The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1914-01-30
CHAPTER !.
The Prophecy.

from the great entry of an old farm
house in the valley under the Jura
mountains. The grandmother, sitting
white-capped in the center of the hub
pub. heard one more willingly than the
others, for not only was Francois her
best loved. but also the story he asked
for was the story she liked to tell.
Smiling, the grandmother began:
You must know, my children, that it
was on day in the month of May, in
the year 1873, that he came. You,
Lucie, and you, Pierre, and Marie
were not born, only Francois and
Tomas. Francois was the older-not
quite three years old. The mother had
gone to care for your Aunt Lucie, who
was Ill, and kept the house for your
father 1t was the year of the great
CONSUMPTION, when the emperor took
all the men to fight, not only the
strong ones, but the boys, and the old
and infirm, if they might but drag
themselves at the tail of a regiment.
So the few men who were not under
the flag were sorely needed by their
families, for it was necessary, if the
women and children were not to
starve, that some should stay to work
In the fields. Your father was of the
few who had escaped in our village of
Vicques.
'One morning a man appeared in
the village and said that Napoleon
would pass this way within a few
hours.
Outside heard the neighborS call
ing the same two words-'Napoleon
comes'-one called it to another. If
the trumpet of the angel sounded the
end of the world, they could not have
had more fear. Then your father
kissed me, and kneeled and held you,
Francois, and Tomas, in his arms, and
saw tears, but he was brave-bgt
yes. Courage, little mother he said,
for me and for the babies. Courage
"And at that your father, who was
my little lad once, you know, my dears,
had gone, and l stood with an ache
where my heart should have been, and
for moment was stupid and could
not think.
AS stood SO, like blow there was
s q rush of galloping horses in a shower
of noise down the street, and my
heart stopped, for the horses drew up
at this house. So that | was still in
the middle of the floor when the door
opened.
ut opened, that door there, and
against the light saw men crowding
in the entry. They wore uniforms of
bright colors, and swords hung at their
sides, and on their heads were hats
with trimmings of gold. Then l saw
Napoleon. With a step toward me
he spoke in kind voice, half smiling
Madame he said, will you let US
use this room and this table for an
hour? You shall not be disturbed in
your work.
Il made my courtesy to these great
gentlemen as had been taught, and
found myself saying quite easily to his
majesty the emperor, as easily as If |
talked to Monsieur lie Cure, to whom
was accustomed, that he was well
come; that l would serve him gladly
If he wished to command me. And
then left them. went into the
kitchen and began to get dinner, but
l was so dazed that could not seem
to make the soup as usual. When,
suddenly. heard child cry, and with
no thought then but Of my babies, l
flew to the door Of the great room and
) stood looking, for could not pass the
sentinel.
among the officers in their uni
forms there lay on the floor little Fran
co.'s in his night-dress, and all the Of
ficers looked at him and laughed. The
child, sleeping in the farther room.
had walked at the voices and had
climbed down from his crib and tod
died out to see. The glitter of the uni
forms must have pleased him, and as
they all bent over the papers on the
table he had pulled at the sword of
one whom / afterward knew to be the
great Marshal Ney. He wore dark
coat all heavy with gold lace, my chill
dren, and white pantaloons and high
shining black boots, and across his
breast a scarlet ribbon. He sat next
the emperor. The marshal, turning
sharply at the tug, knocked the little
one over. It was then Francois cried
out.
Napoleon himself who spoke as
peered under the sentinel's arm. We
shook his finger at his officer.
Marshal, Marshal he cried, are |
YOU not too olIick to overthrow 40 |
young soldier, SO full of love for |
arms?'
The emperor seemed to joke, for |
he laughed little. yet there was a |
sound in his voice as If some part was |
serious. He turned sharply to the |
mayor. What is the child's name?
The mayor was our friend and |
knew the babies. Francois Beaupre,
SIRE he answered tremblingly.