The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1914-07-30
AROmale Of Observation-Disclosures
TIE MARSHAL
RyMary Raymond Shipman Andrews
1s2'~ The Perfect Tzbuze. etc
Copyright The BsSs Aesnn cou,rn
CHAPTER xvIu-(continued>.
cepyrsst, The BohssAesrsn casuaa~

five years. 1t was @ mere chance. he
had heard, that this young signor bad
not been sent to S~pielberg instead OF
this place; 10 horrible Spieiberg, where
one might see high bred mobiles of Italy
chained TO felons. living in underground
cells. Battista ~shuddered. He had
come to have a great affection for this
prisoner; he tremhled at the thought
that some caprice OF those in power
might send him eve Yet TO Spielberg,
Observation-Disclosures hardly dared think
II in his heart, but he himself was
Italian-a patriot. And behold him 8
jailer TO a man who vas suffering-he
eeiieyed-for the patriot cause. His soul
longed to help him. Yet he was afraid.
even TO be too gentle with his prisoner.
1t was an off chance that q left him
here, Rattista Serrani. in the castle OF
his old masters. after the castle had
been ~confiscated by the Austrtans. to
be used by them as q prison But what
could he do? He was a o 0 q he
had 3 wife and children TO think OF; his
knowledge of the place had been use
full at first 10 the new lords, and then
they a seen that he was hard work
ing n closed mouthed, and had kept
him on til they had forgotten. it
seemed, that he was Italian at all. So
he would give his life TO make free.
But the masters knew well and he
knew h B it mean more than his life
TO be disieyal-it mea the lives OF his
wife and children There would be
small pity for such as Battista when
great nobiamen were treated like
felons, So Battista was trusted as IL
he were Austrian born.
All this flashed through his mind
as he gaEed pitifuliy at the sick prls-
oner, only Just out of boyhood. Yet
with that hand OF white hair. the badge
Of his captivity, in the thick brown
thatch OF his head. He lay very still
row. as if his tossing were all fin
lshe0, his face turned TO the wall.
Battista, s~ofthearted. cautious, stopped
TO look at him q nome before GO
ing pat As ne looked the dark head
turned swiftly and the bright yes met
his with a Hight not d~eiirious. yet not
quite OF every day reason
ecu are good TO me, Battista," the
boy said. and just now you gave me
q great pleasure II warns me yet to
think Of it fer you see. I thought
you were Piarto-my dear Ptero-she
Marquis Zappi.-
Battista- GREATNESS, stared. STAN
ulered. ~Whon-whom did you say.
sigrore
But the prisoner had flashed into
reason. The color vent ou OF his face
as the tide eohs- ~Battista- did I say a
name Battlsta-you viii not betray
me-you VIII not repeat that name? I
would never have said ii but that /
was not quite steady. Unjust have been
out o. my head: I hare never spoken
nus name before in this Place On. IL I
should bring danger 10 him. Batrissa.
Tor Gods sake. you VIII not repeat that
aarns?
Battista spoke sow. giancing at the
heavy iron door OF the cen. God for
Did. signor." he whispered, that I
s1orld speak here in mis- OWN castle, the
aasae OF mr. Young master.
Ihere vas a long silence. The prss-
9ner and his TALLER gazed at each other
Is If saving things beyond words. Then
me ooy put out his long. hot fingers
: caught the mans sleeve
BaTtista." he n!urrnureG. "Bartista-
Is mat rue. Is it posssole2 Do ycu
snow-ry Pieero7
Know him. signorr Battista's deep
.olee was unsteady Ny fathers have
ss-ysd his for SEQ years" The nan was
staklng with a loyalty long pens up,
Z Francois lifted his head. leans On
fully.
But Batttsta- I know ron now: he
a spoken TO ne Of you. Il was your
Ion. tns little Battssta- who vas his
iren?-
Yes. signors
I did not dream o< IT: / never knew
Mhas castle this was. I nsSer dreamed
u I~asteaforts: o would not tell me-
! could not. EtgnE- IL was forbid
Gen. am risEing my Life every min
Go. Battista- and Francois Uz,sned
MIN away With weak hands GO cuseI-
have been here too long. Tree
might De suspicion I could ret Eve e
| brought trouble on you
It Is right so lar, sEgnox. Pstftsss
answered 1t Is known yea arg ID. I
ihust care Tor the stck Orss q atrtle BEs
I mad better go now.
With that he slipped To sssa kreex
n lifted the fererssh hand toEhss Tsra
Inc friend OF my young rzzgse~~ -
said simply. but his y0sca broke On sna
words The traditional fasrgsssraasg ~
centuries was strong tn Rae1txsz. ssas
mad been good MASTERS. org
mau peen cared Tor and cosatsxtesz al
ways. one was tsrrorized ard grc1zA
Gown by these Austrian swgnSes fsae
memory of the old masterr. r. yssr-
sonaliey OF any one connected sfyfr
them. was sacred Ratttsta b0~eS ~
mead over the hands fin hIs own fsse-
he stood up.
I shall be back at bedelrne. sSursor-
ne said quietly, and was gone.
But Francois had an ally nor. ARD
knew IT. The excitement 81 she
thought, the joy Of dim Doagfble re-
suits buoyed his ~high-ssrunR -teyuuerz-
ment like a tonic. He must be, he Horss
pc careful beyond words 10 guard
against any danger. any suspicion Tor
battista. but There were chances
even with that provision. Here was
ope At Is necessary, perhaps. TO hare
oeer five years a prisoner IN a cell fin
an unknown castle In q foreign Land
g Know what b first glimpse Of hope
may mean.
Instantly. with the hope working IN
MIN. he began to get well. Little by
little. watching fearfully against the
peril OF conversations long enough to
seem suspicious to eyes always alert.
ne told Battista Of the close friendships
QL the chateau in France, OF the spIen-
1ia old ontcer OF Napoleon and Of HIS
The beautiful dernoise1le, who
was Alike; OF b 1t school to-
gether. the boyish adventures innunner-
able Every word Battistas drank iii; he
snau not seen h young marquis since
Re mad left Castelforte with his father
On the Journey which took them to
lcques. When. at the end OF his school
gays. the boy OF is lad come back 10
has country, the castle had already been
seizea by the Austrians, and 1t had not
peeh safe for Pietro to come into his
y country. But the mans memory
OF nis little lord was vivid and loving:
Ats Ixstened eagerly to the least detail
2Lz ms unknown older life
INC q by day the prisoner who