The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1914-08-20
CHAPTER XVI.
CAPTAIN OF THE TROOP.

And now he had left Roanoke, and
was living in the great old house on
Pietro's land. the Did house which nae
been lived in 100 e before Pietro's
father had bought it. the old house in
which grandchildren Of Pietro live to-
day.
Something in his odd broken English,
something In his vivacity and energy
something In the warmth Of heart
which the poor souls felt in him-none
quicker than negroes to feel a heart
fascinated the slaves who fell to his
unaccustomed management. He had
met Henry Clay and the proud aristo-
and giver them the best of himself;
he met these thick-lipped. dim-souled
black people no otherwise. and gave
them the same. BY the crystal truth
in him the first had been vanquished,
and 1t happened not differently with
these other human beings. Pietro's
mlshandled property grew orderly
die most OF the time. riding from end
to end OF he plantation. found his
hands full and his work interesting
and his health and strength coming
back-though that was a slower prog
ress.
The people who do most are likely to
be the people who can do a thing more,
Young Henry Hampton, ruled out of
the larger part Of his natural pleas
ures by that stern bylaw of nature.
which had made him lame, appealed to
FRANCOIS, sympathy every day more
deeply. In his devotion to his discoy-
cry, his brand from the Austrian burn
ing. MS own peculiar friend-all this
harry considered Francois to be-the
boy was very much at Carnifax. and the
older man. hardly more than a bow
himself. came to know the suffering II
mean to a strong and active young an
imal. to drag a ball and chain. h
sort of lad who would have led Others
a. Iencing. wrestling. swimming, run
uins-at every sport-he had to sit
outside. and with aching heart n
muscles t.ngling to be at work. to
watch his friends. He was generous
and cheered on the others; he was re-
served and never spoke of himself.
people, even his own people had come
20 take his lameness for granted, had
forgotten that the trial was ALWAYS a
fresh n to him. But Francois under
stood. There We're no words spoken
them. but Francois. full Of
warm frtendliness toward this boy who
had helped him back to life, turned
things over In his mind and found a
scherne which seemed to promise
pressure Tor young Hampton-which
seemed besides to be good practice for
the work to which the gaze of Fran
co.'s looked forward steadily. through
beyond all this temporary living
the work of fighting for the Bona
parties.
The one thing which the lad could
was riding. Henry" Francois
a shady lane Of the plantation on the
way to the far fields where +
worked in the autumn sunlight. what
would 0 think of rganizfng a
mounted troop of militia ?"
i boys face famed with excite
What would he think of it?
would think it glorious. wonderful
half a dozen big adjectives.
Ihere were many young men In the
neighborhood; all of them rode: none
Of them had enough to do; Francois
had a hold or them-a man may not
spend Ave years in a dungeon because
81 q dashing mad act of bravery with
out acquiring a halo which adheres az
it was fairly certain that a
company. originating with the
Chevalter Beaupre. would succeed. And
It succeeded. Three days later It was
started with the cordial sanction of the
fathers and the enthusiasm OF the sons.
was. of course. the moving
spirit and the responsible head. ana
Francois was hard at work calling hack
he Old lore Of his school days at Saint
Tyr and reading books on tactics and
all military subjects.
Harry" said Colonel Hampton one
morning after breakfast at Roanoke
Etousc. 7 want to speak to you a mo-
In my study"
Harry Went calmly into the dim.
pleasant. old Q with its paneled
walls and portraits set into the panel
Ing: ne had no fear OF what his uncle
say. for he was not merely the