Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1906-02-16

le Baron, The peasants A great
crowd of them are coming up the ave
nue., Hark--you can hear their
shoutsi"
The chessmen and board fell to the
floor as both players sprang from
their chairs; and Jean, all sleepiness
banished from his eyes, stood beside
| them
Call my soldiers at once" ordered
Bonaparte. speaking 10 Tatro. Mon
sieur lie Baron he added, turning to
him, I'VE viii do all in our power for
your protection.
The dozen soldiers appeared, and
were ordered to post themselves in
the hall. where they stood, with ready
arms, behind their commander and
the baron, who were nearer the stout
ly barred door, listening to the wild
hubbub of voices now close to the
chateau.
The lieutenant waited until there
was d lull in the noice; then, raising
his voice, he called out, Have care
what you do, for the baron is not with
out protectors. | am an officer of the
Assembly; and in its name | bid you
dispense"
There was silence, as if those out
side were surprised at signs of an
unexpected resistance.
There were more than fifty men out
side; with them were some women;
and Tomas Fauchel was their leader.
Monsieur lie Baron, will you per-
nit me to arrange the defence as l
see fit?" inquired the young officer,
turning to his host
'Most assuredly, sir; for l have full
confidence in your ability" was the
reply.
''Then extinguish every light in this
hall, and close all the doors leading
from it, so that all here will be in
darkness" said the lieutenant, now
speaking authoritatively. "And do you.
Greloire, looking toward his sol
diers-"with Murier and Leboeuf,
stand here beside Monsieur lie Baron.
Watch that broken window, and put
a ball into every head that appears
there"
Greloire saluted silently, and the Of
ficer continued: eff Tatro will act as
guide, to pilot myself and the others
out through some unobserved way, we
will make a detour. and treat our
friends to an attack in the flank"
Some of the hurled-in torches had
lit the hall for moment; but they
were quickly extinguished by the
baron.
A moment later the discharge of
musketry outside told that the lieu
tenant and his men had come upon
the scene Then the air was rent by
more yeIls and imprecations, but with
a sound in them bespeaking dismay
on the part of the surprised maraud-
ers.
A second volley rang out, and the
officers voice was heard. Steady,
my men. Load and fire at will, or club
your muskets. Teach these people
lesson-one in the name of the AS
sembly."
Those in the hall now saw fam
ing torch thrust through the window.
It was held by Tomas Fauchel, who
waved it wildly as he shouted, Show
myself, thou craven baron, for neither
man nor devil shall force me from
this place until l have kept my oath
and killed theel"
The light of his torch fell upon the
uplifted face-white and stern-of the
baron, who said, laying his hand upon
the musket with which Leboeuf was
taking aim at the half-crazed fanatic,
DO him no harm, let him live"
Fauchel who had heard the words,
answered them with mocking laugh,
ana quickly extending his other hand,
pulled the trigger of a pistol, as he
tossed his torch into the hall and
yelled. Die, thou damnable Papist,
and take to hell with thee no thanks
of mine for sparing my life"
The baron reeled, for he was struck
fairly in the forehead. But he was
caught by Leboeuf, and his dead form
was not laid upon the floor before Gre
loire had planted a musket-ball in
Fauchels head, and tumbled him
from the ladder-dead as the man he
had assassinated.
His followers, terrified by the lieu
tenants unexpected attack. were now
flying like scared sheep; and the fight
was ended.
An hour later the silence that
wrapped the chateau would have re-
PEELED the thought of such an uproar
having ragged within it so recently.
The dead had been laid in upper
rooms. and Margot had gone to her
own part of the house, leaving Jean
in the drawing-room with the lieuten-