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

sometimes have dreams-yet they
are not dreams-in broad daylight.
see things-I hear voices-which are
not OF our village. Three times saw
long road up a mountain, and over
the mountain was a large star. saw
it three times, and once voice said 1T
is the star Of the Bonapartes, but also
your star, Francois. Follow it."
The general was hard-headed per
son for all his cult of Napoleon, and
vision-seeing appeared to him non
sense. He pooh-poohed at once the
idea of star divided between the
house of Bonaparte and small peas
ant. your mother had better put
wet cloth in your cap" he advised
"Parbleu-seeing stars In midday!
Some one-legged old fighter has been
Cabling before you about the star OF
the Bonapartes, and that and touch
Of sunstroke in this heat, it may be,
have turned you silly. Let me hear no
more of stars, but keep at your lesson
and learn to be-"
With that he was aware that the
boy did not hear him. The light figure
was on tiptoes-the large eyes stared
at the wall, and the child spoke in an
uninfected voice as If something muf-
fed spoke through him.
Il see the STAR" he said. 81 see it
through window where there are
iron bars. All" The interjec-
ton was in the boys natural accent,
and he shivered violently. UGH" His
teeth chartered and he looked about
vaguely. 1T is like an icehouse. do
not like those dreams; they make me
so cold. Seigneur, it is late; my moth
er will not be pleased. And / must
stop at the garden and pick the vege-
tables for supper-carrots and peas.
must hurry to get the peas and car
rots."
Little Alike, clutching her fathers
thumb, watched as the boy disap-
peared. Then, to the generals aston
ishment, she began to sob. Il don't
know" she answered his quick ques-
ton. "But IL think 1t is because I
am sorry the little boy was so cold"
The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1914-01-30
CHAPTER v.
A Game Of Cards.

Francois Beaupre-Le Francois of
Vicques-sober, laborious, had in him
certain pig-headedness, and also
vein Of the gambler which had swollen
with use; yet because it had so far
brought him only good luck the neigh
bors called this good judgment. He
was a dealer in working oxen; he
bought and raised and sold them. and
only his wife knew what chances he
often took in buying young beeves. 1t
was simple solid form of speculation,
yet it was that
On day in September he left Vic
ques early in the morning to drive to
the market in Delesmontes, league
distant, two pairs of oxen which he
had bought as calves for almost moth
ing from poor stock out of a farm
leagues away. He had fed and trained
and cared for them till now they were
all well set-up and powerful and
woodworking to sell for
good price. At the market he found
that there were few oxen to be dis
posed of, none which compared to his.
and his ideas of value went up--he
would get nine hundred francs for
them, which delayed the sale.
So it came to be, by the time his
bargain was closed, three o'clock in
the afternoon, and he had had no din
ner With the cattle off his hands
and the money In his pocket he felt
sense of leisure and of wealth. Huns
cry as wolf he felt also, and he
turned into the inn of Delesmontes,
where the sign of huge bear, cut out
Of tin and painted black, swung before
the door,
A waitress approached hima SOM
melliere-trim in her short calico skirt
and white apron. her hair done in the
picturesque fashion of the place. The
girl took his order; as she turned to
go man just coming in knocked
against her. and apologizing with
many words, caught sight of Francois.
Good day!" he saluted him heartily,
Good day, Monsieur Beaupre," and
Francois, friendly always. answered
Good day." but with reserve, for he
did not recall the man. you don't
remember me? That is natural, for
we met but once. Yet l have not for
gotten you. 1t was at the house OF
my cousin, Paul Noirjean of Devillier."
Now Paul Noirjean was an old ac-
quaintance and solid man, and
though Beaupre did not see him often.
living six leagues away, he respected
him highly. A cousin of his was to be
considered. and Francois was embar-
raised that his memory could not
focus on the meeting. He tried to
cover this with cordially. and invited
the stranger to share his meal.
Not at all, not at ALL" the other
answered. yet we must have bottle
of wine together, but it shall be my
bottle"
Francois objected; the man insisted.
At length: "See, we will play cards
for that bottle" the unknown man sug-
gested, and the cards we're brought,
and game of La rams-euchre-was
in progress in two minutes.
Meanwhile the wine had come. and
Francois, touch more generous and
more cordial for 1t. was genially sorry
when he won and the stranger must
pay.
CTo BE coNTINUEDJ
The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1914-01-30

