Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-11-24

Do not ston t, sire" he cried.
 dant, impetuous nature had suddenly broken down all the barriers of eau &inn, and he seemed for the instant to see that countless throng of men, wo. men and children of his own faith, all unable to say a word for themselves and all looking to him as their cham. pion and spokesman.
 "Do not sign 1t, sire" he cried "You m1l live to wish that your hand had withered ere 1t grasped that pen. l know it, sire; I am sure of it. Con sider all these helpless folk-the little children. the young girls. the old and the feeble Their creed is themselves As we'll ask the leaves to change the twigs on which they grow. They could not change. At most you could but hope to turn them from honest folk into hypocrites. And why should you do it? They honor you. They love you. They harm none. They are proud to serve in your armies, to fight for you, to work for you, to build up the great ness of your kingdom. implore you, sire, to think again before you sign an order which will bring misery and deeolation to so many"
 For a moment the king had hesitated as he listened to the short. abrupt sen- tences in which the soldier pleaded for his fellows. but his face hardened again as he remembered how even his own personal entreaty had been un- able to prevail with this young dandy of the court.
 Frances religion should be that of Frances king,' said he. 'and if my own guardsmen thwart me in such a matter I must find others who will be more faithful. That majors commits sion in the mousquetaires must go to Captain de Belmont, Louvois."
 ''Very,good. sire.'
 And De Catinat's commission may be transferred to Lieutenant Laba- doyere."
 'very good, sire"
 "And am to serve you no longerw
 "You are too dainty for my service"
 De Catinats arms fell 1istlessly to his side, and his head sank forward upon his breast. Then. as he realized the ruin of all the hopes of his life and the cruel injustice with which he had been treated. he broke into a cry of despair and rushed from the room with the hot tears of impotent anger running down his face. So, sobbing, gesticulating, with coat unbuttoned and hat awry, he burst into the stable where placid Amos Green was smok- ing his pipe and watching with critical eyes the grooming of the horses.
 "To Paris. To Paris.' shouted the guardsman franticslly. If am ruined may yet be in time to save them. The horses. quick!
 !, It was clear to the American that some sudden calamity had befallen, SO he aided his comrade and the grooms to saddle and bride. Five minutes later they were flying upon their way. 'snd in little more than an hour their Seeeds. all reeking and foam Hecked. were pulled up outside the high house ln the Rrs st. Martin. De Catinat lgprang from his saddle and rushed up- stairs. while Amos followed In his own ieisurely fashion.
 The old Huguenot and his beautiful daughter were seated at one side of the great fireplace. her hand in his, and they sprang up together. she to throw herself with a glad cry into she arms Of her lover and he 10 grasp the hand which his nephew held out to him.
 At the other side of the fireplace. with a very long pipe in his mouth and a cup of wine upon settle beside him. sat a strange looking man. with grizzled hair and beard. a feshy. red. projecting nose and two little gray eyes. which twinkled out from under huge brindied brows. His long. thin face was laced and seamed with wrin- kles. crossing and recressing every where. hut tanning out in hundreds from the corners of his eyes. It was set in an unchanging expression. and as it was of the same color all over. as dark as the darkest walnut. it might have been some quaint fgurehead cut out of a coarse grained wood. He was clad in a blue serge jacket. q pair of red breeches smeared at the knees with tar. clean gray vorsted stockings. large steel buckles over his coarse. square toed shoes. and beside him. balanced upon the top of thick oaken cuieel. was a weather stslned silver laced hat Ills rrsy shot hair vas e..hered up behiad into short. stic tan. and a seamsa-s hanger. with . brass handle. was eirsted to his waist by . tnrnished leather belt
 De Catfnst had been too occupied tc t,ke uoeire of this sinx-lsr individual h1t Ar7o< Green gave q sAogt of de E<st st the siEat of hin. ssi ran for- ward to greet him
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