Bluefield evening leader. [volume] (Bluefield, W. Va.) 1906-1911, 1910-09-01
DAILY SHORT STORIES

to his homo ON Montmartre. One night
Pyle appeared In this cafe. De Pavnes
was there talking to an excited crowd
that had gathered about him on the
events OF the revolution He was
violent Jacobin and was denouncing
the conservative Girondfsts.
IL was 2 o'clock In Sthe morning
when De Pavnes started for home.
Pyle left few moments later, follow
Ing the man he sought until the two
were alone In narrow. deserted
street at the base Of Montmartre Pyle
walked directly behind Dc Pavnes till
the latter not rclishing any one at his
back. turned. Pyle stopped.
WHO are You. and what do you
wishT" asked De Pavnes.
II am Sidney Pyle OF Virginia. whom
you imprisoned on false accusation,
and j wish to kill you'll
Each wore the sword commonly car
ried ut the time, and each drew. Pyle
during his Imprisonment had lost both
strength and skill, but he had not made
this move till he had recovered both
De Pavnes had been known as one OF
the best swordsmen In Paris, but he
had bad reputation owing TO certain
foul thrusts he had made I'm his duels.
Pyle went ut him with the GOODNESS OF
devil and I'm a few seconds ran him
through the heart.
The Virgininn did not stop to call at
tention to his adversary's dead body,
though he left his mark--a with the
point OF his sword on de Pavnes'
breast The next morning he procured
horse and set out for Belgium, with
the intention Of paying visit to
Charles do Forbes, meeting with
whom Pyle relished more than with
his late victim. since there was no rev.
olution to interfere with his design
across the border. Reaching Brussels,
he found crowd OF emigres and was
not long In discovering that De Forles
was among them.
One evening. at an entertainment
given by the Duke OF Orleans, Pyle
saw his enemy standing by n table
with another person, the two pledging
each other I'm glass OF wine. De
Forbes slipped his wine and set the
glass on the table. Pyle sauntered UP,
the contents in De Forles' face.
De Forbes. glaring like tiger, put
his hand to his sword, but, remember
| ing where he was, RETAINED and said !:
Your name. and where are you to
be foundT
my name is Sidney Pyle Of Vir-
ginia. and message will reach me at
| the - Inn"
At the name De Forles, who had
started.
Very WELL" he said 1--WE shall see
IL you are still the swordsman you
were"
The next morning soon after dawn
the two men met and ten minutes
after they had crossed swords Pyle
drove the point OF his weapon into his
epemy's heart When the surgeon
tore open the victims clothing he
found on the spot where the sword
had entered cut In the flesh the letter
w.
Pyle now made inquiries for The man
who he felt sure had been the head
and front OF the conspiracy that had
thrown him into prison on the eve of
his intended marriage. The other two
he considered mere tools of the Mar
quis dc Beauchamp. The virginian
learned that his enemy was living at
The Hague. Going there, he inquired
the way to the marquis abode. One
evening when De Beauchamp was sit
ting in his private apartment opening
out on n balcony man suddenly ap-
peared standing in the window that
reached from the ceiling TO the floor.
who are you" cried the MARQUIS,
and what do you do herer'
81 am Sidney Pyle OF Virginia, late
prisoner I'm the Bastille, and am here
TO have 1t out with you for putting me
there"
Pyle's sufferings in prison had left
their imprint on his features. De
Beauchamp saw there n hungry look.
hunger for revenge. Though the
royalist had escaped the Paris mob.
ravenous for bread. this embodiment
OF spirit OF revenge had followed
him. For years when man had
stood i'm his way he Lad but 90 throw
him into prison and the obstacle was
removed But now. comes one Of his
victims. one who had brought with
him from the colony OF the English
virgin queen that thirst for freedom
which had stcmmcd the current Of
tyranny. The marquis saw in that
merciless face sign Of his final pun
ishment
do your work." ne said. 81 am un-
armed"
II am no murderer"
In corner stood a rapler Pyle
took it up and handed Il TO the mar
quls. The latter rose, and. passing 70
a portion OF the apartment where
there was more room for passage at
arms. each took position and began to
fight.
A q. e..