The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1911-12-07

hearty cordiality of the night before.
i had been half afraid-though I would
not admit it ven to myself-that
the morning might In some way
bring disillusion with 1t and send top
been building in the air. Breakfast
was soon served. We fingered over the
meal, during which I gave the duke
q little history of my family, and DON
was striking as we left the house.
We go to the Cafe Procope," said
Richelieu. 1T Is in a new style which
Is becoming very popular, and I fancy
We shall find some n there who can
tell us the news OF the court"
We entered the carriage which was
In waiting, drove out through the CEN
trail gate. the army OF lacqueys bow
ing on either side and across Paris
toward the Rue Saint g
Pres, where the cafe stood and which
1t bade fair to render one OF the most
fashionable quarters of the city. The
cafe had. as the duke said, inaugural
ed a new style, and there was only n
other in Paris at the time, the Cafe
de la Regence, whose name was suf-
hcient of itself to keep my companion
away from it.
A drive Of 10 minutes brought us to
he suburb. where the cafe stood, and
the throng Of carriages before the o
told of the crowd within. A perfect
babel greeted US as we entered, for
1t had become the fashion for each
person to do his best to out-talk his
netghbors. We found with some dit
fculty an unoccupied table and Richie
lieu motioned me to a seat while he
took the one oppsite.
There is no coffee made in Paris
which compares with that served
here" he remarked. and as he sum
moned a waiter I locked about me. The
larger in appearance by h
richly carved natrrors which embel-
lished the walls. Through an opel
doorway at the back came the click of
dice and much loud lausa1en. Gaily at
tired parties were continually entering
and leaving the private cabinets and
trillS of feminine laughter mingled with
h harsner voices OF the men.
"Ah, de Rey," cried Richslieu at that
moment to a gantdaman Sitting at the
next table. Mile. de Launay was tell
ing us a clever story at your expense
last night"
And what was It, may I ssk?" ques-
toned de Rsy, a tall, Hack-mcus-
tached man., whom I thought ungaanly.
"She you Of hckleness in
your love AFFAIRS" replied h duke,
and he related the geometrical sally.
What would you have monsieur"
cried de Rey. as the story was finished,
laughing as heartily as n one. "a
man knows today whom he will
meet tomorrow and not knowing that,
how can he be certain whom he will
lover"
While he was speaking, three men
had entered and taken seats at a
~neighboring table. They commenced
conversing in voices which seemed to
me unnecessarily loud, and I could not
avoid overhearing them.
Have you heard" one Of them
asked, ''of the disposition the regent is
to make Of his daughter, Mile. de Va
lois?"
I glanced at Richlieu and saw that
he also had heard. Els face was white
with anger. and I saw he knew the
men and did not doubt that they had
come there purposely to insult him..
Proposals for her hand have been
continued the speaker, "and the re-
gent is only too glad to get rid OF
the fair Charlotte. She seems destined
to become even more troublesome thar
| Madame du Berri.'' and the speaker
laughed, with an insolent note in his
| voice, and glanced m~eaningly in u di-
| rection. A sudden stiffness had fallen
upon the crowd.
"By my word" cried the other, look.
ing full at Richelieu, twill be bad
news to O certain gentleman whose
name begins with r and who, I have
heard, has been dying Of love for the
Valois his month past"
The duke was out of his chair in ar
instant. but I was before him.
Monsieur will doubtless give me the
| pleasure Of q moments conversation
outside" 1 inquired courteously.
And who the devil may you be?'
he asked. in an insolent tone.
Perhaps this win tell you," I cried
red with anger at the insult, and
struck him fairly in the mouth with
my open hand.
He leaped from his chair and drew
his sword with a furious gesture, no.
was did mine linger in it's sheath
Tables were overturned. chairs wer'
thrown aside. and our swords had al
with prodigiously long m~oustachios
came running up
Not in here, messieurs! Not Il
here, I beg of you'll" he cried
wringing his hands. ut woul
ruin my business should those devil
Of Herault ever hear Of It," remem
bered that Herault was lieutenant 3
police.
HE is right" I said, dropping m
point. LET us adjourn to the street
monsieur. There, at least, we shall in
jure no one but ourselves"
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