The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-06-13
21leanu~l,

sCone." saids D'Artasnan, .1et us ty furthsrs Akhss horss57 where is thatY' sess ss1stss1&
 .In the S&abia~ F a'
 -Ifs worth @ plstolsl take IL and ahere ends the natter.
 .sWhatrs efis4 Afhos, -afe you sell lng my hqese. ny Bajasetf And pay upon whak shall q mako my campaign. uDoa or1mau6fs j
 sI tevs hroush< ysu anothsr." sasd. DsArtagnan.
 -And l1aonanss.e- sns toos' cried
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 'whiehr asked the host. quite .eheerful aa1tn-
 ',sozns of sthAt nsar the botton, near the lathe: thAe ars twenfy-1ve bottles of t loft. Bring up s1x q them.
 "And dou't f0rxet. " said D,AEtasnap, s'lD bzing u11 four bottles ef tho samo U0t for &he tuo UnG1lBh gpnflom6n."
 ~And noWs cid Athos. ''while they ~ " W WSASb s9s$ Assos URAxtaGnan, Wnat hAo become of tho efheEA o1QsF
 B'Art161dH islatss how Asx AaG 1u1nd rqetaee 1n bee w1tA . sstrafnsd knoo and Axam1s 1t . table bstwsen kwo theq1celans DeArtaenaa also rs- laAoa A1s nnvSnt1re win Nina sD6- oneasux. kkhoo M6Hunod b him wath porfUut 1mnph6lty of eopntenAnce and, when hs d 1tlsh6d: U
 sTf1as4 all thnE, 1" ss1d Afhoa moth alg but tr1Asb. That was Athos ssx-
 -Yea alW1yp say ziAss. my dsar Athesr' 00 DtArtaanan, .and that cs0ss vsry in from you. who have 1ov1F beea in bye" a
 Ths drink aeansned eye of .-Athos Aashsd hat 1f was oniy for . rnomsnt- ilk-became oull and vacant as. before.
 szhatfs trpAr he sajd Quietly. .TorI V " paxt, | have ngver loved. say that Nvo . lotto99, in which hs who w1ns wins death! You are yefy fortu- nats tpsleve lost believe mA my deax nAFtnGDon" s -s.es
 saOh, bat shs seemed to love ms cor
 ~You tboy.s Why, there lives not . mao who has not b6lisved. q you do, .i thak his n1geEem loved him. and theee livos not as man Who haa not been de- N csased by his miGdsas1 Your mis1ue- l tuue is hle6ibio T. should Ike tei fnow w1nt you vyrla say E wers-to ssiafe ts ye0 - tale of love"
 -hieh eo1ssEns yeaf' '
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 Fl sm aiI' attsufion,- said ID'krta- snan-
 Afhos collested shinnsslf,, and in ,pro- Dogtipa n he 11d 70 DArtagnan saw that he became palsr; he was at that period of intoxication tn which, vulgar drinkers falf1&d sleep. Hszkspt him self pp<1Ghk a.1nd afeaihed without sleepi1 9hls soEnpambullsmef Of drunk snne6D 6od ponet tl14he 11khtfnf h it
 ~Be r lene theos e yoa desireT Ons q my ff1Andss pleas6 tp obeerve. not myselk~ 6kf9 A1hcp. ihtsrrnpting him self W1th . n6951ehnly smile; lone of the coan11sok pr0vinee, Berry, at twenty An6 ek1z S 6Bes fen siH love with . &lf1 IT: G2tSen, he&6tifdi as fan ey can paint She lived in a small town with hef brother, who was cure. Both had reeenkly come into the country: thoy eame nobody knew whence; but when seeing her SO lovely and her brother so pions, nobody thought of aoking whence they came. They were said, however. to be of good extraction. Ny friend, who was lord of the coun- try. might have seized her forcdblys ak his w1ll, for he was master. But heWas an honeFable man-he married her.s The fsol! The ass. Tho idto<E S
 sH0w Q, if he loved hGrr' asked DrArtaEnAh. -'..s, ..s,.
 ssWait," :" said Athos. .rHe took her e h1s chateau and made her tho first lady in the province, and, in justice. it must be allowed, she supported her rank becemineIy..
 ~well?" asked D'Artasnan. quite ex- e1ted
 wen, one day when she was hunt 1ng with her husband" continued Athos in. low voice and speaking v1ky quickly, "she fell from her horse and fAinted; the count flew to her halp. and -as she appeared to be op- pressed by her clothes, he ripped them spon with his poignard, and in 90 do- s.g laid bare her shoulder; and now, guess, D'Art2gnan," said Athos. with O. maniacal burst of laughter, guess ,' What she had upon her shoulder" How can tell:" said D'Artagnan.
 sA Aeur-de-lis," said Athos "She was hrandedr'
 And Athos emptied at a single dnnnght the glass he held in his hand Horpprr cried L'Artagnan- What = you tell meY
 Truth. my friend-the angel was a oemon; the poor young girl had been a Ahfnky z s-.s-.,s,-r.