Yet by my idea you are chevalier, ere
ated so by the act Of the most power
full monarch who ever ruled France
by our Emperor Napoleon. The time
may come when, as the emperor said.
you may be marshal of France under
another Bonaparte. But that Is a
small thing If the time comes when
you may help another Bonaparte to
come to his right, to rule over France
1t is that of which you must think till
the hour strikes. and then 1t is that
which you must give your life for"
Little Francois, the visionary, the
hero worshiper, trembled. Il will do
it, my seigneur," he said. frightened yet
inspired, lifted into tremendous diz
zying atmosphere. And with that a
secret which he had told no one, not
even his mother. broke forth. my
seigneur, a strange thing happens
The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1914-01-30

he kicked there was a sudden strong
grip on his shoulder; he was jerked
backward and rolled on the grass.
Are you tired of life at this age
them" strident voice demanded, and
Francois lay on his back and regarded,
wondering, at ease, the bronzed lined
face of big man standing over him.
Francois smiled; then laughed with
assurance of the others friendliness,
up into the strange mans face. He
got to his feet and stood.
mo, m'sieur," he said politely. Il
was only pleased at thinking what ]
am going to be some day."
"Ah! Is 1t permitted to ask what
magnificence it is that you are to be?"
Certainly 1t is permitted, m'sieur,"
Francois answered In his courageous,
courteous way. 81 shall one day be
marshal of France under another
Bonaparte.'"
The stranger watched him, aston
ished. and then he laid his hand on the
The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1914-01-30
CHAPTER ~.
Coming to His Own.


Six years ago, before Waterloo, Ma
poleon had given the new chateau Of
Vicques and its lands to general the
Baron Gaspard Gourgaud, whom he
had before then fashioned into very
good pattern of soldier out of mate
rial left over from the old aristocracy.
Vicques lay in the Valley Deiesmontes
-"of the mountains"-a league from
the little city Delesmontes, whose six
thousand inhabitants constituted it the
chief city Of this valley of the Jura.
Over Vicques hung the mountain
called lie Rose, behind LIE Rose doomed
that greater mountain called LIE Raj
meu; back of LIE Raimeu rolled the
Jura range.
The Baron-General Gourgaud, taking
possession Of the chateau in this
month of July, thought it lucky he had
not seen this domain of his before,
else the vision would have turned his
heart from his duty. After full career
almost In boyhood-for the Cross of
the Legion of Honor had come to him
at twenty-four-afte service in the
Spanish and Austrian campaigns and
diplomatic missions; after saving the
emperor's life at Moscow; after Water
loo, Napoleon had chosen him as one
of three officers to go with him to st.
Helena. The chateau and estate of
Vicques had been given to him by the
emperor after that brave and lucky
moment at Moscow when. the first
man to enter the Kremlin, he had
snatched the match from mass of
gunpowder which would moment
later have blown up both officers and
emperor
Ten years before he had married;
four years after that his wife had died,
and the daughter she left was now
girl of seven, fairy type of girl.
you are perfect in every way but
one, Alike" he said. as he swung her
high to kiss her. "You are"
81 know" the little girl interrupted,
comrade-like. II know the fault have.
am not boy. But l do not wish to
be boy, father. would then grow
to be a great fierce person with mus
tache-like you. Imagine me, father.
with mustache," and the two laughed
together.
Father, father!" Alike dashed into
the library.
There is queer, little. village boy
but a good boy, father. He has
brought you bunch of lettuce such
white fat lettuce! Will you see him?
He is a very good boy
alike, you are impayable," the gen.
eral groaned. Il am your plaything!
Yes, send for all the village-that will
help me with my writing"
Alike, ignoring sarcasm, had flown.
In a minute she was back and led by
the hand Francois.
"Ah!" the general greeted him stern
ly. my friend. the marshal! You
have already begun the attack on my
chauteau, it seems?"
mo, my seigneur." the boy an
swered gravely. mot yet. bring you
some salade as a present It is from
my mothers garden. chose the best
81 thank you." said the general with
seriousness. II am not sure II your
mother will thank you equally. 1t is
a good present"
Francois was gratified. LIE Claire
had this morning sent him to the gar
dens with a wide margin of time, and
the inspiration had come as he looked
down the cleaning row Of white let
tuce that he would take tribute and
make the visit which the seigneur had
asked him to make.
General Courgaud brought down his
The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1914-01-30

