The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1913-04-17

u&1on; Rousseau at the care oe
Regenance was preaching the light to
think; and when a thousand men. some IN
the gutter, some neal the throne. We're
preparing the great explosion of the reYo-
luton.
Madame Linden, an Austrian lady,
after completing a simple mission to the
French count, fingers OF in Paris, enjoy
Ing the gay life there. De Sartines. the
minister of police. thinks she has some
other motive than pleasure in delaying
her departure and surrounds her with
spies to discover, If possible, whether she
II dabbling in state plots.
CHAPTER III, Continued.
Sophie Linden - Sophie Anastase
Therese, Baronne Linden, to give her
her full name-formed in the doorway
of the silk room of Monsieur Behrens
a picture not unworthy of the brush Of
Fragonard; one might almost say she
had his touch; light, flowing, graceful,
she seemed to have stepped from the
mist and muslin and trees and patterns
Of Fragonard-land, to have dropped
from one of those swings that sweep
the drapery of May through April-col-
ored air, to have risen from one of
those tombs where Grace in distraction
has cast herself beneath the autumn
trees to mourn for a lover.
Her face beneath the broad mauve
hat with its plume Of feathers was dis
tracing, perplexing, less beautiful thai
piQuant, capable of Somber moods n
charming smiles; wit lay on her lips
and thought had nodded her brow, ex-
traordinary mobility of expression
highest word upon her lips.
a deadly property or a delightful, ac-
cording as to whether she used the ra-
pier of a womanss wit or the laughter
which, despite her % years, was as
genuine and clear as the laughter of a
young girl.
Withal she had a bonhomie natural
and naive, the real gold of womanhood
showing through all the fretwork that
her experience Of the world had cut
upon it.
To be perfectly frank, This lady, who
had come to Paris some six weeks ago
accredited to the French court on a
microscopic mission to the dauphiness
from the court of Vienna, was in vi
enna a person of considerable obscurity
with more natural wit than money, nj
q n talent for adventure. Her hus-
band, Baron Linden, was dead. He a
been a small partner in a large bank
thai had come to grief. and had died,
leaving his wife nothing but his debts
and her jewelry. Either as a bold
stroke or urged by a natural honesty,
she paid the small creditors by the sale
Of her jewelry, established a name for
honesty, made friends with several
flnanciers, disclosed a faculty for
knowing bad speculations from good
ones and blossomed. She possessed
that rarest of human gifts, an instinct
for things that were genuine, and the
f%nanciers of Vienna who were her
friends, being men of genius, dlScov-
cred this instinct and being men of af-
fairs, made S of it.
Y--A - ,.~- So I~
of ferment M unrest almost analog-
Gus to its condition today. The deep
discomfort of the masses. crushed be-
meath the ambitions of a few men; that
discomfort which today is expressed in
socialism and anarchism, was then
alive under a different name-or per-
haps nameless.
Voltaire was breaking to pieces the
shackles of religion; Rousseau at the
Cafe de Regence was preaching the
right to think; a thousand men, some
In the gutter, some near the throne,
were preparing the. great explosion of
the revolution.
Rumors of this heaving amid the
people filled the world, but were not
understood; scarcely appreciated, ex-
cept by the Jew financiers of Vienna.
Wishing to find out the truth of things,
they sought an agent, hence the jour
ney to Paris Of Madame la Baronne
Linden; hence a backstairs intrigue by
which our charming friend was en-
trusted with a present from the emp
ress to the da~uphiness, made one of
those informal courierS common be-
tween the European courts at that Pc
Rod when a present of lace called for
q special commissioner to carry 1t,
and a Perigord pie stamped on its COW
er with the royal arms went in state
like an ambassador.
II was the humOr Of love tina the
agent of the Viennese Gundermanns
should have discovered in her re-
searches into the state of France a
conspirator against the monarchy as
charming as herself-though Of the
male sex-the Comte Armand de Lus-
sac.
Received at the court. living in a
well furnished house rented in the Rue
Cog Heron, she had made during her
short s%ojourn in the capital a consid-
cradle impression o. the world of
Paris and Versailles. and many enc
deep satisfaction which the enmity of
the unsuccessful and plain creates in
the successful n beautiful.
The love she had inspired in De Lus-
sac had created for her a willing as
sassin In the person of Madame lie
Comtesse d'Harlancourt, whose hus-
band we have seen buttonholing De
gartines at Versailles; Madame de
Joyeuse and Madame de Stenlis hated
her just for herself, and De Sartines,
from her suspected intimacy with De
Lussac, whose steps he was following
with the persistence of a hound and
whose political intrigues he more than
suspected, had for her a deep mistrust.
This lady, having bowed to Mesdames
de Joyeuse and de Senlis, advanced,
and, with addressing them, turned her
attention and tongue to Monsieur Beh-
rens, who was approaching with the
silk which Madame de Stenlis had
wished to see.
!. MY dear Behrens," said the new
comer addressing him tout court with
the manner of a person addressing a
favorite dog. when you have recov-
cred rom the disability under which
you are laboring / wish to ask you a
question"
And that, madame?" cried Behrens,
casting the roll of silk On the floor at
the feet of Madame de Stenlis, witch
ing up a few yards of it, %festooning it
that she might see the lights and
shades, bowling to Madame Linden as
though she were the dauphiness, smil-
ing. all at the same time: a wonder
full man milliner. And that. madame o.
Ma fol! Monsieur Behrens. you do
80 many things at the same time that
you have made me forget my question.
Dear Madame de Stenlis, do rot let me