The farmer and mechanic. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 18??-19??, 1911-03-28

between Us only makes my io%e odIh
with a ferCer tame. Now Tor the al
fairs of the nation. This FEVER NiiicH
made me idle in the affairs OF the
country is OYER
When Iindey's letter was received IN
the Rue de Saint jacques 1t caused
CONSERVATION to Dixmer ana Aofdhu
and their companions. A c0uheit -
war was called b. the pseudo tanners.
Dixmer alone surmised . part OF tne
truth and cOGtended that the S3tiSt2
10 which Maurice referred CONSISTED
ONLY of the stories Of smuggling Whlcl
he himself had told him to account
for the many secret and mysterious
things which the young man codi0 no.
but help notice as an intimate OF tHe
household. well" said Mofand, We
shall soon see If your theory IL cor
rect. You. Dixmer, are a captain OF
the Republican chasseurs and | am a
lieutenant. The turn OF our battalion
TO guard the Temple comes upon-tne
second of June-that is to say, IN elght
days. If our battalion, or even our
company, receives q counter-ofder, ike
that received the other day By the
battalion of NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.. which
Santerre had replaced by the battalion
OF Grayiliiers, all is discovered and. We
have only to fee Paris. or die fighting.
But il all follows as i'll the usual
course"
w are lost all the same" inter-
rupted Dix1ner. How So" Par
dieu, does not all reyolve around the
cooperation. OF this young man? Was
1t not he who, without knowing it, was
to open for US the road to the q~ueen?'
True replied Morand. RI must be
brought back to us. | Will question
Geneyieve. She saw him last. Per
haps she may know something more"
said Dinner. Mofand solefnnly looked
at Dixmer and said: st is with pain
Sh0f r 500 y-n,r 1,:vt,o =. Go, Ayinya yi+ \
all our plots. No that fear any in
discretion on her part, but the drama
which We are enacting is a fearful one,
and | at once blush and tremble to
place the head Of a woman in jeopar-
dy." ''Geneyieve,' returned Dixmer,
shares in our convictions and our
sympathies. She shall also share our
fate"
Dixmer then sought his wife. Gene
We've said he, why this sudden de-
termination on the part of Lndey:
You were with him yesterday. Elk
plain, if you can. this letter. FL.
showed her Maurice's note.
The woman tried to remain collect.
ed, but could not help but show he1
agitation. "GeneYieve. speak" sale
D1xmer. IF this !etter"-watchins
her narrowly-'is this letter only {
prsteSt for not visiting US more?" IT
IS, said Genevieve, looking down
After a moments silence Dixmer cam,
70 his wife's chair and. leaning owe.
her. said: VIII You do us a service p
nnat service" Maurice is perhap
deeper IN our secrets than we imagine
rms may be a pretext, or it may be
Feallty- Write him a line, dear Gene
we've. When interests so great as our
are at stake, will You recoil before an
patty considerations Of self-love
confident in such a wife as you, I nee
not fear But Genevieye refused +
write a word to Maurice, and Dixme
nlnlseif went to see the young man
what ais you, and what have yo
written TO me-" he asked Of the youn
nnan' ihoeed. my dear Maurice,
1eel 1t sensibly. The reason whic
you have written for not visiting n
IS a subterfuge. Tell me, what is il 2
Yes, replied Maurice, falling I'M
Ine snare and giving way partially
ms natural frankness, 1T is. My des
Dixmer, you have a young and charm
ing wife who Is as yirtuous as she
charming. Yet Mime. ixmer vel
Known character cannot prevent ;,
tFeGuent visits to your house from h
ing .nlslnterpreted.' Dixmer turnt
pale, Indeed, then, my lear Mauric
the husband should thank Won for -
wrong you do the friend ?" Il have ~
the presumption to imagine for a n,
Htht that my presence in your hon
can De dangerous to your repose
ABSURD as YOU please, but let us Ii
A sooo trends. Well" aid Di
1ner, since we are in the mood +
confession. pray tell me what the $
efet was that you limited at in .yo
letter? Is it that of the sm1gg1ino
MY dear DiNmer, I had entirely f
gotten that Then your only reas
for abandoning the house is-tba+ =
nave stated to me, your regard for +
reputation of my wife?" 'sExact1,
nonsense: / appreciate your delica,
but, my dear Maurice. come back
US MY Wifes honor is above sus
cion.' 1T is" We'll come tben.
US be as we were before" "Ney
until Nine. Dixmer asks me to CO.
again Well. We shall see. We :
friends. are we not? And we shall
you again." The next morning Ne