The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1905-05-07

whom he had expected, the young officer
saw young and charming lady beneath
whose silken skirt appeared dainty slip
pered foot. Bouscarel gasped and his
spirits rose with a bound. This was un-
| expected good luck.
The next morning at the mess, every one
was well informed on the ways OF the RI
| diculous Baron and his lovely better half.
Its monstrousl' declared Capt. Rami-
court, a very proper minded young man
with excellent morals.
1T certainly is agreed his comrades,
Such marriages should not be allowed;
anything more than difference Of two or
three years Ia improper, In my opinion,
continued the worthy Captain.
They are indeed cried the mess with
one voice, and the Baron was accordingly
condemne1 10 outer darkness.
Not that the fact In itself would have
troubled the scientific Baron at all II the
officers, weary Of their inaction and dia-
bolically inspired in their idleness, had not
planned black and graceless deed.
IL was unanimously decided, with the eI-
ception, OF course, Of Bouscarel whose. posi-
ton Of guest imposed certain obligations
upon him, that a committee OF three should
cut a paper star, ourtously mark II with
strange figures and stick II upon the end
OF the telescope with which the Baron
was just then observing the conjunction
OF Jupiter,
Ranicourt, who was the one chosen to
execute the plot, went out to reconnoiter
aad came back with the report that the OBJ
servatory could be easily reached by
ladder placed against the wall. All that
was necessary was to climb the wall OF the
garden, which was next TO the street, and
GROSS a little alleyway which bordered
the orchard Of a neighboring florist.
When the church clock struck ten the
conspirators met In a body before the
Baron's house, which was propitiously
dark and quiet A single light cleaned
from the window OF the observatory and
served as a guide for Ramicourt.
The laC.dsr was placed against the wan
and then the merry officers disappeared,
wishing Ramioourt good luck In stage
whispers, Three minutes later, however,
a loud crash rspt the night air and voice
rose from the florists side Of the wall.
'AhAl So ! have caught you at last,
you wretched scoundrell suppose you
thought you could steal my fine pears and
get away free. didn't you? But you are
caught now, for there ia good barbed wire
up there and you're fast ,.-. .,,z
not after your old pears. l don't want
any OF them. Help me down from here
and I'll explain matters.
mot mIichls replied the voice. You
got yourself up there and y,oqnn can come
d as, a ,yf Gq1. please But III give you
There was silence for a moment, and
then the sound OF some one making fierce
lunRes in tho dark, and the unhappy. Cap
tain broSe into a stream OF curses that were
not by any means smothered.
In the midst Of his outories a window
In the Baron's house was thrown up and
a spare, white figure appeared. Ihree
hairs stood up against the hght Dehlnu MN
and shrill cries sounded through the dark
ness. 49,.
sHelpl Thievesl Murderl Firei Help
A second white figure, taller than the
first, was grotesquely outlined against the
window, quialtly disappearing a. the Baron
lightly attired, came out Of the door bear
ing a candle whose Pickering light increased
his nose 10 twice its natural proportions
Thieves IN my housel- he was crying
In outraged tones 'Why, It Is q crime!
What an age is this 10 i've lnl Monsieur
Bouscarel Monsieur Bouscarel, come
Quickly and help me with these banditsl
There was q sound OF running feet and
many lights flashed out In the large house.
RamioourA meanwhile, was anything
but happy. He would have been delighted
to get down and 60 quietly away; but howl,
The voice in the dark had spoken only
too truly. The sharp wires held him fast
Retreat was impossible with the angry
florist waiting for HIM there was no telling
the lengths to which he might go.
the question With the Baron and his candle
bearing down upon him. The Captain
began 10 wish he had not strayed from the
maths OF virtue, and II did not strike him
az 90 important that wife should De OF
the aame age as her husband.
To make matters worse be presently |
perceived Lieut.. Bouscarel join the Baronl
bearing a long telescope az a weapon OF |
defense, a choice Of arms which made the |
prisoner smile In spite OF himself
Satellites Of Jupiter cried the Baron. !
sCan Il be an ofilcer on my back wau' How
inoompreh ensiblel What are you doing, |
Air. al this time Of night when all honest |
people are asleep. riding horseback on
my garden fencei'
SWhY-why, er-er- you see, Baron, y |
4 perfectly simple thing-simple a. posi- |