nSL on JaDle SO tnat IL raLLleu ana
Francois started-but not Alike.
Sabre de bois!" he threw at the
two children. You have ruined my
morning between you. l meant to fin
ish those cursed chapters this morn
ing. But let them wait Having the
honor to receive visit from an officer
of high rank, the least can do is to
entertain him. What amusement do
you prefer, Msieur the Marshal?
am at your service"
It was natural to Francois to believe
every one kindly; he accepted with
simplicity. IL with slight surprise. the
generals speech.
"The seigneur has fought battles I'M
der the great emperor himself?" the
boy asked in an awed tone.
YES" came the abrupt answer.
Think" whispered the French boy.
ITO have fought under the emperor"
And the old soldiers heart thrilled
suddenly. The child went on. IF the
seigneur would tell me story of one
fight-of just one!"
"Ratisbon, Ratisbon!" clamored
like, and she scrambled over the arm
of his chair to her fathers knee and
her hand went around his neck. Tell
about Ratisbon and the ditch and the
ladders, father
Haiti" ordered the general 81 have
not a week to talk. But l will tell
about Ratisbon IL you wish"
The deep voice stopped, then went
on again. 1.-THE Austrians held Rats
bon and the bridge across the Danube
river The emperor wished to take
the town and that bridge. Marshal
Lannes was ordered to do it. You see,
my children, the walls were very old
but filled with Austrian artillery, and
there was infantry on the parapets.
An old ditch lay under the walls,
large ditch. dry, but twenty feet high
and fifty feet wide. All the bottom of
it was a vegetable garden. To take
that town it was necessary to go down
into that ditch and climb up again to
the walls, and all the time one would
be under fire from the Austrians on
the walls-do you understand that,
children? Very well. Twice the mar
shall asked for fifty volunteers to take
the ladders and place them in the
ditch. Twice one hundred men sprang
forward, and it was necessary to
choose the fifty Twice they dashed
out, carrying the ladders, from behind
the great stone barn which had COW
cred them, and each time the detail
was wiped out-fifty men wiped out. 1t
was like that, my children, the fight at
Ratisbon."
"The emperor" Francois breathed
the emperor was there!"
Probably nothing, which had not to
do with his daughter, could have
touched General Gourgaud as did that
tribute.
"Sapristi!" he growled. "The arm
of the little corporal reaches long
way. The child has not even seen him.
and VOLTA, he loves him."
The childs face flushed. But yes.
my seigneur," Francois spoke quickly.
But yes. l have seen the emperor
you have seen Napoleon?" The
general was surprised. How is that?"
In boyish fashion, in homely Ian
guage of his class, yet with that dra-
matte instinct which is characteristic
ally French, Francois told his tale as
his grandmother had told it to him and
to his brothers and sisters-the tale
which the children called Napoleon
Comes" The general listened with a
sincere interest.
my boy" he addressed the lad, 81
do not know the law am a soldier.
The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1914-01-30
CHAPTER u.
The Stranger.


