The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1912-01-25

Deautlfy1ng MS capital, OF SINKING Int
his grave, his Golfers empty, his sub
1ects ~estranged, under the severe dos
sminion of Madame de Maintenon. But
l found 1t beautiful. and in the romance
with which I clothed it forgot the un-
even streets, h stenches of the Hl-kept
cutters, the danger from the tottering
walls. 1t was to me q dream city, and.
as IN dreams. / used only one faculty
In regarding 1.-THE imagination.
l awoke with its uproar in my ears
and gazed with interest from my Win
dow at the hurrying torrent of car
riages and vehicles of every kind which
filed the street from side to side and
constantly threatened to engulf and
oVerwhelm the foot passengers, hurled
hither and thither by the ceaseless
crush. watched with apprehension
the attempts of a pretty woman to
cross the crowded roadway. and
breathed a sigh of relief when 1 saw
brought me from the window, and l
opened it to find Jacques bowling On
the threshold.
Good morning, monsieur" he said.
Is there anything you wish?"
Nothing but breakfast, my dear
jacques" I answered, heartily, for l
had taken a liking to his pleasant face
and admired the unquestioning way in
which he carried out his masters or
ders. TT will be served soon, !
trust"
ut is awaiting, monsieur" he said,
and he led the way to the lower floor.
Have you heard anything further
from Richelieu? 2" / asked. when l had
seated myself at the table and he was
stationed behind my chair.
Only a message from him this
morning, asking If monsieur had arrived
home safely, and stating that he him
self had reached Linlours without mis-
adventure and would be at Biois to-
night. where he would consider his fu-
ture course
Pray heaven that it take him on
to Bayonne," 1 said, %fervently. II is
better away from Paris for a time"
But L had little hope that he would
think of caution. If you send a mes
sage 10 him." I added, tell him that /
am quite safe n that he need have no
concern on my account" Yet ! knew
very well that it was not / but Mile. dc
Valois who would bring him back to
Paris.
The day was bright and warm and I
left the house with a light heart. I
reflected that 1 could do nothing better
than call at the salon of Madame du
Maine and renew my offer of service,
but the day was not vet far advanced.
and I fingered upon the quays, where
a thousand noises mingled in one indie
scribable uproar which fascinated me.
Boats were ~discharging their cargoes
at the landing places. a row of boys sat
upon the piers fishing, the crowd eddted
ceaselessly back and forth, and above
all the din arose the cries Of the street
vendors of vegetables, fruit, fish, milk,
and 1 know not what, for their incom
prehensible jargon, which l vainly en-
deavored to understand, gave me no
clue to the wares they were selling. Al
every step there was q beggar, a blind
man or q street musician. The water
carriers, OF whom L was told there were
not less h 10000 in Paris, carried
bells, which they rang with an ardor
nothing seemed to diminish. Here was
a woman selling oysters, which she
carried in q huge hamper on her back;
another was bent almost double under
a great bundle of brooms; u third was
selling flowers, which were displayed
on q broad shallow basket strapped TIC
, her hips. Men We're crying the most
impossible things-toy windmills, bool
laces, buckets, bellows, prints, and ever
rat traps. Here vas a tinker, carrying
I with him his fire of charcoal. hit
, anvil, and all his tools; there
/. a cobbler. who was sitting agains'
I the wall, In a corner out o!
harm's way, mending a shoe. on
l fellow with a loud voice and a very
red face endeavored to sell me a tickle
: in some lottery, and another Offered
me a bottle of magic ink. which would
> fade after a certain time and leave nj
II trace ttltlllb I Il hoiN "oS "
Eespec1al value and IN great demand fol
love letters, since, after the second day
, the writing would entirely disappear
: and so compromise no n laughed
at him, and told him l had no use foI
his ink, since l had never In my lif.
: written q love letter, whereat h
? showed me, with a great air OF mys,
terry a wizards ring, which he wa
willing to part with for a pistole, ant
which he assured me would win me thu
| love Of any woman whose hand I nigh
J touch while l wore it. | inquired VIII!
it was that he was willicG to sell 81
great a treasure, and i" answered tina
l it had made his life a burden 10 him
! so closely and constantly was he pur
/ sued by the women who a falle1
: victims to the talIsman. A crowd hac
gathered around rs as we talked, enc
when I turned away, still laughing, h
2 appealed to other If the listeners, ant
? doubt not managed to strike a bar.
! gain with one of them. ] dill not wal
= to see the conclusion OF the raatter
] but struggled through the crowd. ant
i, with considerable effort gained tn
other side of the river, where l finall.
paused to take breath in the Rue de-
Pou]ies.
Continued Next WeeR.)