The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1914-04-03

err to give full light So, mon ami. join
me here at the earliest, that the en-
peror's words may come true.
LOUIS BONAPARTE."
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Across the water, in Virginia, two
years had made few changes. On the
June day when the princes letter lay
in the post Office of Norfolk the last of
the roses we're showing pink and red
over the gardens in sudden breeze.
The leaves of the trees that arched the
road that led to Roanoke house were
sappy green, just lately fully spread,
and glorious with freshness. Their
shadows, dancing on the white pike.
were sharp cut against the brightness.
And through the hght-pierced cave of
shade a man Travelled on horseback
from one plantation to another, man
who rode as Virginian rides, yet with
military air for all that. He patted
the beasts neck with a soothing word,
and smiled as Aquarelle plunged at the
waving of a bough, at fox that ran
across the road. But If an observer
had been there he might have seen
that the mans thought was not with
horse or journey. Francois Beaupre,
riding out to give a French lesson to
Miss Hampton at Roanoke house, as
he had been doing for four years. all
unconscious as he was of the letter
awaiting for him at the moment in
Norfolk, was thinking of the event to
come to which that letter called him.
Lucy! Oh, Lucy!" A voice called
from the lawn, and in a moment more
the colonel was upon them. Lucy"
he began, somebody must arrange
about the new harnesses; my time Is
too valuable to be taken up with de-
tails. Uncle lack says they are need
ed at once. 1t has been neglected. l
do not understand why things are so
neglected"
81 have seen to it, father They will
be ready in week." Lucy answered.
Then the colonel noticed Francois.
Good day, chevalier," he spoke con-
descendingly. abby the wayne
put hand into one pocket and then
another Of his linen coat. "They gave
me letter for you, chevalier, knowing
that you would be at Roanoke house
today. Here it is"-and Lucy saw a
light leap into Francois eyes as they
fell on the English postmark.
And Lucy spoke quietly again. Il
did ask you, father, but you did not
see to it, and they were necessary. So
did it." And then, "chevalier, read
your letter. see it is foreign one"
will mademoiselle pardon?"
At that moment an uneven step
came down the slope and Francois
flashed smile at Harry Hampton and
retreated to the other side of the sum-
mer-house with his letter; while the
colonel, murmuring complaints about
harnesses, went strolling up the
shadowy, bird-haunted lawn.
Harry Hampton stood by his sweet
heart with boyish air of proprietor
ship, radiant, as he had been through
these two years of his engagement Il
have it," he announced. Don't you
want to see it?"
wait, Harry" the girl glanced at
Francois. But the lad caught her
waist. Look" he said, and opened
his free hand and plain gold ring
glittered from it. With a quick move
ment he slipped it over the little third
finger. There" he said, that will be
on to stay pretty soon, and then Uncle
Henry shall not badger you about har-
nesses. He has made me wait two
years because he needed you, but l
won't wait much longer, will /, Lucy ?
Next Wednesday is the wedding
day, Lucy"
With that Francois turned around.
His face shone with an excitement