The Kenna record. (Kenna, Roosevelt County, N.M.) 190?-1924, 1913-08-01

the miserere of the multitude by
paeans Of merriment. Hymen, 10
Hymenl In assuming the leading role
to which circumstances now assigned
her, the Governors daughter brought
to the task less energy than she had
displayed on that other occasion when
visitors had sojourned at the rock.
Her manner was changed-frst, luke
warm; then, almost Indifferent; until,
at length, one day she fairly waived
the responsibility of planning amuse-
ments; laid before them the question:
What, now, would they like to do?
Devise a play" said one.
with shepherds and shepherd.
esses!"
The Marquis, however, qualified the
suggestion. "A masquel that is very
good; but, for this morning. have
been talking with the commandant-
and have another proposal"
(which Isl"
ITO visit the dungeons"
THE dungeons@ My lady's face
changed.
And incidentally inspect their lat
est guestl Some of you heard of him
when we were here before--Le Seign-
eur Noir-the Black Seigneur!"
lie Seigneur MORT" They clapped
their hands Yes, let us see himl
Nothing could be better What do
you say, Elise?"
She started to speak, but for the
instant her lips could frame no an
swer; with faint, strained smile, con-
fronted him, when some one antlci-
pated her reply.
did she not leave it to us? 1t is
we who decide"
And a merry party they swept
along, bearing her with them; up the
broad stairway, cold, gray in the
morn; beneath the abbot's bridge
black, spying span!--to the church,
and thence to the isolated space be-
fore the guard-house to the dungeons.
Here, at the sound of their voices.
man, carrying a bunch of keys-but
outwardly the antithesis to the hunch-
back-peered from the entrance.
UNLESS | am mistaken, the new
1aileri" With a wave Of his hand,
the Marquis indicated this person.
THE commandant was telling me his
Excellency had engaged one-from b.
cetre, or Fort l'Eveque, | believer"
"Bicetre, my lord!" said the man
gravely. And before that, the Bas-
tile"
"Ah!" laughed the nobleman. THAT
pretty place some OF the foolish
people are grumbling about! AS II
we could do without prisons any more
than without palaces! But we have
come, my good fellow. to inspect this
lower world of yours!"
The mans glance passed over the
paper the Marquis handed him; then
silently he moved aside, and unlocked
the iron doors.
Are you not coming?" At the
threshold the Marquis looked back.
When first they had approached the
guard-house, involuntarily had the
Governors daughter drawn aside to
the ramparts; now, with face half
averted stood gazing off.
"Coming?" Surprised, the Marquis
noted her expression; the fixed
brightness Of her eyes and her parted
lips. ooh, yes!" And turning abrupt
ly, she fastened past him.
Would they have to be locked in?-
the half-apprehensive query of one of
the ladies caused the jailer at first
to hesitate and then to answer in the
negative. He would leave the doors
from the outer room open, and him
self await there the visitors return.
With which reassuring promise, he
distributed lights; called a guards
man, familiar with the intricate un-
derground passages, and consigned
them to his care.
One of the gay procession. the Ledy
Elise stepped slowly forward the
guide proved a laxative fellow, and
seemed anxious to answer their many
inquiries concerning the place. The
sale de la question? Yes. 1t existed ;
but the ancient torture devices for the
'1nterrogatory ordinary" and the lin
terrogatory extraordinary" were nc
longer pressed into service; the KING
had ordered them relegated to the
shelves of the museum. The caba
mons, or black holes? Louis XI. bull
them; the carceres duri and wade II
pace, however, dated from Saint Mau
ritius, fourth abbot of the Mount
And the Black Seigneur? How have
you Accommodated him2"
"In the petit exil; just to the left
We are going there now"
lam going back!" hant
touched the arm of the Marquis. las
of the file Of visitors, and, lifting hi