Pierre weekly free press. (Pierre, S.D.) 1889-19??, 1914-09-03

to do n to his htghneSS at Roam
oke House and elsewhere; everywhere
tinguished by his htghness' most
marked favor. And Lucy Hampton's
eyes had shone with quiet delight to
see 1t and to see The effect on her Ia
ther. For the colonel, confused In his
mind as to how 1t might be true. re-
luctantly acknowledged that there u
be something Of importance about the
Chevalter Beaupre. thai a prince should
treat him as a brother. He believed that
it would be best to treat him-he also
at least as q gentleman. SO the French
lessons were continued and h Jeffer-
son tyoop was encouraged. n Fran
co.'s was asked often to Roanoke House.
And as the months rolled on he tried
with every thoughtful and considerate
effort to express to the little lady Of the
manor his gratitude for the goodness Of
har family. 1t troubled him more than
a Hftle that the early friendliness of
Harry Hampton seemed to be wearing
off. The boy did not come so often to
Carnifax. and when he came he did not
stay for hours. for days sometimes. as
was his way at first. He was uneasy
with his friend. and his friend won
dered and did not understand. but hes
itated to push q way into the lads
heart. He Will tell me in time"
thought Francois. and. sure Of his own
innocence. waited for the time.
Meanwhile. he was going home. Co
Ing. much against the advice Of the
Norfolk doctor. who warned him that
he was not yet well or strong. that the
out-of-door life tn the mild Virginia
Climate should be continued perhaps for
two years more, before he went back to
the agitation and effort of a Bona
partist agent in France. But he could
mo wait: he must see his old home. his
mother. his father. n all the unfor-
gotten faces. He longed to watch the
black lashes curl upward from the blue
Of Ahxe's eyes. He longed to hear her
clear vobce with its boyish note Of cour-
age. 1t would put new life into him.
that voice. 1t was seven years now
Inc more since he had left them all at
a days notice to go to Pietro in Italy
TO a living death Of five Years. to many
undreamed Of happenings. The fever
was on him and he must go home.
There was to be a celebration for the
new and very fashionable cavalry troop
OF which Francois was the unofficial
backbone and author. In the great
grassy paddock at Bayly's Folly he
proud mother of ~1s-year-old Caperton
Bayly-frst lieutenant. and the most
finished horseman in the Virginia coun-
ty-had invited the gentry from miles
about to feast with her and to watch
her son and his friends show how the
Beaupre had made them into
soldiers. They came in shoals. driving
from lar Off over bad roads in big
lurchlng chariots. or riding in gay COM
panles. mostly Of older men and girls
and young boys, because all of the
Guided youth were in the ranks that
day.
Inc day was perfect; a day remem-
pered In that part of Virginia among
me great families who came to see
their boys ride. Yeardleys and Carriers
and L~ittletons and Letchers and Bow
mans were there: and ~Joyneses and
Harrisons and Bowdoins and Castle
purys n C%hurchills and Wises and
r~Fltchetts and Stewards and Wards
ana the rest of them. names there in
Vlrgln1 when Charles 1 was king. The
big carriages were drawn up in =
MASSIVE line and the horsemen
and horsewomen stood about pict11ra
esquely In n out Of the saddle talk
ing, watching, admiring the surprising
military things which their sons and
brothers and s~weethearts were doing
And the lads went through their drill
nobly, and the stalwart body Of men
and horse. flesh formed in fol1rs in
twos, melted into long-drawn lines.
wound into close concentric circles and
unWound again, and charged and dis
mounted and leaped into the saddle, at
with surprising accuracy; also to the
~unbounded pride Of Francois, who, in
the ranks, watched every evolution.
every move Of every rider, with anxious
delight. They did wonders; the horses
were on their best behavior and pushed
eagerly that the riders needed hardly to
guide them at all; the whole graceful
inspiring exhibition Of strength and
skill and youth n vigor went with
out a fault. Harry Hampton, ushed
with deep pleasure at this first trial OF
strength Of his life where he had been
leader, was so happy that Francois al
most forgot to gallop to the head OF the
line when his turn came, for JOY OF
looking at him. Then the drill was
over and there was to be rough riding
and jumping. Hurdles were swiftly
dragged out and placed in a name Of
ring.
This one is very close to the bank
said Lucy Hampton. standing by Blue
bird and watching as the negroes
placed the bars. IF a horse refused
and turned sharp and was foolish, he
might go over. And the bank is Steep
lucy, you are a grandmotherly per-
son." Clifford Stewart-who vas an
other girl-threw at her. You would
like them all to ride in wadded WOO
dressing gowns, an dto have a wal
padded with cotton batting to guare
them" And Lucy smiled n believed
\ herself ov~ercautious.
1INe SAClleu uOTSeS cdile Od1ACA1S vi
to the barriers and lifted N were
over, with or without rapping. but no
| one, for the first round, refusing. Their
!, the bars were raised six inches; 81,
inches in mid-air is a large space wher
one must Jump 1t. Caperton Bayl!
went at it first: his mother watched
| breathless as he flew forward, sitting
erect, intense, his young eyes gleaming
, Over went his great horse Traveller
and over the mex and the next-al
of them: but the white heels had strucl
!, the top bar twice the beautiful
spirited performance was not perfect
Harry Hampton anne next; all Of tn
4 kindly multitude gazed eagerly. hoping
that the boy to whom life had givel
: less than the others might win thi'
: honor he wanted. The first bars with
4 out rapping; the second; n a sup
! pressed sound Of satisfaction. which
might soon be a great roar of pleasure
!, hummed over the field. Black Hawl
7 came rushing, snorting, pulling up t
! the third jump. the jump where Luc:
!. stood. And a he came a little Cir
t high in a carriage, a chariot as on
i eoi1 than f1o11riShaH her Scarlat naraSQ