El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1913-09-29

revolution, cola november odys
4 in Provence.
In the little town of Antilles there
was a general panic. The people were
running about pale and excited, for
news of a massacre had come from the
capital of France.
A great crowd had gathered around
the mayor. who was talking to an ugly
looking fellow in ragged clothes. His
face and hands were covered with dirt
1T is as 1 say" he cried. tomorrow
France will be a shambles and now is
the time to make your choice, king
dom or republic"
A young man with an unusually open
and intelligent face made his way
through the crowd and laid his hand
heavily on the tramp's shoulder
You don't know what you are talk
ing about, my friend he said calmly.
You are trying TO arouse hatred and
we have no use for people like you in
our peaceful Provence"
Then, turning to his fellow citizens,
he added: Let that man be alone with
his madness"
Jean POitOu's calm words impressed
the others A few moments later the
tramp stood alone in the square His
face was flushed and his small eyes
were full OF hatred.
Death to him. he Kissed between
his teeth. death 10 them all
In all Provence there was no more
beautiful girl than LOlette Simon, and
there was not young man in the town
who did not feel his heart beat quicker
when she looked at him Still they all
knew she was not for them, for the
gardeners beautiful daughter had given
her heart to Jean PoitOu, the young
lawyer.
One night, about a week after the
first rumOrs of massaeres in Paris had
reached Antilles. Lolette was lying in
her bed thinking of Jean, when she
heard shots outside.
She rushed to the window and the
sight which met her eyes made her
tremble with fear. A crowd Of armed
men with red caps went through the
streets shouting and bowling, carrying
with them the bound and gagged in
habitants Of the town All the bells
were ringing and several houses were
on fire.
LOlette was a brave girl and she
clenched her fists with indignation
when she saw how the revolutionists
burned and sacked her beautiful town.
At this moment she heard the front
door below give way to heavy blows
and the noise Of many feet, her old
fathers cry for help, followed by
blows and curses.
Lolette wrung her hands in helpless
despair. Suddenly the door Of her bed
room was burst open and three wild
looking men carrying torches in their
hands stood on the threshold. They
gave shout Of delight at the sight OF
the trembling, scantily clad girl
Leave this room immediately" she
said, her eyes blazing with Indignation.
How dare You come in here?"
Easy, easy, little dove" said one OF
them, a gigantic, broad shouldered fell
low No harm shall come to you, or
my name is not Carron."
In spite of her struggles he picked
her up and carried her out into the
street Lolette screamed and struck
his face with her clenched fists, but he
only laughed, and carried her towards
a small house outside the town.
As he put her down to open the door,
a young man came rushing from the di- !
rectiOn they had come. Carron cursed
and drew his sword
Jean" cried LOlette. Help me.
Jeanr'
The next moment Jean Potion was at
Carron grinned maliciousIy 4
Little boys should not have sweet !
hearts" he Knocked THE girl is mine"
The words had barely left his lips
when Jean was at him Dodging the I
sword, he caught Carron about the !
waist, raised him into the air and 4
threw him down into the ditch. where !
he lay grooming with two broken ribs. /
For several hours Jean walked on. I
carrying Lolette in his arms. At last 7
thew met squad Of soldiers under the I
command of a young lieutenant
Jean Poitou gave his name and told .
where they came from The Ieuten-
ant who looked like a mere boy, gave /
LOlette his cloak and scorted the couple I
to the nearest village.
Before the soldiers left, Jean Poitou
asked sergeant the name of the lieu
tenant, making fun of his boyish ap-
pearance.
Yes, he is very young, said the ser
geant, but he is as hard as nails and :
knows how to handle men, He is a !
Corsican and his name is Bonaparte,
Napoleon Bonaparte"