The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-09-22
1.-The Marsh al
Historical Romance By
MARY RAYMOND SH1PMAN ANDREWS

this man and listened to the words
which breathe sure trust In destiny,
that was the destiny Of both.
Since the world began, In the ranks
Of men there have been those whom
the world has laughed at. prosecuted
and followed. II Is they who. step
ping out Of the lines where the multi
tude marks time. rush forward. often
to pitfalls. to sudden graves; some.
times to heights where men see and
and follow In herds. II the
frst. they are despised and forgotten,
but II the other. they are discoveries.
heroes. Yet there II the
same enthusiasm and the same stress
In the hearts Of those who succeed
and Of those who fail: there IL for
both the vision which duller eyes do
not see. the beautiful. unattainable for
which one must risk everything
These are the dreamers. the fanatics,
perhaps, and perhaps they move the
world. To Francois Beaupre wide
dream OF power and happiness for
France took concrete form in the
name Of the emperor whose looming
personality had brushed his child
hood. To his mind-the mind Of a
davotee-that touch had sealed his
years to the service Of the family
which meant for him Frances great
ness.
As the man who was to be Napoleon
III. gazed DULY out toward the dull
fields. to all seeming cold and apa
thetic, the other began to speak again
his face working. his tones trembling
My prince, I will tell you-th0ugh
II may be Of little moment to know
hat 1t 10 not for my own advancement
hat care. It IL the truth that I would
brow away hundred lives II / had
hem. to see the house Of BOnaparte
rule France. 1t il only so. l believe
that France can become great once
more. We need heroes to lead us
We Frenchmen. not shopkeeper kings
such as Louis Phillip; II II has not a
hero the nation loses courage, and Its
interest In national life But the very
name Of Napoleon Is inspiration-it
prtcks the blood: monarch of that
name on Frances throne, and ouI
country will wake, will live. You, by
prince, are the hope Of the house OF
Napoleon"
With q quick step forward he threw
himself on his knees before the quiet
figure In the throne-like chair; he
seized the Princes hand and, head
bent. kissed 1t with passion. There
was line Of color in each cheek as
MS face lifted.a and his brilliant look
was shot with q tear.
III may die believing that l have
helped to win your throne. l shall die
in happiness"
Prince Louis had his mother,
warm heart, and this went to Ii
He put his hand on the other
shoulder, Familiarity as il the tive
were equals, kinsmen.
Mon ami" he said kindly, "dc
not speak Of dying for me--live fo
me-that II better. We will rise to
gether. Remember. we were brother
for some days; remember, 1 twic,
owe you my life; also / can not for
get that 1t was in the uniform O
my own dead brother you risket
yourself for me. Luck will turn
we both believe 1t. and you shall
be. as the Emperor said, a Marsha
OF France under another Bona
parte.:" The laconic Prince ha,
found language-he was talking
with unused freedom. He went on
"The sovereignty Of the people wa
consecrated in France by the mos
powerful revolution the world ha
even seen. l stand for the right
deposited by the people in the hand
Of my family-the rights which tn,
nation has never revoked"
The brotherly touch on Francois
shoulder was withdrawn, and with
gentle dignity, with a glance, tn
Prince lifted him to his feet, an,
Francois stood happy, dazed. befor'
him. He found himself telling hi
plans, his methods. his efforts to n
himself for the usefulness that nigh
be on the way.
IL have studied enormously, m,
Prince. All known books on warlikt
subjects. all / could borrow or stea
l have studied. All. yes! / know
much Of those things"
Louis Bonaparte, with an exhaus
tive military education, q power O
application and absorption beyon'
most men In Europe. let the CLEAN
Of smile escape. He listened will
close attention while Francois toll,
Of his organization of the youth o
the neigh borhod into a cavalry com
pany. and Of their drill twice a week
And you are the captain. Mon
sieur?"
Francois smiled q crafty, worldly
wise smile-or perhaps 1t was as I
q child would seem crafty and world
ly-wise. "No, my Prince" h
answered, shaking his head sagely
THAT would not be best. an
little known. foreigner. The.
think much Of their old families. tn
people Of these parts. So that 1t Il
better for the success of the com
pany that the captain should be o
the nobility of the country. On
sees that. SO the captain Of tn
company IL Monsieur Henry Hamp
ton, the younger. the kinsman o
Monsieur le Colonel, and q younI
man of great goodness. and the bes
Of friends to me. Everything that
can do for his pleasure 10 my owl
pleasure"
The Prince turned his expires
sionless gaze on the animated face
"Mademoiselle Lucy likes the youni
monsieur"