The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1912-08-31

well, there's Gabriel Gabarie, for one,
poet OF the people. He might do ii
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 poet's."
AT this late hour! You are In a
hurry"
IF what you say is true, there's no
time to lOse"
well, II 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
moldertng walls seemed to echo the
words. "A fine Seigneur!" he NUT
tered, and again sat brcoding by the
fire.
In the gathering dusk the lad strode
briskly on. A squirrel barked to the
right; he did not look around, A part
ridge drummed 10 the left; usually
alert to wood sound or life, tonight
he did not heed 1t. But, fairly out OF
the forest and making his way with
the same air OF resolution across the
sands toward the lowland beyond. his
attention, on a sudden, became for
cibly diverted He had but half com.
pieted the distance from the place
wnere he had left the wood to the OBJ
Jectlve point in the curvature OF the
shore, when to the left through the
gloom, great vehicle, drawn by six
ho. es, could be seen rapidly an
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, a 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
"Havsa't you ever heard of the gov
ernors carriage.
mo"
That's because he hasn't used 1,
lately; but in her ladyship's day"
Her ladyship?"
"The governors lady-he bought II
for her. But she soon got tired of it.
or perhaps didn't like the way the
people looked at her!" roughly. Mon
dieu! perhaps they did scowl a lit
tle-for 1t didn't please them, car
tell you!-the sight of all that golc
squeezed from the taxes!"
Where Is he going now?"
Nowhere himself-he never goes
FAR IRON the ..ount. but the Lad,
Elise, his daughter-some one In the
village was saying she was going te
Paris"
"Paris!" The lad repeated the wore
quickly. What for?
What do all the great lords apc
mobiles send their children there for:
TO get educated-married, and-tc
learn the tricks of the court! Bah,'
with coarse laugh the man turned:
STOPPING beneath his load, he moved
grumblingly on.
The boy, however, did not stir; as
In a dream he looked first at the
Mount, a dark triangle against TIE
sky, then at the carriage. Nearer
the latter drew, was about to dash
by. when suddenly the driver, on his
high seat. uttered an exclamation and
at the same time tugged hard at the
reins. The vehicle took quick turn
lurched dangerously In its top-heavy
pomp. and almost upsetting. came tc
standstill nearly opposite the boy.
careless dog!" a shrilI voice
screamed from the inside. what
are you dOing?"
The Uses. your Excellency!" The
drivers voice was thick; as Re spohc
he swayed uncertainty.
"Lises-Quicksands-
There. your Excellency," indicating
cleaning place right in their path:
small bright spot that looked as ii
1t might have been polished, While
elsewhere on the surrounding sands
tiny ripping parallels caressed the
eye with streaks OF black and silver.
Il saw 1t In time!"
In time!" angrily. "Imbecile!
Didn't you know 1t was there?" i
"Of course. your ExceIlency! Only
/ had misjudged a little, and" The
mans manner showed he was fright
ened.
"Falseho0ds! You have been drink.
ing! Don't answer. You shall hear
OF this later. Drive around the spot"
Yes, your Excellency," was the
now sober and subdued answer.
Ere he Obeyed, however. the car.