South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1913-11-25

But the spirit ana the wit OF the
girl o. Malmaison were strong in the
woman who must save her son.
Wherever she went she made new
friends, so winning was her personals
W Wherever she went she found old
friends who had not forgotten her.
There had been a young English earl
IN the MalmaisOn days who mad lost
ms steady heart 20 the piquant fasci-
nation OF the Princess HOrtense as she
laughed at him from the side of jose
prime. lie had gone away saddened.
out mad never quite forgotten his
french sweetheart. At Florence, q
month before. he had appeared. and
to his influence she owed "a British
passport made out for an English lady
travelling with two sons No one would
suspect that she would dare take the
route described IN Through Paris
To EnSland-but HOrtense dared
much always, and everything for her
children. She had set out from Flor
ence to find them. TO draw them from
the doomed army of insurgents Ito
save them from the Austrians. When
she found them, Napoleon, the elder,
was dead and Louis was coming down
with his brothers malady. But the
boy kept up for his mothers sake.
and the two, fresh from their loss, had
"a DoSCO ViA AIAtuiN 10 AnCOna. Tor
there was not q moment TO spare. So
i'll herself that she could not stand
alone, she made all the ARRANGEMENTS
FOR their escape; English liveries a
bed IN the caleche, all were arranged;
even the tragedy of filling the place of
the lost boy was accomplished il
must be, for her passport read for an
English woman with two sons The
young Marquis Zappi. bearer of des-
patches from the revOlutionists TO
Paris, gladly agreed TO travel with
them. suddenly Louis collapsed. He
had been dangerously i'll for days. but
had borne up pluckiiy. hiding every
sign so that he might help his mother.
The collapse had been the day be-
fore, and the. doctor had promised
that tWenty-four hours rest would
give him strength TO risk the Journey
so necessary to him.
In such. a critical stage were the afs
fairs of the black-gowned woman who
gazed from the palace windows to the
sea. The doctor was with her son.
The boys condition seemed to her no
better, but worse than the day before;
she waited an official verdict. The
door opened and she looked up as a
tall man came in.
Doctor" she stammered and stop
ped-she feared to ask.
Your Majesty" the old man said
gravely, II grieve to be the bearer of
bad news"
He is worse Doctor" The words
came with a gasp; she felt that she
could not face more trouble.
Yes. your Majesty. the fever has
increased since yesterday. With his
youth and strength we may hope-if
he is carefully nursed--bat to move
him would he Madness
Queen Hortense struck her hands
together. What can I do? What
can l do?" she demanded. and the
doctor stood gravely regarding her
helpless, with all his devotion 10 the
house of BOnaparte To suggest q way
out. IF he stays he will be taken
they will execute him. II he goes he
will die on the way" she cried i'm an
agony of indecisiOn. Doctor. tell me-
think for mellow can I save him %
An the doctor stood silent, suffer-
ing with the impOtent desire to help
her. Tiff only the Austrians might
think that the Prince were gone" he
stammered. and hated himself for the
futility of the words But the Queen
stood with a hand half lifted. arrest
ed. Her blue eyes were alive with the
crossing and weaving Of swift ideas
and then with a catch of her breath
che laughed at him like a pleased
child. Doctor. you are q very clever
man. she said. Together we are
going to save the Prince"
The Vivacity of the SCHOOLGIRL of
Madame de Campan flashed for a mo-
ment into her manner, warmed 10
sudden life by the JOY of hope The
doctor waited. enchanted. bewildered.
to hear his cleVerness explained but
Hortense did always the unexpected
thing. She shook her finger at him