The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1914-09-10

could hardly walt to 20 to France. to
reclaim that insulted sword. He wrote
on. finished the letter to the exiled
king. his father, a gloomy and lonley
old man whom the SON did not forget
him.
Then he drew out q fresh sheet OF
paper, and his faint smile CLEANED;
for the thought OF this adherent In Vir-
ginia was pleasant TO him.
"Chevalier Francois Beaupre," he
headed the letter, and began below,
My friend and Marshal OF Some Day"
He considered a moment and wrote
quickly as IL the words boiled TO the
pen. THE baton awaits you. Come
make an expedition within three
months, and need you and your faith
In me. Our stars must shine together
TO give full light. So. mon ami, join mo
here at the earliest, that the emper-
or's words may come true.
Louis Bonapartes
A knock at the door and man en-
tered. q man who seemed sure Of his
! right In the room, who moved about
the prince as II ne were bit OF per-
sonal belonging, an extra arm or leg
ready to slip into place. The prince
looked up atfectionately at the valet de
place who had been his mothers serv-
ant, who recalled boyish days In
switzerland; who had managed escapes
and DISCUSSES in the youthful exciting
times OF the Italian insurrection, the
dangerous journey from Ancona: who
even now, under Thelfn, was getting to-
gether uniforms and equipments, was
casting buttons OF the Fortieth regi-
ment for the great event that was In
Fritz. here. are letters to man" ne
pushed them toward the man; then. as
the last slipped from under his hand.
he curved his fingers about 1t. .'Be
careful OF this one, Fritz" he said 1T
ought TO- bring me the brightness OF
my star"
Across the water, Virginia, two years
had made few changes. On the June
| daye when the princes letter lay In
the postoffice OF Norfolk the last OF
the roses were showering pink and red
over the gardens in a 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 light pierced cave OF
shade q man travelled on horseback
from one plantation TO another, q man
who rode as Virgfnian rides, yet with
military air for all that, He patted
the beasts neck with soothing word,
and smiled as Aquarelle plunged at the
waving Of q bough. at q fox that ran
L dCTO6S the IOdQ. EuL II an observer
had been there he might have seen that
| the mans thought was not with horse
or journey. Francois Beaupre rid
| ing out TO give French lesson TO Miss
| Hampton at Roanoke house, as he had
been doing for four years. all uncon-
scious as he was OF the letter waiting
for him at the moment In Norfolk,
was thinking OF the vent to come to
which that letter called him.
Down the velvet that swept from
\ house to river at Roanoke house, by
| the brick wall which stretched an arm
agaAnst the waters-a dark arm jew
eled with green OF vines and white OF
marble statues-there was q rustic
summer house. 1t was furnished with
| chairs and rustic table and here on
this June day the lady OF the manor
| elected to study the French language
The Chevalier Beaupre was taken here
on his arrival. Branches OF trees
whispered and waved; afternoon shad-
ows ran silently forward and silently
withdrew across the lawn; the James
river flowed by.
The two good friends bent together
over the rough table, and the James
river, silently slipping past, sang In
q liquid undertone. And the time went
fast In the pleasant lights and shad-
ows of the place and shortly ii was
two hours that the French lesson had
been going on.
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