St. Johns review. (Saint Johns, Or.) 1904-current, 1907-12-13

the Sir Hugh Gufod Banton engaging ndisnct
but vigorous with Mr. Moneux matter fell
fifty PAGES behind where they continued ride keeping up
argument Half dozen gaants rode in advance NUT
g among themselves attended axy upon Lady May aunt
the other side of the COACH while the happy Fencman
med ride close that adorable window which framed the faest
face in England
He sang for her little French song song the voyageur who
dreamed of home The lady, listening looking the bright moon
felt drop her cheek and he the sparkling
her lashes
Mademoisele" he whispered hen a. too, have been
dere but dreams of France do dream of that
home of that dear country 1t of dearer country dream
" country of gold and snow" he cried softly looking her
white brow and the fair lightly powdered hair above it "God and
and the blue sky of ladys eyesp
'1 had thought the ladies of France dark, sir"
"Crueli 1t is that she will understand Have speak Of the
ladies of France No, no, mol 1t of the s country-yes It's
province of heaven mademoee Do not my ale
glance France9 Oh yesl subec-no be slave
in the lam of the blue sky, the gold and the snow"
"a very pretty f answered Lady Mary her eyes downcast
speechesr
"ormenrel No. 1t prove only the inspiration it is know
you"
"we English ladies hear plenty the like sir grow
brilliant enough detect the that lies beneath the
tesies Of our gallants."
erci should CALCULATED NJ de Chateaurien
he smothered the words upon his lips.
Her eyes lifted She eve come in tmo
believe that feeling faterng FORTH gby; that
smoothn betokens the adept the rather than
your true She herself faterg more buhng deeply and
hang full stop in of word There a silence
"Your-tc-lover" he said husky When he had said that
word both bed She turned half the darkness Of the
coach.
T what make you me-" said fatering himself
though his that prompted him. They have toll you
the French do nothing always but make love- so Ye
think am like that You think am like that nowW
She made sign
'T suppose" sighed T am unriznabo would have the
snow not so col-for JUS me-"
She did not
"Turu TO me-" he said.
The fragrance of the fields hem and from the distance
the faint clear Of a hunting horn.
"Tun to me-"
The lovely head bent very low Her little goved hand lay
upon the window ledge Hc laid his gently upon it. The
two hands shaking like twin leaves the breeze Hers not
drawn After pause neither knew how long, he felt tho
fingers and clasp themselves remuousy about his
At last she looked bave and his The horn wound
agan--nearer
"Al the cold from the snows-Ong ago." she said
"y hcaufu" he whispered 1t all he could say. my
beautifulp But she cuched his arm startled
"'Ware the roadp wild halloo sounded ahead The horn
wound loudly Ware the road There png of the night
flying thunder Of hoo beats The gentlemen riding idly front of
the coach the hedge sides and with drawn swords flash
ing the moo party hosemen charged down tho highway their
cries blasting the night
"Baber Kill the barber" they screamed arber Kill the
barberp
Beauo.ire had but time to draw his sword when they upon
him.
"a moip his rang clearly he in his srrup
"a moi, Francois, Louis Berquin moi, Francos!"
The cavaliers straight him. lie parred the thrust OF the
6 but the shock of collision hurled his horse against the side of the
coach.
Sacred swne he cried bitterly "To endanger lady make
this brawl in adys presence Drive onl" he shouted
"No!" cried Lady Mary.
The Frenmans assans Masked but they not high
Baber Barber they shouted hoary and closed in
him in circle.
"ee how he use his stee laughed Beaucae his point
passed through tawd watcoa For moment he through the
ring and cleared space about him. and Lady Mary his face shin
ing the moonlight Canae he hssed his horse sank beneath
him. and though guarding his head from the rain of blows from
above managed drag headong from his saddle the who had
hamung the poor brute The fellow suddenly the ground
and lay there
T compliment" said heavy voice, ito bring six large
subdue monsieur T.
"oh you there, my fen In the little in the
think Hs hs"
The Frenhman play with his weapon revelation Of sk
the extraordinary held his hand only light dress sword
ring him. and his defense could ava
him for than few moments Lady Marys ouder the
knts of her rode the coach and encced it, not in
tsrfering
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