On an afternoon In July In the year
OF 1870, Francois, being ten years old
and dreamer, came alone through
the gate and sat down with his short
legs dangling over an ancient wall,
fifteen feet sheer down. He sat there,
quite comfortable and secure, and
kicked his heels, and thought of his
brilliant future, and also of the story
OF the great dog and the treasure. The
tradition ran that ages back, in the
time Of Caesar, fifty years after Christ.
a Roman governor in this Gallo prov
ince had built formidable castle on
this hill outside the village. The castle
had great granaries to hold the grain
which the governor tortured from the
peasants and sent to Rome to sell. So
he grew rich by oppression, and the
gold wrung from the people he piled in
cellars deep in his castle. When it
came to be great amount he sent far
to the north and got a huge dog, and
this dog he trained to a terrible fierce
ness, so that anyone coming near in
the long underground corridors where
he guarded the treasure was sure to
be torn in pieces, except always the
governor.
For years things went on in this
way, the governor grinding the peas.
ants, and the giant dog guarding him
and his treasure, till at last there came
a thunderbolt-the governor was sent
for to come to Rome to give an ac-
count of the riches which he had kept
from the emperor. He had to go, but
he left the dog In charge, and the night
after he was gone the peasantry gath
cred and set fire to the chateau and
burned it to the ground, and the dog
and the treasure were buried in it,
and there they are to this day The
people of Vicques believe that II a
man will go to dig that treasure and
will stay till midnight, that at twelve
exactly a colossal dog will rise from
the ruined stones and come, breathing
flames; in his mouth will be the key
of the treasure-vault, and back of him
will stand the ghost of the Roman gov
ernor wrapped in white, his face COW
cred. And if the man will be bold
enough to take the key from the fam
ing mouth, then dog and governor will
vanish in clap of thunder, and in
front of the daring one will rise the
door of the treasure-vault, and he may
turn the key and go in and help him
self.
Francois considered, and, feeling no
fear in his soul, decided that he was
the man destined to take the key out
of the dogs mouth and get the treas
ure, which he would at once transfer
intact to his mother. He had no need
for treasure; there were things more
important. 1t was for him to become
a marshal of France. Napoleon had
said SO; 1t must be SO; but he should
like, on the way to this goal, to face
the dog and take the key and give his
mother the treasure.
In the gaiety of the thought. and
feeling both ambitious all but accom-
plished by this decision, he lifted him.
self on the palms of his hands and
kicked out lightly over the abyss. AS
The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1914-01-30

slim shoulder in it's homespun blouse.
and his grave voice was gentle. my
child, be careful how you say words
like those; you may get your father
into trouble. It is good belief to
keep in ones heart, and you and may
yet shout Vive lEmpeYeur' for a Ma
poleon again. Yes. who knows? But
l must go on. Good day, my friend,
the marshal"
The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1914-01-30

Rise Chevalier Francois Beaupre.'
ne said clearly, and in the pause he
added, with a look In his eyes as If
one gazed forward: Some day, per-
maps, marshal of France under an
other Bonaparte.'"
The day book., 1914-07-10
BY JANE whitaker


able that nothing in the world SEEM
ed worth while and you felt spiteful
toward the people with laughing
faces and happiness in their hearts?
That was the mood in which en-
tered a. moving picture show one
night not long since. Consequently
when male creature crushed past
me and stepped on my foot l turned
toward him with a baneful glare.
Of course, expected the usual
empty apology because no apology
ever soothes a foot that has been
tramped on, but you can imagine my
surprise when instead of an apology
the mortal looked at me with grin
so good-natured and full of the joy
of living that before 1 thought l
grinned back.
That was mistake, because he
was flirtatious mortal and also an
irrepressible one, as l was soon to
discover
Having rectifed my mistake in
smiling by looking at him icily for
moment, l turned back to the pic
lures, only to be conscious that he
was dividing his attention between
the screen and my face.
And in the next interval when 1
knew he was looking at the pictures
/ looked at him. He really was quite
prepossessing; he had shock of
hair that made you just long to rum
pie it with your fingers, and his nose
wasn't very large or full of charac-
ter, but it turned up in an adorable
manner.
He caught me looking at him and
his green blue eyes flashed another
smile Of comradeship, but this time
wasn't caught off my guard, though
did turn hastily away.
Then something funny in picture
made me forget my grievance against
the world and l laughed aloud.
1t was the opportunity the firta-
The day book., 1914-07-10

