The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1906-02-08

ity Of the servants, went W,n ,
but a few of the latter rema,,
the Paris house with Etienna
detesting the quiet life of Lanvn.
refused fatty to go there.
Another reason for his de,o,,
ton lay in the fact that he wss
secretly, of course-ln NJ
spierre's employ; a thing Mon''l
lie Baron suspected, but of whics
had no absolute proof; and the !.
ants who stopped with the youns !,
were Revolutionary in sentimen,
At the beloved old country.b,.
where everything was more to
taste than in any other spot on Ga.
Jean forgot much of what had I,
the air of Paris with such korrm
and Pierre, rioting in vigorous ha,
went roaming about, hunting IN
park for small game, or. hidden a,
snugly in a remote part Of the W
devoured a book of travels which
of pirates and soldiers of fori
who had reaped many a haryesl
riches upon the Spanish main.
This book was the keynote
Jeans dream-world; and it had
been a pastime of the boys that
should read it aloud, while Pierre
ened with absorbed attention.
Thus it was that the exploits d
Soto, Pizarro, Cortez, and the m
leaders of adventurous bands '
for these two boys, the ideals of
their own careers should be '
manhood set them free to acf
their ambitions.
The gardens about the place We
wilderness Of bloom, left very .
to nature, and entirely free from
marks of that formal science
showed in the generality of Fr
gardens-the style which had
into vogue with lie Notre, in the
of Louis XIV.
But outside the park, where
boys were not permitted to go, 1t
easy to realize something of the
moil that was shaking Paris,
away, and also the country n,
about, where the peasants were
ing meetings, secret at first, bu
coming more open as the JAG,
waxed stronger with each succe
day.
The principal leader and spt
among the peasantry was one 7
Fauchel, who had recently come
Paris, and who appeared, for
reason, to have an especial hatre
Monsieur lie Baron. But the Il
whose attention was engrossed b
books and papers, knew nothir
this, as he rarely went abroad,
seemed to grow more reserved
gloomy as the days wore on.
The 14th of July-the annive
of the French nations indepenI
came and went; and, on the
of August 10th, the Assembly h
removed from Paris all the regir
suspected of being loyal to the
there was no armed force to
the mob that, insane with blood.
ty passion, broke into the Tuil
butchered the kings attendants
took away, as prisoners, the few
were still alive.
Over the chateau in Langr
that August night, the same star:
glittered above the carnage of
shone upon a scene OF peace.
Monsieur lie Baron's heart was
ing heavier, and his wakeful
were fixed upon the stars, as h
in bed looking out of the windoy
foreboding of evil crept chill
about him, and a note of coming
seemed to sigh in the wind sti
among the olive and pepper trees
made a small grove outside.
But in his chamber beyond,
unconscious and happy, slept a
such as could never more be k
on earth by the kings little
whom. only few months since
two lads--Jean and Pierre
looked at with worshipful awe,
being infinitely above themselves
one who could by no possibility
experience the hard brunts of i
Viewed in the light OF sue
change, men seem but little b
than the pieces upon a chess-b
Fate and time are invincible po
moving pawns into the kni
squares, and sweeping kings, gu
and knights into oblivion.
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