Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1905-02-23

NJ servant, l say: Make to them no
ention, and they will not harm
~"
n the house I have seen her catch
by the wings on window and,
lding 1t carefully ask me to watch
captive-sometimes a great dare
vii hornet. lion-maned-as he lay
lbbing with his poison dagger.
Now" said she. "he is angry; he
II remember. II release him he
4 sting me when come near him
ain. So do not permit him to
e-l kill him."
Then she would impale him and In
e me to look at him with the mi
pscope.
bne day the baroness went away to
wn with the young ladies' was
lite alone with the servants. Father
Min of the chateau came over and sal
hile with me. and told me how he
d escaped the Partisan mob, n night
the Reign of Terror. Late in the
ernoon walked awhile in the grove
Nh him. When he left went slow
down the trail over which I had
den. My strength was coming fast.
felt like an idle man, Sinking the
Idle. when I should be serving my
nntry. must to my horse and make
end to dallying. With thoughts
e these for company. went farther
hn intended. Returning over the
shy trail suddenly came upon
uison! She was neatly gowned in
nix and white.
LIE diable." said she. "You sur
se me. I thought you went another
~"
Or you would have not have taken
Is one" said.
OF course not" said she. zone does
I wish to find men if she is hunting
for" she hesitated moment,
lshing-"mOn Dieu! for BEARS" she
ded.
thought then. as her beautiful eyes
bked up at me- smiling, that she was
comparable, thai loved her above
others--1 felt sure of 1t.
'And why do you hunt bears?" I in
ired.
ri do not know. I think It is be-
use they are $3.50 beautiful, so
niahle!" she answered.
And such good companions"
Yes; they never embarrass you"
went on. "You never feel at loss
a word"
I fear you do not know bears"
''Dieu! better than men. Voila!"
Q exclaimed. touching me with the
d of her parasol. You are not so
Frible do not think you would
le."
No; have never bitten anything
t-but bread and doughnuts, or
mething of that sort"
Come, desire to intimidate you.
ont you please be afraid of me? In
ed, can be very terrible. See!
we sharp teeth"
She turned with a playful growl,
ID parting her crimson lips. showed
EN- to me-white and shapely. and
even as if they had been wrought Of
Dry. She knew they were beautiful,
vixen.
"You terrify me. I have a mind to
n" said, backing of.
please do not rum" she answered
Iickly. II should be afraid that
at"
She hesitated a moment, stirring the
pss with one dainty foot.
THAT you might not return" she
ded, smiling as she looked at me.
"Then-then perhaps it will do as
ell II climb a tree"
mo, no; I wish to talk with YOU"
"Mam'selle, you honor me-" l said.
"And dishonor myself, l presume,
18th so much holiness" she went on.
It is only that l have something to
"; and you know when woman has
mething toto say"
1T is a fool that does not listen II
be be as fair as you," put in.
"You are-well, shall not say what
think of you. for fear-for fear OF
wing offense." said she. blushing as
be spoke. DO you like the life of q
bldier?"
VERY much, and especially when ]
m wounded. with such excellent care
nd company"
But your side--it was horribly torn.
did feel very sorry-indeed l did.
on will go again to the war;"
"Cnless-unless- All, yes, nam.
PILE. l shall 60 again to the war;"
hammered. going to the brink Of con-
ession, only to back away from 1t, as
he blood came hot to my cheeks.
She broke tiny Dough and began
tripping its leaves.
Tell me, do You love the baroness:"
ne inquired as she whipped q sway
ng bush of brier.
The question amazed me. laughed
ervoIsly.
Il respect, ! admire the good wo.
nan-she would make an excellent
bother" was my answer.
well spoken!" she said. clappine
err hands. Il thought You were fool
did not know whether you we're to
lame or-or the Creator"
"Or the baroness" added laughing
well. said she. with pretty shrug
Is there not a man for every wo-
han? The baroness thinks she Is IT.
esistible. She has money. She would
Ike to buy you for a plaything-tc
harry you. But say beware. She
more terrible than the keeper oil
he Bastile. And you-you are toe
cung!"