0~-@
night"
made no reply, but this did not
discourage him, for very soon l felt
his shoulder pressed quite affection
ately against me and wriggled over
in my seat only to encounter the.
shoulder of very fat lady on the
other side, who glared at me, so
wriggled back.
This encouraged the fiirtatious
one still more. He contented him
self with leaning against me for a
few moments then, to my amaze
ment, he reached over and took hold
of my hand.
Of course, l tried to draw away,
but he held the hand so tightly 1
realized that unless wanted to Gre
ate scene better let it alone.
81 like you," he said in a whisper
that could be heard three seats away.
again looked at him icily.
'Do you like me?" he asked, still
louder.
Diplomacy dictated that, having
gotten myself into such a disagree
dDlCa OlIuclI1OhS SCI OOI VI II IAC DOOI
I could, so answered, briefly: "Oh,
yes"
A sigh of content and we both re-
laxed with my hand still clutched in,
his warm one.
do you come to the picture show
every night?" he again broke the
silence
mo"
will you come tomorrow night?"
81 don't know"
eff you do come, will you look for
me?"
Imade no answer, but reached sug-
gestively toward my hat.
"All the pictures amt done," he
said, clutching my hand still more
tightly: There's three and there's
only been two now"
1 sat through the third picture,
The day book., 1914-07-10
THE STORY OF A SCANDALOUS FILTRATION
CARRIED ON IN A NICKEL SHOW

without waiting for my reply" there
was an awful funny one in here last
night"
1 made no reply, but this did not
Il IL E., foI4
The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1914-05-01
FUSED TO Be" Days.

Things are not what they used to be-" No, and when they
used to be they were different from the days in the more distant
past, yet there ART some people who will try to apply the business
methods of the used to be- days to the present; there are farmers.
yes many farmers, who are using the same character of tools and
same plan OF crop culture that was vogue century ago. Where is the
person that would choose the old stage coach over the vestbule
train, Or the OK cart over the automobile? Where is the person that
wOuld. refuse the telephone or the daily mail by the rural carrier be-
cause IN used to be" days his father per chance got mail but once a
week? Let the banker, the merchant and the farmer wake up to the
tact that new conditions are upon them days that are here by force
of circumstances-and that to apply the old order to the new is
to stand still, is to burn daylight. This lesson should especially be
learned by the farmer because it is from him that the balance of the
country must get sustenance. He is the backbone, the marrow, the
real life that primarily directs the social and financial destiny of the
world, His very independence has begotten a lethargv and a state
OF seltsatistaction that has retarded his progress and has prevented
him from attaining that prosperity which his business entities him to
receive. The sun of a better day is Just peepjng over the eastern
hills for this section. 1t is coming because Of broader intelligence,
a more general dissemination of knowledge and the application of
that standard taught by christian ethics.
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The Jury that found Walter guilty did not requte the same proc
that some Mississippi juries do.
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DR.. John B. Elliott, Professor of
Theory and Practice, Tulane Univer-
sity, New Orleans, La, writes:
Having seen the beneficial results
of Robinson Springs water in kidney
trouble during the past ten years, |
heartily recommend it and give you
permission to refer to me-"
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ooNhsp', Wioo., GU. 10, 1910.
Messrs. R. l.. Bradley e. Bro,
Props. Robinson Spring.
Gentlemen:-Whil Superintendent of
the Mississippi State Insane Hospital,
we were induced. due to the reputation
Of this water, to try it in quite a num-
Der of cases of what we supposed to be
Nephritis, and at the time of my resig-
nation as Superintendent, it was IN
daily use; and we were much pleased
with the results as used in this class of
cases, hence have no hesitancy in rec
ommending this water, especially in
this class of kidney trouble. Besides,
the water seems to be a fine construc-
tive in those with shattered nerves.
Respectfully submitted,
(Signed) T. j. MITCHELL, M. D.,
Il am just from DR.. Elliott's lecture
and he recommended thu Robinson
Springs water in the treatment of
chronic Parenchymatous Nephritis on
which he lectured before the class"
T. P. SARTOR.
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This is to certify that we have used
the water from Robinson Spring in
various diseases of the kidneys, bladder
and bowels during the past seven or
eight years, and have found it of emf
nent benefit in such diseases.
JAMES r. JIGGITTS, NJ D.,
Canton, Miss.
The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1914-05-01

Bnbo 5 still disappointed He asked for a change of venue
from Nlcksburg to Jackson. and it was granted. He is bowling now
because he thinks Jackson will be even more unfair than Nicksburp.
About the only way he can be pleased will be to nolle PROSE- the
case. There is an old saying, Give a calf plenty of rope and he will
hang himself. Bilbo was in hopes that the change of venue
wouldn be granted and then he could cry persecution. Bilbo has
heckled us about as long a S We propose to stand for it. 1t is time
for him to step down and out.-Senatobia Democrat.