The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-09-30

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FRANCOIS said, and the Prince an
swered quietly:
Yes. II is success Go, mon ami.
In q moment the messenger had
thrown himself on the horse of an
artilleryman and forced q way through
the recOiling mass, down the lane
and out to the Faubourg Pierre. In
the free street he galloped the horse
through the windings that he had
learned with this moment In Ms
mind. The third was drawn up wait
ing. and q shout like a clap Of thur
der greeted his news. Buoyant, proud
he took his place by the colonel al
their head. and gaily the joyful march
back began. The sun had come pOm
behind the clouds Of early morning
and shone gloriously on glancing
steel, on the brilliant swinging line OF
the regiment. Low branches of trees
brushed Francois shoulder as he rode
and the touch thrilled him, for he
knew by 1t that Iis was true and
not q dream, and ne, Francois Beau.
to Frances Emperor. The glory. the
Joy Of his happy life. eliminated IN
those bright moments.
Suddenly q man galloped from q
side street, in front Of the advancing
troops; he stopped, saluted, called a
word. II was not a day to take any
thing for granted: Colonel Couard
halted the regiment.
THE arsenal" the man gasped
They have taken Monsieur de Per.
signy prisoner. Monsieur le General
voirol IL on his way. but he Is dis.
tant. It is a step from here. The
third artillery could arrive there be-
fore him--they would surrender
Monsieur de Persigny would be re-
leased"--he stopped breathless.
The colonel turned an inquiring
look on Francois. As the Prince's
messenger, as the man whom he had
seen closest to the Princes person,
he deferred to him, and Francois re-
allied that he must make. and make
quickly, q momentous decision. The
arsenal was immense and lightly
guarded. De Persigny had been sent
with small force to take It, for the
ammunition IL held might ut any mo.
ment be OF supreme importance. II
seemed that the detachment which
guarded 1t had been moderated, for II
had made prisoners of De Persigny
and his men, and this aide-de-camp
had alone escaped. II they we're to
be rescued, II the arsenal was to be
gained for the Prince, this very mo.
ment must be seized. General Voirol
royalist, the commandant at Bou.
logne, was on his way with reinforce.
ments and the third might we'll hold
the arsenal against him but not gain
Il from him. With his whole being
concentrated Francois thought. The
orders were plain--to lead the third
artillery to Join the Prince on the
ramparts. But there are times In
history when to obey orders Is treach.
cry. Was not this moment. heavy
with the right or wrong of his decis.
ion, one Of them? Was 1t not the
part OF q mind capable of greatness
to know and grasp the flying second
OF opportunity? Would not the Prince
reproach him, n he stupidity let this
one chance In thousand 60 by. for
servile fear OF disobeying orders? He
had left his Highness safe with two
regiments ut his back; this other
could do nothing at the Place d'Al.
ton barracks but swell the ranks:
here. by turn Of hand. they might
win for the cause the very blood ana
bones Of success, q mighty arsenal,
and for themselves honor and graft.
tude from thsir Emperor. IN Fran
cois' mind was touch Of innocent
vanity nat he should have the power