The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1913-09-11

the eyes of the government to result
IN his incarceration in the bastile.
The impractical dreamer in the arm
chalr, this visionary who. all the same.
IN the few pages of LIE Contrat Social
assured h old world Of thought like
a a Of glass and freed the dream Of
mans freedom like a bubble; this giant
VINO was also a child suddenly smote
himself a mighty blow on the fore
head.
Could voltaire be at the bottom Of all
this? The pretty woman, the mystic
rious packet, the imprisoned friend:
could all this be a plot laid for his
ruin by that arch enemy, hat bro
caded monkey, that fat Francois Marie
Arouet de Voltaire!
The thought completed his misery,
and just as a child takes to sucking
Its comforter for consolation. SO did
our philosopher turn to his spinet. He
sat down before it and struck a few
notes. And now, mystery Of the crea-
tive imagination! Though his trou-
some magic way opened the doors of
that temple of the brain where music
sits and dreams.
An hour later he was seated at the
table with some music-paper before
him.
Therese had gone off for the day.
leaving behind her a potato salad for
his dinner. AT 4 o'clock, urged by the
sensation of hunger, he searched for
and found the salad, devoured it and
found that he had wrecked the music
IN ms mead; fell asleep, and was awak-
ened by the ringing Of the bell.
Thinking it was Therese returned.
he hurried down. and found De Lus-
sac at the door.
1t was only when he had reached
Rousseau's steps that De Lussac felt
the effects of his long fast. He had
not eaten that day, and he had gone
through adventures sufficient to tax
the strongest man,
He almost fell in Rousseau's arms.
4 am pursued" said he, and, NOR
dleu! | can scarcely stand. Shelter me,
my friend, and give me something to
eat; I am fainting!"
Rousseau, a rabbit a moment g out
a lion now, cast his arm round the
comte to support him. He would have
dehed the whole Hotel de Sartines.
guards, Swiss soldiers, lieutenant gen
erai and all, had they arrived to claim
tnelr prisoner. For this sentimental1st,
ms dreamer. this timorous spinet-
tinker was a man at heart. Always
fearful of h things that lay in the fil-
ture, brought face to face with real
danger, called on by real distress, he
had no fear.
stairs, placed him in the arm chair and.
dartlng into the kitchen, which was also
the parlor, began to search for food.
he found a pie prepared by Therese
for their supper, a bottle Of wine, some
bread and a knife, fork n plate.
When DE Lussac had finished half a
bottle of wine n made terrible in
roads into the sacred pie, the blood re-
turned to his cheeks and life began for
him again.
In as few words as possible he told
ms tale from the very beginning, n
Rousseau listened, a%stounded and per-
picked; he could not reconcile the man
of intellect, the delicate, graceful and
gracious De Lussac, with the terrible
hornet that had burst from the Bastile,
half strangling De Richelieu, striking
Beauregard with it's sting, shifting and
pursuing In broad day the agents Of De
Sartines, buzzing it's victorious way
across Paris and lighting at his steps
in the resumed formed Of the graceful
and delicate De Lussac.
It was an object lesson in that most
difficult subject, man, delivered as if
by heaven to this philosopher who had
made mankind his study.
"Mordieu!" said he, permitting him
self for once to swear, what you tell
me sounds like a conte by Monsieur
Tobias. And is this Monsieur de Beau
regard likely to die of his wounds?"
Il do not know" replied De Lussac.
II trust not. Should he die, however,
| my I'LL 10 SACol I'LL ll1S lldllcE. i OlQ
it in self-defense."
GAY, ay," replied Rousseau; Gin self
defense, but all the same, he acted from
duty. You killed him in the execution
! of his duty"
Pardon me-" cut in the other. do
not say Killed, for I left him still liv-
ing"
But Jean Jacques heard him not. He
had risen to his feet and was pacing
the floor, urging by his Internal i'm
a%gination.
ITO kill a man in the execution of
speaking Of the human law, but Of that
moral code which is part Of the struc-
ture Of the human mind
But, monsieur, I nave not killed
him; and our quarrel was private; he
insulted my hat, I challenged him, and
in Paris"
Eyes, SO do murders and %larcenies.
Stay; I do not wish to stand in judg-
ment over you. Who am 1 to do SO?
But I think, monsieur, you have been
precipitate. In breaking from prison
you laid yourself out a course that in
evitably cntailed disaster to others, if
not to yourself. Take, for instance,
Monsieur le Due de Richelieu."
He is not hurt"
This Monsieur de B~eauregard."
HE will V
Inc dSSIll-
Whom I felled? oh, mordieu! 1
wager he Is even now joining in the
hunt for me-
Take myself. I give you refuge, but
in doing SO I endanger my own very
safety. o have been precipitate,
whereas you should have been philo-
sophical."
In what way?" asked De Lussac,
who had risen to his feet.
"You should have remained in his
majesty's fortress Of the bastile, and
sent for me. I would have seen the
king, 1 would have used my influence;
your friends would have helped me
then all would have been well"
De Lussac had not told Jea Jacques
$ of h document which d led tc al
this trouble, simply stating that his i'm
/ prisonment was due to his connection
with the Society Of the Midi; nor did
he tell him now.
Monsieur" sal he, moving toward
the door, what you say is true. My
presence here is inimical to your safety.
1 60"
"You will not" replied Rousseau,
placing himself before the door. mo,
monsieur, Q have cast yourself Oh my
protection, and my protection you shall
have. Besides, you have another friend
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