The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1909-01-07

laid vigorous hands on them both. The
young man made a quick, instructive
movement toward his right pocket.
where, no doubt, he kept Il revolver or
knife. ernarde seized his wrist. He
twisted 1t and said:
ID nothing RASH"
The young man was very strong, but
the huge Dagonin had herculean BIZ
cops and the other man did not lack
muscles. Fright, moreover, seemed to
paraiyze this tall, young gallant, who,
~ he saw that he was being hustled
toward Il police station, demanded:
Have YOU arrested me. and why?'
First for having struck me-" Ber-
nardet replied, still bareheaded. n to
whom a gamin o handed his soiled
hat, saving to him:
is his yours, M. Bernardet?"
Bernardet recognized in his own
quarter! That was glory!
Tho man seemed to wish to defend
himself and still struggled, but one re-
mark OF Dagonin's seemed to pacify
him:
NO rebellion, There is nothing Sc
rlous about your arrest. Dc not make
it worse
The young man really believed that
it was only q slight matter and he
would be liberated at once. The only
thing that disGuieted him was that this
intoxicated man., suddenly become So
Der, had spoken to him as he did a few
iithiSIilS DeloEG III the CdDdFeL. +4s
The four men walked quickly along
in the shadow of the buildings, through
the almost deserted streets, where the
shopkeepers We're putting out their
lights and closing up their shops.
scarcely anyone who met them would
have realized that three of these men
were taking the fourth to a police sta
tion. ts.
a trfcolor flag f1oated over a door
lighted by a red lantern. The four men
entered the place and found themselves
IN a narrow, warm hall. where the
agents of the police were either sleep
Ing on benches or reading around tho
stove by the light of the gas Jets above
their heads.
Bcrnardet, looking dolefully at his
broken and soi1ed hat, begged the
young man to give his name and adj
young man then quickly understood
that his questioner of the Cabaret du
Squelette had caught him in u trap. He
looked at him with an expression of
violent anger, of concentrated rage.
Then he said:
my name? What do you want OF
that? l am an honest man. Why did
you arrest me? What does it mean 2,
Your manner" repeated Bernardet.
The man hesitated.
"Oh, Well, L am called Prades. Does.
that help you any?"
The man wrote: "Prades, P-r-a-d-e-s
with an accent. Prades. First name?"
Charles, IL you wish.'
oh" said Bernardet, noticing the
slight difference In the lone Of his an
swer. w wish nothing. We wish
only the TRUTH
II have told It,"
Charles Prades furnished some fur
Their information in regard to himself.
He was staying at a hotel In the Rue
de Observation-Disclosures, a small hotel
i1Enl nv cnmnarcial roI,a1n,r on5 ~1,c
chants of the second class. He had
been in Paris only a month.
Where was he from? He aid that
he came from Sydney, where he was
connected with the commercial house,
or, rather he had given up the situa-
ton to come to Paris to seek his for
tune. But while speaking of Sydney
he had in his rather rambling answers
let fall the name OF Buenos Ayres, and
Bernardet remembered that Buenos
Ayres was the place where M. Revere
had been French onsul. The officer
paid no attention to this at the time,
for what good? Prades' real examina-
ton would be conducted by NJ. Ginory.
He (Bernardet) was not an examining
magistrate. He was the ferret who
hunted out criminals.
This Prades was stupefied, then furi-
ous,a when, the examination over, he
learned that he was not to be immedi-
ately set at liberty.
WEdI! All ABSURD quarrel, q COLLISION
without a wound, in a street In Paris
was sufficient to hold a man and make
him pass the night in the station house
with all the v~agabonds OF both sexes
collected there.
You may bemoan your fate to your
self tomorrow morning." said Bernar-
def.
In the meantime, they searched this
man, who. very pale, making visibly
powerful efforts to control himself, Bit
ing his lips n his black beard, while
they examined his pocket book, while
they looked at a Spanish knife with a
short blade which he had (Bernardet
had OWNED 1t at the time Of his arrest)
In his right pocket.
The pocket book revealed nothing. It
contained sorne receipted weekly bills
Of the hotel in the Rue de Paradis,
some envelopes without letters, with
cut stamps and bearing the name
Charles Prades, merchant, two bank
bills of 100 francs and nothing more.
Bernardet very simply asked Prades
how 1t was that he had upon his per-
sol addressed letters which he evident
" had not received. as they were not
stamped. He replied:
They are not letters. They are ad-
dresses which I give instead Of visiting
cards, as / rave not had time to pro-
cure cards"
",Then the addresses are in your writ,
ing?"
tconti.ued Nexs Weekly
Tho Immortal.
Since my soul and / are friends.
I go Laughing on my road:
Whether up or down II wends.
I have never felt my load.