Cheyenne record., 1914-05-14

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the European feet she was scheming.
She lived for intrigue. Her soul
craved the excitement Of battling
minds. She considered herself still
in the employ of the Count Won Wer
denstein, so she planned az she
thought the count would have de-
manded.
Santos Duprel came to report the
events of the day at the ray station,
and to put before Astra suggestions
for further defense. Napoleon could
not come personally. SO he sent his
trusted assistant.
He was admitted to the library
where the countess sat.
Santos Duprel was pleasant indi-
vidual, having. as most tat men. q
keen sense Of humor. He greeted the
two beautiful women with q broad
smile.
When Rositta retired to the rooms
that had been assigned her she sat
for a long time motionless, maturing
a plan for the benefit OF the Count
Won Werdenstein.
Astra was still at work in the
library, completing preparations for
the following days duties a. she
closed her desk a sigh. a prayer left
her lips: God save our country, and
shield Napoleon"
The next morning the admiral Of
the united navies of America received
orders to sail with the feet toward the
enemy. Even the formation of the
great squadron was planned in detail
The gray boats steamed toward the
east in broad line: they arrived at
the Isolation and could see hundreds
of men-ofwar before them. flying the
flags Of almost every European nation.
but no sound penetrated the invisible
ray that stretched before them.
Tho Count Won Werdenstein was in
despair. He and all his boats had
been Imprisoned between two 2 raye
for a week. He had held councils Of
war and the quickest boats and air
crafts were sent out to break through
the lines OF resistance. He was ready
to retire to Europe.
The word retreat did not seem so
shameful as 1t had.
They had not seen the eagle during
this time, but the arrival of the obso-
lete men-ofwar told the count that
some preparation had been made by
his enemy to end this terrible state
Of affairs.
The eagles appearance was report
ed early one morning. It came males.
tically sliding downward from a great
height, flying the beautiful tricolor
flag Of liberty. This time Santos was
at the wheel. Napoleon and q woman
stood behind him.
The bird few directly to the nag.
ship. Not even the flag of truce was
shown. When It reached the Brigitta
the eagle dropped down toward the
count. who stood on the bridge. His
face was pale and careworn. and his
eyes spoke Of many sleepless nights.
"Brigitta, ahoy!" shouted Napoleon
through the speaking tube. "A mes.
sage for the commander" He dropped
a large sealed letter at the counts feet
The eagle then turned and disappeared
in the clouds toward the west.
Thought and care had been put into
the message. 1t was great docu.
ment in itself. but its greatest beauty
was in its expression Of brotherly love.
in its magnanimity In extending mercy
to the enemy.
Rositta was present when that doc.
ument was read finally. She was ons
of the last to touch 1t before It was
carefully wrapped In the silk covers;
1t was she who placed the great seal
on the imposinp envelope
The count took the message and re-
tired into his cabin, where nobody
dared disturb him. He cut the enve-
lope. unfolded the silk wrapping and
began to read. 1t was long, concise
resume Of the present state of affairs; !;