Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1904-05-04

down. "I'll show them! Tomorrow
they shall whistle for their powder!
There are the Indians still, and then
the slaves. Ii have to raise the plan
tations, I'll bring these sniveling rebels
to their knees! Freedom, forsooth!
Ills the kings hand rules, and my hand
for the kings in the Virginias!"
He paused in front of Armand and
beat the table with his fist.
"And the slpperest of them all YOU
shall snare us, my fine marquis. IT'S
Patrick Henry! Haunch of basted
swine! A nice picture his tongue ticks
up for the clods! lie is in Williams
burg tonight, and he shall not leave it
till he sails for London and gallows
tree" He strobe off again in rage
his face working like Satan's.
AT last he left off. "Give him his
orders, Foy," he said quickly.
Foy leaned forward, chin in palm.
and spoke.
You will write n message now to
Henry which l shall dictate. 1t will
state that you are in receipt of news
from France affecting the colonies and
desire his immediate presence at a
place which l shall name. You shall
go thither to await Henry and detain
him there till my own arrival with an
armed file. Do make myself clear"
The young foreigner waved his en-
broidered arm lightly. ~ beg to re-.
mind his excellency of our bargain"
The governor faced around with
something like snarl and sat down
heavily.
81 was to write certain letters to De
Vergennes, King Louis minister, and
| to Beaumarcnais-ietter in the hand
of the Marquis de Ia Trouerie, signed
with his signature and seal. These
have been written. They have said Of
the situation in this colony only what
you would have them say, have they
not? And you have sent them. Is it
| not 500"
Inc earn narrowed MS eyes.
81 have done your excellency's bid
ding. You are not satisfied. Very good,
monsieur. We turn the page then"
"Ho" said Foy. "'Tis not as difficult
for nobleman to get money, eh, Mas
ter Clerk? What fine colonial bird have
you plucked now? Z faith, nice swag-
ger Of sudden! Marry! Art going to
wed with plantation then?"
Lord Dunmore snorted and threw
himself forward in his chair.
Nay" he shouted. 1.-THE bargain
ends not here, my lily livered poacher!
Letters, hath, when there is open re-
bcllion? Small need I-have for pen
work now! Ills neck twisting am for,
and you shall aid me with bait for
that stubborn rump Henryw
Foy drew forward pen and paper.
"Will you writer he asked.
NO." said Armand composedly.
His lordship's face, from livid, turned
volcanic purple.
"Your eNcellency," went on the young
man, twill recall my social position.
Spy? Betray? Surely not, messieurs"
He moved his hand as though dismiss
ing an indiscreet pleasantly.
The earl bit off an oath. with head
thrust forward. His jaw dropped like
n lion tapping blood
Armand had risen. II shall see you
tonight amid the ladies, monsieur" he
asked of Foy. "a very good night to
your excellency."
81 shall be enger to carry out any
plans your eXcellency may be pleased
to favor" said Foy as the door closed.
| The Apollo room that evening was q
blaze of splendor 1t was the last
dance of the old regime. All knew the
nearness of the cloud. All heard the
rumble of the storm. But courtesy in
Virginia was as the grain in wood
There 1t was not until the last thai
Tories had perforce to leave the colony
when all who were not Tories turned
Democrats and went into the Revolu
tionary armies; when gentlemen tool
the field and their ladies toiled a
home with lint or homespun.
Now, though the bolt was speeding
until it fell Tory and Wing met ant
danced in tavern and in hall. Smile
and bow changed not whit. Spark,
was over all.
But it was only shell of gayety
The core was a.volcano.
In the outer hall of the Raleigh, be
hind the shifting throng of gallants a
the door of the Apollo room, Jarra
looked across minuet and in glimpse
caught between the stately moving fig
ures he saw Anne.
Never had she seemed so beautiful
her head golden misted in the light, he
long, fringing lashes shading the dusk.
blue Of her eyes. She stood, full vein
ed, eXultant, under the white candles
her dress dove colored. Powered il
large trees, with cherry tinted stay
trimmed i'll blue and silver. On he
uchin.
Jarrats face sprang scnrlet-a hope
less, helpless rage of bitter longing
With him it was moth and flame, ant
the wing smuggling had become 10,
Of torture.
The Marquis de Ia Trouerle passed in
to the assembly. Gallants crowded Il
greet him. Brooke fawned upon hi,
hand. He became sun with n trail
Of lesser satellites. He moved leisurely
through the throng, answering tht
shafts of the wits, bowling to PLUMP
Mrs. Byrd among the dowagers. ap
proaching the end of the room, where
Ammo, beside Colonel Tillotson's sol
dierly black, held her constant court
gilded by the effulgcnce which the opc1
worship of the favorite of fashion haC
thrown upon her.
Very lovely she looked to Breckin
ridge Cary, just arrived on visit from
Lancaster. He watched her from where
he chatted with BYRD, whom he hat
last seen in Covent Garden shortly be
fore lie left England for homo. He hat
known her from n child at Gladde1
Hall. The old world. he thought, coult
never have bred her; she was fruit o.
the new, of its fire and full blood, it!
daring, its pride and prodigality, bor1
of its dewy valleys and its untouched
cavernous forests, thing that mus
have withered in the heavy air of Lon
don.
"Yonder comes our glass Of fashion
Mr.. Cary" boosted Brooke, joining