The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1912-10-24

Nor writer
The man made rough gesture.
Nor sail to the moon" he returned
derisively Read? Rubbish! Write?
What for? Does it bring more fish
to your nets?"
"Who-could show me how to read
and writer"
"You?" Sanchez stared.
why not?"
Books are the tools of the DEVIL"
declared Sanchez shortly. There
was a black man here today with
paper-a writ l think he called it
or a service OF some kind-anyhow,l
1t must have been in Latin" violently
flor such gibberish, l never heard
and
The boy rose. People who can't
read and write are low and ignorant!".
Eth? What's come over your
my father was a gentleman
Your father!-yes-"
And Seigneur!-"
"A Seigneur truly"
And l mean to be one!" said the
boy suddenly, closing his fists.
"Oh, oh! So that's it?" derisively.'
You! A Seigneur? Whose mother"
Who could teach me?" Determined,
but with a trace OF color on his brown
cheek, the boy looked down.
"Who?" The man began to recover
from his surprise. That's not so
easy to tell. But if you must know
well, there's Gabriel Gabarie, for one,
a poet of the people He might do 1t
although there's talk of cutting of
his head"
What for?"
For knowing how to write"
The lad reached for his hat.
Where are you going?"
ITO the poets"
AT this late hour! You are in a
hurry"
IF what you say is true, there's no
time to lose
well, if you find him writing
verses about liberty and equality,
don't interrupt him, or you'll lose
your head" shouted the man.
But when the sound of the boys
footsteps had ceased, Sanchez's ex-
preston changed; more bent, more
worn, he got up and walked slowly to
and fro. "A fine Seigneur!" The
mOldering walls seemed to echo the
words. "A fine Seigneur!" he NUT
tered, and again sat brooding by the
fire.
In the gathering dusk the lad strobe
briskly on. A squirrel barked to the
right; he did not look around. A part
ridge drummed to the left; usually
alert to wood sound or life, tonight
he did not heed it. But, fairly out OF
the forest and making his way with
the same air of resolution across the
sands toward the Iowland beyond, his
attention, on sudden, became for
chilly diverted. He had but half COM
pleted the distance from the place
where he had left the wood to the OBJ
jective point in the curvature OF the
shore. when to the left through the
gloom, great vehicle, drawn by six
horses, could be seen rapidly ap-
preaching. From the imposing equip.
age cleaned many lamps; the moon,
which ere this had begun to assert
its place in the heavens, made bright
the shining harness and shone on the
polished surface of the golden car
Wondering, the boy paused.
What is that?"
The person addressed, fisherman
belated, bending to the burden on his
shoulders, stopped, and, breathing
hard, looked around and watched the
approaching vehicle intently.
''The governors carriage!" he said
Haven't you ever heard OF the gov
ernor's carriage?"
No"
That's because he hasn't used it
lately; but In her ladyships day"
Her ladyship?"
THE governors lady-he bought 1t
for her. But she soon got tired OF it
or perhaps didn't like the way the
people looked at herr" roughly Mon
dieu! perhaps they did scowl lit.
tle-for it didn't please them, l can
tell you!-the sight of all that gold
squeezed from the taxes!"
Where is he going now"
Nowhere himself-he never goes
far from the Mount. But the Lady
Elise, his daughter-some one in the
village was saying she was going to
Paris"
Paris" The lad repeated the word
quickly What fOr7"
What do all the great lords and
mobiles send their children there for?
To get ducated-married, and-to
learn the tricks of the court! BAH"
With a coarse laugh the man turned !;
STOPPING beneath his load, he moved
grumblingly on.
The boy, however, did not stir; as
"A a dream he looked first at the