Belding banner. (Belding, Mich.) 1889-1918, 1908-09-24

vivaseur Monsieur will, perhaps. be
kind enough to reflect II he has ever
heard such a name"
Monsieur had. apparently. not heard
such a name There was silence. The
ivy leaves parted and shot down a
crimson ray upon the tomb.
Monsieur finds the story more In
teresting?" asked Edouard OF the vel
vet voice. Monsieur will remember
that she was the daughter OF kings
and mobiles, and that blood of the
crusaders ran in her veins. Yet her
brothers found her one morning lying
beside that tomb, dead. with dead
babe in her arms"
The two shadowy figures move 4 up
step nearer but monsieur did not
heed them. He was staring as II fas-
cinated at the tomb with the spot OF
crimson dancing upon IT,.
There was silence SO deep and so
long that 1t might have lasted for
years.
When monsieur moved, II was to-
ward the tomb. The SPOT of red wa
vered and trembled upon a carved let
tering.
ITO One Forgotten" he read.
He still had command OF himself
They placed that above her? Yet
she Is not forgotten" he said TO Edo
uard
Monsieur takes that for her tomb?"
asked Edouard. softly. But, indeed,
she is not buried there. She lay be-
side II to die, but the tomb was not
| for her. II Is reserved monsieur, for
the man who played with the little
convent girl, and sent her home to
die"
To eyes accustomed to the shadows,
II could be seen that monsieurs face
had whitened Yet he spoke lightly.
He even smiled.
ITO One Forgotten he repeated,
looking Edouard in the face. But he
is not forgotten. Perhaps he is not
| even dead"
Monsieur" said Edouard, softly,
''he is both"
Edouard had stopped and touched
something at his feet, and the slab
of marble was mysteriously lifted and
swung away. Thick darkness lay
within
Monsieur was aware that the two
shadows had closed up, and were on
either hand. He turned his eyes from
one to the other Of them.
Clermont, of the club, and the dark
stranger of the library.
A sense came upon him that the
club and the library were worlds of
space and thousands of years away
that the only realities were these
three dark figures and the tomb by
whose cold side the daughter Of kings
and crusaders had lain down to die.
1t could not be more cold within
than ii had been without.
And yet he had not meant
II see," he said, YEARLY, at the end
OF that long pause No doubt you
would prefer that ! should do this
thing voluntarily. Monsieur de la vi
vaseur?"
I'VE should greatly prefer it, mon
sieur," said that one who had lately
been Edouari
Monsieur stepped into the tomb and
sat down.
You won't object to my smoking?
lie asked, taking out fresh cigar
and a match. 1T will shorten things
maybe
Monsieur de la Vivaseur's face was
set
"Adieu, monsieur" he said, giving
another touch TO that mysterious
something on the floor.
There was a glow of cigar in the
darkness as the stone swung back anc
settled into it's place.
At the farther end of the chapel 6
door opened, and bent figure found
it's way among the stones.
Have you brought the cement
Jean?" asked Monsieur de la Viva
seur
1T is here, your grace" said the ole
man.
Seal up the tomb-it has beer
opened for the last time" said mon
seigneur; and the three went out
without looking back.
The old man listened for a furtiv'
moment, with his ear at the edge o
the marble slab. Silence.
Then he took the cement and seale'
up every crevice, and went his way
The red glow from the window
leaped from the tomb to the floor, ant
, crept along it, over the fallen stones
and up the wall, as though IL wer'
, eager to get away. Down among tn
shadows lay the dim gray shape givel
over to the use Of One Forgotten.
Danger from Springs.
In the summer, when so many thou