The Dolores star. [volume] (Dolores, Montezuma County, Colo.) 1901-current, 1914-11-27

Prince o. colonel aaa blood would
have flowed.
Yet the steadfast mind kept it,
hone; he glanced every moment toward
the ramparts. The third must APPEAR
there shortly: Il could not b many
minutes. They would turn the tide.
one glimpse Of that solid swinging
Tsgineat and the day would b saved
--and salvation was certain. The
third vas epming. would be here any
second-Dtanopos' faithfulness could
be trusted
Slowly. with hie saSsrs srowdins
shout him. he We driven Inward the
barracks wall. and. n . 1asA, fson)
somewhere, . mas NJ bslese him.
thrusting bit Of paosr q Hin. Wlthl
. swift movement As bad r cDease1
and rcd: 1
DESTINY throws arsenal Into oar
hands. Have taken third artillery 70
hold t., ! wait to bring The nsws-a
jewel for your crown. vivs IDnDsr.
eur! Bsaupeo."
Few men ever heard Louis Napo-
leon sob. yet the oficers stood about
him 1t that moment caught = sound
that wrung them. Il meant the end,
and they knew Il. Passionately he
crushed the paper and threw Il into
the seething mass
Fool! He has thrown away the EN-.
pire." he Kissed through set teeth.
1T could run him through"
Then. quickly. he was himself again.
Serenely while the maddened soldiers
pressed on him. he turned and spoke
q quiet word to his friends, and then.
serenely. too, with case that was
half contemptuous. half friendly, he
lst himself be made prisoner.
Yet the fight wss not al over even
now. On the ramparts. where the
Prince and his column should have
been. had gathered from the Faubourg
Pierre . formidable crowd. who Id.
vanced angrily to his rescue. and pelt.
ed the line regiment with stones. and
cried again and again. "vive rEmper-
eur!" Colonel Talandier had to reck.
on with = many-sided trouble. But the
heart Of It was In his hands, and slow
ly order and the old rule were coming
hack.
The tumult of the struggle had
Quieted. the volatile forty-sixth regi-
ment. returned to its allegiance. stood
formed In ranks. In appearance - flrm
for the king - the everlasting hills,
and. at the end Of the court was Q
sad and silent. yet . stately group Of
men. the Prince who had almost been
Emperor and those who had watched
clipping with his hope. their hopes Of
grandeur.
Suddenly . horses hoofs rang down
the lane from the Faubourg: . rider
clattered at gallop into the yard and
across the front Of the soldiers. and
every one in the asitatsd company
saw that the man reeling in his sad
die was wounded. With blind gaze he
stared about ~ he refined In, and
then he caught sight Of the sorry
group. the Prince and his oflicers. To
Francois Beaupre. clutching to xhis
world By one thread Of duty. this uhs
the victorious Emperor and his III.
umphant star. With q choking shdht
he threw himself from the horse Ahd
fell. too far gone to stand. AZ the
Princes feet.
"Sirc. ] bring you the arsenal" he
stammered painfully, loudly. In the
silence Of the courtyard one heard
every word. 1.-TWO wishes--good fair
les" he CAPPED. And then. his mouth
twisting to smile. ''the thirds NO
matter"
Louis Bonaparte looked down at the
man whose dying face stared up at
him In . rapture OF loyalty: whoseHke
had been consecrated to him; y
death was for him: who had Id Uim
an empire. For . second . struggle
shook him. and then the large kind.
ness through which he came nearest
to greatness. overlooked. In the ca.
reAr to come was no finer moment. NO
higher inspiration for Prince Louis
wv. - ,,I(ky,l