The Dolores star. [volume] (Dolores, Montezuma County, Colo.) 1901-current, 1914-11-06

lonseA for his own people - ~ went
over again that time Of excitement
and sorrow. ending with the elder
boys death at FOFli and his own ~.
mesa and narrow escaps from capture.
what mother!" he cried aloud.
tossing up his hands with French deur
onstrativsness. ~ the memory came
to him Of the days In Ancona when hs
lay at deaths door. hidden In the very
room next that Of the Austrian gen
eral. saved only at last By the mar
velous mothers Wit and courage. The
journey through Italy 70 France. that
was drama enough for one life. REQ
ognised at every turn. betrayed never.
and ending with-Princs Louis smiled
his slow dim smile-a hitting ending
indeed to days whose every minute
was adventure. He thought OF the
landlord Of the INN, the old cavalry
man; the young Frenchman-Beaupre
that was the name; II was set In his
memory: had been In that tenacious
memory since an afternoon Of 1924.
when . runaway schoolboy prince had
slipped over the Jura. and played with
three other children. about . ruined
castle: he saw Francois Beauprs take
reverently In his hanc the sword which
Napoleon had held-and then the
alarm! That was . fne sight--the
dash of the youngster through tho
startled mob OF Austrians: the flying
leap to the horse; the skirmish to get
free, and. at last. the rush Of the
chase. He had seen II all. watching
quietly while his mother and the land
lord implored him to hide himself.
That young Frenchman-if he should
be alive--if ever he should meet him
again Prince Louis would not forget.
It was psychological that he should
have been thinking this when knock
sounded deferentially ON the door Of
the room. But picturesque coinci.
dences happen In lives - well ~ ON
the stage: in Louis Napoleon's there
was more than one. "Entrez!" he
called sharply. and then. "Come int"
The door swung slowly and Aaron.
white-aproned and wbite-eyeballed.
stood In It. ."
"Marse Prince" he stated with dig.
nifty of service which crowned heads
could not daunt. "ole Marse SEN me
bring you dis hyer Marse Bopray."
A light figure stepped before the
black and white Of Aaron, and halted.
and bowed profoundly. The light from
the window shone on bis face and the
dark immense eyes that lifted toward
Prince Louis, and for . moment ne
stared. puzzled. Was he In the pres
emit! surely this man was part OF tne
past which ne had been reviewing.
surely ne hao played role IN me
princes history-where! WIN .
nashing thought into the years ne
knew
Mon anil" cried Louis Bonaparte,
and sprang forward and stretched out
both hands. his royalty forgotten In
the delight OF seeing face which re-
called his youth and his mother.
Francois. two minutes later. found
himself standing. bursting with loyal.
~ and pride. with the princes hands
csAspins me- anu inc p5incos usns'
formed face beamins on him.
You rode like the devil" said the
prince. But the Austrians had the
horses. That poor Bleu.bleu! How
did you get away? Where have you
been! Mon Dteu. but We looked fos
you. zappi and IL
But no. your hishness. ] did not
get away. smiled Francois Besupre
- II impsrting Joyful bit OF news.
They caught me"
And he told briefly his story Of the
I'VE Year, In prison. Of tho desperate
escape. OF the rescue and voyage to
America. OF his wrecked health. not
yet re-established. Through the &C
count shone the unconQuerable French
saiety. Another thing there was
which . Frenchman and . Bonaparte
could not fail to see-that the thought
OF his service to the house Of Bona.
parte had been . sustaining pride,
and the hope OF future service an In
spring hope.