The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1914-09-24
CHAPTER XXXVIII.
THE NIGHT BEFORE

Out in the dark, in the harbor OF
Boulogne the ship Edinburgh Castle
Jay rocking in the wind. Prince Louis
Bonaparte. who had chartered her. and
the handful of his followers who had
sailed with him on her from England
nad dlsemharlSed quietly at twilight,
ana In small companies had succeeded
M entering the town and the quarters
OF the officers who We're, in France. the
nucleus and the hope of their attempt.
IN the rooms of Lieutenant Aladenize.
the most of the prince, a short council
had peen held to go over once more
the plans which had Deer discussed
n settled by letters for weeks al
ready. The work was carefully ar
ranged; there was almost nothing to be
changed, and the little of men
VINO We're trying so large a fate, scat
.elea' win grave faces, with quiet
good nights to the prince who might
tomorrow night be their emperor. to
the prince for whose sake they might
tomorrow night be any or ali ruined
men or dead men.
Charles Thelip, his valet of many
Years, his highness' belong
ii pusily In Lieutenant Aladenize's
bedroom; the prince heard-subcon-
sclously attentive to small things-as
the servant moved about. yet he stood
lost In his thoughts, as the last Of
tlGer ieft him. One HAND lay on a
WILL apeIS Oh the eXDedl
tlon; the gray dull eyes were fixed vet
on the door that had shut out his
TRENDS. There was no hin of wayer-
ing In the poised mind; there was no
SHADOW OF doubt of his destiny, yet the
man was very human. and fonieht
great loneliness seized him. These pood
IeiioWs who We're risking their lives and
tneir fortunes for him We're devoted IN
MIN without doubt, yet what did n
amount to? That they hoped for adj
oancement though him, it would be
absurd to resent; one and all thew he
iieved that he would be emperor. thev
knew that he would be grateful. their
fortunes We're made If tomorrow should
succeed. They had much friendliness
tor him-he realized that under his
lallers taclturn name he had his
mothers gift of winning hearts and
tnat his followers loved HMM a va
6ut what did it amount to-,oye Of
lolloWers for a prince? He loneed to-
nlght Ior something more personal and
suoaenly. with a pang, he knew what
= 40 "aH.eo.lke the homesick lad who
nag cried himself to sleep at the T,1fI-
ler1es 25 years before, he wanfad bis
mother. hS
The tie between Hortense and ,b,s
youngest and dearest son had hean
c!ose. and this was the first great event
mind n charming spirit had NJ
prayed It's part. Before his attennnt on
strasburg, now three years ago he bad
prepared two letters, one in cssa ~
success. one of failure, to be Sent ofs
bos..iasee 70 the queen. i'll at Arene-
peiB, tonight there was no one to write
70, no one to whom his success ~
azure meant more than to himself
Aii tilat warmth and eager honefulness
Which had outlasted danger and exfIa
and illness n age, had gone from
eafth. n the body of Hortensa Law IN
tie llIIlGE nhJJrPh nf p---s
inalson. The E~mperor-to-ha drar-as
INTO a chair, his head fell and his 90
ssistened arms rustled amid the rians
pi l~ortflcations n the writing ,srSe-
llIs cneek was wet. The weakness VS.
oniy Tor a moment, and ouieYiy 80 X
did everything, the prince n,,Iiss ! 81 e
SEN together. He sat erect ana l5es
ensa. Ihelin was brushing niofhas
Win energy In the bedroom aas
lIough another door there came =
ISL gsn sound OF a paper turned. OF a
gay song sung softly. Ana
glow suddenly warmed the ,rsa
neart; here was some one vino
had known his mother. who had &c.
lndeed. for a few days her son. here
Mas some one who cared for him. he
esmasea IT, with a half-congurning
name or devotion. Since the mans az
rival from Virginia six weeks hefore
20 nave him near himself had been ]
pleasure to Louis Bonaparte. he
seemed to bring back h freshness ~
MS early days. of the young
Whsn MS t shone for him. dtstan
perhaps. but ~undimnaed by tho hiaate
clouds which drove now across IL He
was a bit superEtittious about Fran
co.'s as well. with an idea. which he
spoke 10 no one, that a pivotal Interest
OF MS career rested in the modest fig
Have a care of that young man nv
prince" had said General MonthoIan
far" IN zoo
The princes faint smile CLEANED. II
WouId trust the empire to his loyal
heart, general"
But yes nswered TIE general
swiftly" ITO his heart, but not to his
mead. He is of the sdreamers-a WIS.,
lonary. He might ruin many months,
work with one good Intention, And
the prince reflected. but did not agree.
lie rose. this night in B%oulosne. as
the paper rustled and the little French
provisional chanson sounded from the
room where Francois Beaupre. now his
secretary, had been stalled, and stepped
to the closed door.
-De tous cote's pon que ie suis bette,
sang softly. The prince
smiled; He knew the song and its
pace In French history. AS he opened
door the singing stopped; the
youHg man sprang respectfully to his