The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1913-04-10

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ment and unrest; when voltaire was
breaking to pieces the shackles of re-
nslon; when Rousseau at the Cafe de
Aegenance was preaching the right to
ln1nk; and when a thousand men, some in
the gutter. some near the throne, were
preparing the great explosion of the revo-
luton.
CHAPTER u-Continued.
It was now night, and the trees by
the roadside, dimlly lighted by a half
moon rising In the eastern sky, showed
up darkly against the silyery mists of
the fields.
AT he toll gate the carriage did not
stop. but passed at full speed and on
through the streets of Paris, splashing
the passers with mud; needless of chill
dren. dogs, pedestrians who wished to
cross way; a perfect representation
OF the government whose minister 1t
contained. The streets through which
~ was now passing were badly lighted
oy OF! lamps. badly paved, filthy with
feruse and mud. narrow, and like the
streets and passages one \ passes
snrough In bad dreams. Poverty and
spectral hgures but figures of flesh and
plood. Frightful faces were to be seen,
spectral faces, pitiable faces. men in
tatters, women in rags. Infinite soual-
OF! IN these poor streets all men and
an women seemed bent. like those trees
always blowing from the same o,ar-
yer, oent n stunted by the pressure
OF some heavy and chilling hand
splashing these with the mud Of it's
Wheeis drove the carriage of Monsieur
de sartines. its occupant curled, scent
eu, dressed more gorgeously than the
Niles OF the field, gazing through the
on the people he passed as
love might gaze on mortals.
me carriage crossed the poorer part
OF the city, making for the Faubourg
st: Germafn. where at the gateway Of
talse mahsion they turned in, crossed
the courtyard and drew up at the steps.
It was the Hotel de Sartines.
me footman opening the door, the
minister OF police descended, went up.
the steps and passing the %saluting
guards at the doorway entered the
great hall, whence he took his way by
q flight of deeply-carpeted stairs to his
official bureau on the first floor.
rms room, still haunted by the shade
OF Monsieur d'Ombreval, deserves a
word of mention. Here the police-po-
nt1cal business of the state was con-
Quoted; here the attainted noblemen,
n common forger, the suspect the
man being prosecuted, and the man
pursued came face to face with the
man in power. From here men went
TO ~Vlncennes or the Bastile or death.
Inc room was octagonal, with a pol
ished parquet floor; f%auteuils stood
about, for 1t was used by the minister
as a chamber of audience as well as an
official bureau: it was lighted by wax
candies burning in silver sconces. and
opposite door stood the famous
bureau with a hundred compartments
and secret drawers. one the property
of his predecessor. A square table half
covered nv a cloth IF eprna-I .t11x zA--l
near the bureau; on it were some dis
patches that had just arrived and
which De Sartines examined while
waiting for the agent Gaussin. for
whom he had sent.
He was standing reading. like this,
when the door opened and the agent
appeared.
Gaussin was a big man with a head
that made one think Of the head of a
horse; he had a long face and only one
expression. He was less a man than
q machine.
De Sartines turned, received his sub
ordinate's salute, and taking the report
from the small portfolio he had placed
on the bureau, said: You wrote this ~
The cautious Gaussin approached be-
fore committing himself as If to ex-
anime the paper, but his master waved
him back.
"Peste! it is yours-the report on
la Baronne Linden. The day
before yesterday I said to you: Fol
low this woman closely, get into her
house If you can. examine her papers
II possible. and If possible intercept any
Comte de Lussac.' How have you done
this 2"
Monsieur" said Gaussin, without
moving a muscle Of his face, since you
gave me the order I have adhered to
Madame la Baronne like a plaster"
ri .sTo,,f ~. hry 4, IS, /, i, -. o. at.
Monsieur"
"Silence."
Yves, monsieur"
You have found out nothing
Monsieur, there was nothing to
find."
You waste your ink and naper IN
every little trifling detail. 1 said get
into her house if possible"
And I tried, monsieur"
"How?-through a window 2"
No, monsieur; through a pretty
yeryant-maid."
And you failed"
Gaussin scratched his chin.
Not exactly failed, Monsieur"
Then you did get in?"
mo, Monsieur. She pushed me out
with a broom, and the servant Placide,
an old %scoundrel with a white beard,
locked the doo In my face. But to-
night I will court her again. I have
thought of a new method. This time
! shall get in"
You will not. You are dismissed
from the case. TAX up something
simpler. Go report yourself to Mon
sieur B~eauregard. and order Lavenne
to be sent to me-"
Gaussin saluted, turned, and left the
room. while De Sartines, grumbling to
himself, went or reading his dispatches.
He had finished them and had placed
them on the table when three raps on
the door. giving by the usher's wand,
introduced Lavenne.
Lavenne was a young looking man
with the pale face and jet black hair
one finds among the men of the south:
he had eyes dark and luminous, pos
sessing that .brilliancy of the cornea,
that sparkle and glitter, which almost
Invariably Is found In men OF high in
telligence. His features were mobile,
changing in expression, seeming to be-
tray his inmost feelings and thoughts:
thus giving him an appearance Of in
genuousness that was as fictitious as