The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1914-09-03

Tor one life. Recognized at every turn,
betrayed never. and ending with
Prince Louis smiled HIS slow dim smile
IA fitting ending indeed to days whoae
every minute was adventure. He
thought Of the landlord OF tho inn. the
old cavalrymRn; the young Frcnchman
was the name: It was
set In his memory; It had been In that
tenacious memory since an afternoon OK
1854. when q runaway schoolboy prince
with three other children. about
ruined castle: he saw Francois Beaupre
take reverently In his hand the sword
which Napoleon held--and then tho
alarml That was fine Bight-the dash
Of the youngster through the startled
mob OF Austrians; the flying leap 20
the horse; the sldrmish to get free. and.
st last. the rush OF the chase He had
seen II all. watching quietly while his
mother and the landlord implored him
to hide himself. That young French
man-if he should be allve-lf ever he
should meet him again Prince Louis
would not forget. 1t was psychological
that he should have been thinking this
when a knock sounded deferentiaIly on
the door Of the room. But picturesque
condolences happen In lives as well as
on the stage; In Louis Napoleon's there
was more than one. "EntreZ!" no
called sharply. and then, Come inl"
The door swung slowly and Aaron,
white aproned and white eyeballed
stood In Il. -
"Marse Prince" he stated with a dig
nifty OF service which crowned heads
could not daunt. "ole MarBe SEN me
bring you dis hyer Marse Gopray."
"A light figure stepped before the
black and white OF Aaron, and halted,
and bowed profoundly. The light from
the window shone on the face and the
dark immense eyes that lifted toward
Prince Louis. and for a moment he
stared, puzzled. Was he In the pres
ent? Surely this man was part OF the
past which he had been reviewing.
Surely he had played a role in the
princes history-where? With a flash
ing thought into the years he knew.
Mon anil" cried Louis Bonaparte,
and sprang forward and stretched out
both hands. bis royalty forgotten In the
delight OF seeing face which recalled
his youth and his mother. FIX.
Francois, two minutes later, found
himself standing. bursting with Loyalty
and pride, with the princes hands
clasping his. and the princes trans
formed face beaming on him. +.
You rode like the DEVIL" said the
prince. But the Austrians had the
horses. That poor Bleu-bleui How did
you get away2 Where have you been
pi and II" :. -
But no. your highness, ala not get
away" smiled Francois Beaupre as 81
impaTting q joyful bit Of news. '"rhey
And he told briefly his story OF dye
years In prison. OF the desperate es-
cape, OF the rescue and voyage to Amer
lea, OF his wrecked health, not yet re-
established. Through the account shone
the uncomfortable French gaiety An
other thing there was which a French
man and Bonaparte could not fail to
see-that the thought Of his service to
the mouse or Bonaparte had been a sus-
tanning pride. and the hope of future
service an inspiring hope. With entire
raith In his own mission, held to through
years OF trial. Prince Louis knew the
Keynote Of that faith. and heard its
sound like music through the
other mans words. Here also
star. and hts spirit stirred to see that
the star which led the other was hts
own That currents, which would one
day meet In the great river OF hts
power. ran underground through the
world, was part OF his belief; here was
one o. them. Who knew what this
man vas lated to mean to him? Three
times already he had dropped into his
path from q clear sky; twice he had
saved his life by headIong eager sac
rthce, and here, thousands OF miles
from those scenes. the light figure, the
startling eyes appeared TO him again,
at another time Of deep discourage
perstition and gratitude laid hold to-
gethtr on the princes troubled mini
he threw himself back into Colonel
Hampton'B leather armchair, throne
like In impressiveness and size; the
mask or tmDassiyity closed on his
colorless features.
sit there, monsieur" he ordered,
"and tell me your life"
Simply, yet dramatically as was his
gift the young man went over the
tale which he had told to Lucy Hamp-
ton. that and more. And the prince
listened to every word. He, too, had
the French constituencies to theatrica:
effect, and his overweight magma
tion seemed to see the hand of des..
tiny visibly Joining this story to his.
Here was q legacy from Napoleon; an
instrument created by his uncle, which
he, the heir, should use. Already the
man had proved that he brought good
fortune: already he had deserved well
OF the Bonapartes; already his entire
confidence In the return OF the family
to their own had cheered the lonely
prince beyond belief. There was a long
silence when Francois had finished
and Louis deep pitched voice broke IL
I 'One day perhaps marshal OF
France under another Bonaparte,'" he
repeated thoughtfully. ut was the ac-
colade. the old right OF royalty" and
gazed. as If rejecting, at the other
mans face.
Heightened color told how much II
meant to Francois Beaupre to hear
those words spoken ~ the prince. He
waited moment before he answered
| May the God above Kings bring
your highness to your throne" he said
low. as IL the weight OF the wish hushed
him. That should be a marshal Of
| your highness' empire is not of Inn
portance. yet was the prophecy of tht
emperor. 1t win happen--I believe A
will happen as surely as your high
ness will be emperor" '..
That one man, not a great man
should say such words seems a little
thing to influence the mind of q per-
sonage such as was Louis Napoleon
even in his dark days But his MIND
was thirsty for such words, and such
a confidence to reinforce his own, The
failure at Strasburg had been bittei
blow, and his later trial and condem
nation to exile, pluckily as no ha(
borne II, had shaken his courage; tn;
four months at sea had been solitary