groups and individuals Some
cried ont thtit the troops were coming