The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1904-07-01

tumult of sound, shouts, cries, impreca-
tons, entreaties, as though the walls
of some asylum for the unfortunate
mates to escape unrestrained, ire
claimable, impossible to control.
Down with Jean L'asi Down with
Jean Las" rose cadenced, rhythmic
shout, the accord of a 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 vo-
cabulary Of scorn and loathinS was
wanting in their cries.
Hearing these cries, the face of this
fighting man now grew hot with anger,
and now it paled with grief and sor-
row. Yet he faltered not, but stepped
on, confidently. The Swiss opened the
door and stood at the head of the
fight of stairs. Tall, calm, pale, fear
less, John Law stood facing the angry
mob, his eyes shining brightly. He
laid his hand for an instant upon his
sword, yet it was but to unbuckle the
belt The weapon he left leaning
against the wall, and so stepped on
down toward the crowd.
He was met by a rush of excited men
and women, screaming, cursing, CIV
ing vent to inarticulate and indistin-
guishable speech. A man laid his hand
upon his shoulder Law caught the
hand, and with a swift wrench of the
wrist, threw the owner of it to the
ground. At this the others gave back,
and for half a moment silence ensued.
The mob lacked just the touch of rage
to hurl themselves upon him. He
raised his hand and motioned them
aside
Down with Jean Las! Down with
Jean Las" came the recurrent cry
A rush followed. The carriage, tower
ing above the ring of the surrounding
crowd, showed it's coat of arms, and
thus was recognized. A paving-stone
crashed through its heavy window. A
knife ripped up the velvets of the
cushions.
The coachman was pulled from his
box. The horses, plunging with ter
ror, were cut loose from the pole and
led away. With shouts and cries of
rage and busy zeal, one mailman Wed
with another in tearing, cutting and
destroying the vehicle, until it stood
there ruined, without means of locomo-
ton, defaced and useless. And still the
ring of desperate humanity closed
around him who had late been master
of all France.
what do you want, my friends?"
asked he, calmly, as for an instant
there came a lull in the tumult. He
stood looking at them curiously now,
though they presented some new and
interesting study. What is it that
you desire?" he repeated.
I'VE want our money" cried a score
of voices 1--WE want back that which
you have stolen"
You are not exact" replied Law,
calmly. 81 have not your money, nor
fered by this foolish panic, you do not
mend matters by thus treating me.
BY heaven, you go the wrong way to
get anything from me! Out of the
way, you canaille! Do you think to
brighten me? l made your city. l
made you all. Now, do you think to
brighten me, John Law"
'Oh! You would go away, you want
to escaped" cried the voices of those
near at hand. 1--WE will see as to that!'
Again they fell upon the carriage,
and still they hemmed him in the
closer.
''True, am going away" said Law
But you cannot say that I tried to
steal away without your knowing it.
There, up the stairs. are my papers
You will see in time that I have con-
cealed nothing. Now l am going to
leave Paris, it is true; but not because
1 am afraid to stay here. IT'S 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 us agree upon that" said
Law.
You ruined our company, our beau
tiful company" cried another
Certainly. Since 1 was the orig.
inator of it, that follows as matter OF
reason" replied Law
''Ah, he admits it! He admits it,
cried yet another Don't let him es-
cape. Kill him! Down with Jean
L'asi"
"Oh, very well, my friends re-
sumed the object of their fury, Ticking
again with his old, careless gesture al
the deep cuff of his wrist. "As you
like in regard to that. More than one
man has offered me that happiness in
the past, yet it was many a long year
since any man could trouble me by
announcing that he was about to kill
me-
Something in the attitude of the
man stayed the hands of the most dan