The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1910-07-14

S't WIN Nilu 4hl. IL IOlnlt most nos
pitable. So remain. unless this mys-
terious business of yours is impera-
tive"
1T Is" / said. my face clouding again
i must set out at "a ybreak."
"ungallant mani" she retorted, look
ing at me with sparkling eyes. DC
you ask a favor only to refuse it. DC
you understand what you are saying? %
only too well, mademoisellc," / muir
INJURED. disconsolately, "and ! would
nave rather cut off my right hand thar
utter those words"
"Still the riddle" she cried. with a
gesture of despair. Really, monsieur,
you weary me. Whatever it is you
desire, | advise you to ask for it. One
gets nothing in this world without ask
ing-and when 1t is refused, taking 1t
just the same"
But when n may neither ask
nor take. mademoiselle?'
"Oh. then" she retorted with q
shrug Of the shoulders, one Is certain
~ In a bad way. One would better
stop desiring" and she turned her
shoulder to me in the most impudent
manner possible, INC gave her atten-
ton to M. lie Comte.
1t Is La Vendee which will re-
establish monarchy in France" he
was saying, his face alight. "Those
peasants are unconquerable. There are
100000 of them, peaceful men, filling
the soil. tending their herds, as they
mad always done, with no thought Of
resisting the republic until the repub-
nc attempted to take from them their
priests and to draft them forth to fight
on the frontiers. Then they rose as
one man, fell upon their oppressors.
routed them, cut them to pieces among
the hedges. Now they are pack in
their homes again to make their Eas-
ter; that over, they will march against
! lilOllATQ and Sn1
But, M. lie Comte," 1 protested.
forgetting for a moment, my own trou-
bles in the interest of the narrative
hghting OF that sort can be success
rul only near home n in a most ia
sorapie country. For a campaign.
troops must have organization"
rThat is true. my friend" he agreed.
We'll these troops are being organized
n the Bocage is free of the Blues.
winch Will be within the month. our
army will be ready to cross the Loire,
TAKE Nantes, advance through Brittany,
Normandy and Maine, where we shall
pc well received and at last march at
the head of a united northwest against
Paris itself. / tell you. M. de Taver-
nay, the republic Is doomed"
Ills eyes were sparkling, his face
flushed with excitement. An ~electric
shock seemed to run around the board
in hand.
1.-THE king" she cried, and as we
rose to drink the toast. I had a vision
or a boy Of 12 issuing triumphantly
from the gate Of the temple to avenge
his murdered father.
And may God protect him!" added
M. le Comte, as we set our glasses
down. ~
There was gloom for a moment in
stark horror Of the revolution as I
mad never ONE saw more clearly
its blood-guiltiness, its red-madness.
o IN our quiet home at Beaufort.
the delirium Of Paris had seemed far
away. almost of another age and coun-
try.
We had shuddered at the stories of
the September massacres, not only as
one shudders at any tale of horror:
even yet we scarcely believed that the
King was really dead. It seemed i'm
possible that such things could hap
pen. Just as the body, pushed beyond
a certain limit of pain, grows numb
and suffers no more. SO the mind. after
a certain time, refuses to be Impressed
1t was thus with the reports which
came from Paris, as one followed an
other, each more terrible than the last.
Not even the actors themselves In that
hideous drama comprehended what was
passing there; they were but chips in
a maelstrom, hurled hither and thither.
utterly powerless to stay or to direct
the flood which hurried them on and
hnally sucked them down to destruc-
ton. We Of Beaufort were far off the
beaten track. and of too little conse-
quence to cause the tide of revolution
to sweep in our direction; 80 It had
passed us by at such a distance that
we had caught only the faint, confused
murmur OF 1t. True, our had.
Tor n most part. deserted US; our
helds We're untitled, our hocks IN
tended; there was no money in the till
little meat In the larder, but per-
sonally we had experienced no danger
expected none. We had been con-
tent to sit quietly by while France
vi out ner destiny, plying those
less fortunate than ourselves, ard
happy In the safety which our OBJ
security won for us
Now I was suddenly brought faee 10
race with the question: What was my
duty? Was 1t to stay at home and per-
NIT these s%coundrels to have their wgr
unQuest1oned? Was 1t not rather 70 srs-
the army OF La Vendee and add ry
atom to Its strength, to do what in re-
lay to render that campaign against .ns
cannibals at Paris not a dream but :
reality For at last I understood
Those hideous tales were true. ms
fair and of France lay a ths mercy
OF the vilest OF her people
still bordering the rfddisrr asxeS
my companion. n / turned to frd her
again regarding me with a provoking
scrutiny.
mo. mademoiselle." / said. . wal
thinking that when N. le Coute rides
back to the BAGGAGE. I win accompany
him.
Her eyes flashed a swift approval
That II a mans placei" she said.
That Is where I would be, were I
mani"
You win wish inc God-speed.
then 2" I questioned.
"Yes-provided. of course she
added. looking at me searchingiy, that
you are free to CO."
Free to goi" / repeated, and my
chin fell on my breast. What instinct
was 1t gave her this owe to stab
homo whenever she chosen
h you are not free to go7" she
Queried. cycling me still more closely.
i confess" / stammered. "that It
was not to don q white cockade I left
Beaufort"
But surely any mere personal mat
ter OF business may be put aside when
ones country callsip
"Alas!" I murmured. this Is not an
affair OF that nature.'
Well" she said coolIy, you must OF
course, decide for yourself. monsieur: