Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1907-02-07

the ShGdOlD Of the trees, SprGng out
he. "Methinks that it were well for me
to pass my dagger through his throat"
Not for your life!n' cried the leader.
"If he die without wound, they cannot
lay 1t to our charge. Turn now to the
other"
The man bent over De Catinat and
placed his hand upon his heart. AS he
did so the soldier heaved a long sigh,
opened his eyes and gazed about him
with the face of one who knows neither
where he is nor how he came there.
De Vivonne, who had drawn his hat
down over his eyes and mufled the
lower part of his face In his mantle,
took out bis flask and poured a little
OF the contents down the injured mans
throat. In an instant a dash Of color
had come back into the guardsman's
bloOdless cheeks and the light of mem
DRY into his eyes. He struggled up on
to his feet and strove furiously to push
away those who held him. But his
head still swan, and he could scarce
hold himself erect.
Il must to Paris" he gasped. Il
must to Paris. 1t is the kings mission.
You stop me at your peril"
HE has no hurt save a scratch" said
the eX-doctor.
'"Then hold him fast. And first carry
the dying man to the carriage"
The lantern threw but a small ring
of yellow light, so that when ii had
been carried over to De Catinat Amos
Green vas left lying in the shadow.
Now they brought the light back to
where the young man lay. But there
was no sign Of him. He was gone.
De Vivonne caught the false doctor
by the throat and, hurting him down,
would have choked him upon the spot
had the others not dragged them apart.
You lying dog!' he cried. is this
your skill? The man has fled, and we
are ruined!'
she has done it in his death strug-
gler" gasped the other hoarsely. lie
cannot be far off,"
"That is true. He cannot be far Off"
cried De Nivonne. HE has neither
horse nor arms. You, Despard and
Raymond de Carnac, guard the other,
that he play US no trick. Do you, La
tour, and you, Turberville, ride down
the road and wait by the south gate.
If he enter Paris at all he must come
in that way. If you get him, tie him
before you on your horse and bring
him to the rendezvous. In any case, ii
matters little, for he is a stranger, this
fellow, and only here by chance"
The two horsemen rode off In pur-
suit Of the fugitive, and De Catinat,
still struggling desperately to escape,
was dragged down the st. German
road and thrust into the carriage,
which had waited at some distance
while these incidents were being en-
acted. Three of the horsemen rode
ahead, the coachman was CURLY or
dered to follow them, and De Yivonne,
having dispatched n of the band
with a note to his sister, followed after
the coach with the remainder of his
d~esperadoes.
The unfortunate guardsman had now
entirely recovered his senses and
found himself with q strap round his
ankles and another round his wrists, a
captive inside a moving prison which
numbered heavily along the country
road. He had been stunned by the
shock Of his fall, and his leg was badly
bruised by the weight of his horse.
His mind, however, panied him more
than his body. He sank his head into
his plnloned hands and stamped madly
with his feet, rocking himself to and
fro in his despair. What a fool. a ire
bic fool, he had been! He, an old sol
der, who had seen something Of war,
to walk with open eyes into such a
trapl
But then came q return Of that com
mon sense which lies 50 very closely
beneath the lmpetuosity Of the Celt.
The matter was done now, and he must
see IL 1t could not be mended. Amos
Green had escaped. That was one
grand point in his favor. And Amos
Green had heard the kings message
and realized It's Importance. 1T was
true that he knew nothing OF Paris,
but surely a man who could pick his
way at night through the forests Of
Maine would not be baked in finding
20 well known a house as that Of the
archbishop of Paris.
And then the thought Of escape oc-