The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1912-04-04

SO well became him. IN. de Brancas
and myself had already considered this
and he Is to join US at
Brussels in a weeks time"
I glanced at Louise to see how she
received this announcement. but SEEM
ingiy h had not heard 1t:
And now, de B~rancas," continued
the duke. turning to me. 1--WE must
make haste. We have already emaine
here much too long,"
True" / answered. ut is your pur-
pose. then. to forcibly carry away Mile.
de Valois
ye3," and Richelieu looked me in the
eyes. Have you any other course to
advise, my friend?"
/ paused %irresolute, glancing from
one to the other. I could not choose
but speak, whatever the cost might be.
were not heights of honor before which
love must bow" / said, at last, and
paused again. I could not go on. Let
these two hearts settle the future for
themselves. I'M. le Due" I said. in a
irmer voice, at is not for me to give
advice. l will do whatever you COM
mand."
Again Richelieu walked the length Of
the room, his twitching face telling OF
the conflict raging in his breast. I
WShl W GIe WliluOW duu SdNSu oue
upon the night. Louise was sobbing.
Only the princess remained composed.
l pray heaven that my heart may never
again be torn as 1t was in that mo-
ment.
m. lie Due" she said. In the same
calm tone she had used before. "listen
to the voice of your friend n to my
voice, which, l am sure, finds an an
swering chord in you heart. If love
We're the only thing I would go out with
you gladly. but honor must ever weigh
love in the hearts Of all true gem
tleman. Tel me-, Louis, I have not
been deceived in you-that you merit
honor no less than love-
Richelieu threw himself at her feet
with a sob and caught her hand I
knew he a won the battle.
"Forgive me. Charlotte" he wh!s
pered, in a choking voice; II have
played h coward. not the man. Let
It be as you say, your honor and mine
before all else"
And at these words my heart went
out to him, and I knew hat these two
loved each other with a love in which
there was no faint of s~el1shness. Years.
perhaps, would dull the sting of the
wound, but for them, as for me, life
would hold few sweeter memories than
that of this sacred moment. I could
not trust myself to turn from the win
dow. The lights without were blurred
with my tears and in my heart was a
great tenderness.
The princess was the strongest of us
all.
"You must go, my friend" she said,
at last. my friend I shall always
deem ou-m nearest n dearest
friend-who stood true to me in the
bitterest hour Of my life. Look up
here, in my eyes. Do you see any sor-
row there? Sorrow there may have
been-sorrow there may be again-but
now If 10 Sprol1nyva1 IN hV low and
pride in you
I turned to look at them. 1t must
have been with faces SO TRANSPORTED
that martyrs went to the stake-yea.
Christ to His cross.
Her arms were around his neck, and
she bent her head and kissed him.
ut is the last" she said-'the last
I shall willingly give" and she gently
loosed his hands, arose. and stood from
him.
I'VE, also, must say goodby," said a
low voice at my elbow, and I turned
with a start to see Louise standing
there.
You, too. are going?" I cried. with 6
great fear at my heart.
Yes it is settled" and h was IL look ok;
side. But my sacrifice, my friend. Is
much less than hers. I am leaving, per
haps, people whom I love, but there II
no abyss at the end Of the path such
as yawns before Charlotte"
NO." 1 answered. mo-" but I could
say no more.
"And believe me. M. de Brancas." sh'
continued, placing both her hands II
: mine, nothing that you have ever don
not even that bandage about you:
head which tells Of a wound so nobl!
won-has pleased me as did the word
you said to Richelieu. I read you
heart. nd say nothing there bu
loyalty and truth. ~
, + gazed into her eyes,, which she di'
, not SEEK to- turn from mine, TREMBLING
! IN every limb-trembling too much t
. speak.
"You may kiss me-" she whispered
: and I bent and kissed her on the lips
Nov go, and let that be your accolad
for the knightly spirit you lave show;
t tonight oh. do not seek to hide tn
a tears. I could not love a nal VIII
had not a tender heart"
She pushed men gently from her.
turned to find that Richelieu had ais
risen and was waiting.
"Come, my friend" he said, "let U
CO." but he did not a k his eyes fror
the princess, who was standing, pal
lovely, with the air Of a general VIII
has fallen mortally wounded at tn
T moment of victory.
I went to her and knelt as at
"a shrine.
20 "Mademoiselle," I said, IT canne
you AVE inspired in my heart tt
night, but l trust that IT you are eve
+ in need Of a sword and q loyal heai
ii you will remember me. I can think
no greater honor than that Of servir
"a! you"
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