Bisbee daily review., 1914-08-18

NNN NNANNN AN 70 NAANtAAN hAAA hAAA AAA 0aAA NAAN palace. and out between the lines of drowsy Austrian sentinels passed a procession of whose true character they were far from aware. else history had changed. The guard watched the departure. the sick lady Hortense- late queen of Holland. as they all knew more or less clearly. drove away slowly in her travelling caleche, and on the box was a young man in the liv- cry of a groom whom no one of the halfawake soldiers knew for Prince Louis Napoleon; in the middle Of the second carriage sat another youth of two or three years younger who was, the queens servants had been told, the Marquis Zappi Their pass ports were examined and they went through the gates of the city without awakening the least suspicion.
 Not once in all their dramatic series of escapes and disguises were Hor- tense and her sons betrayed. but they had to fear the indiscretion of their friends more than the malignity of their enemies. and this part of Italy was full of friends high and low.
 At length it was time for Prace Louis and the sham marquis to drop their liveries and travel as the sons of the English woman for whom their passport was made out. The clothes which Beaupre was Co wear had be- longed to the young man dead at Forli Louis Bonaparte's brother-and as he presented himself dressed in them, he saw the painful flush which crept upon the prince'J face.
 Your highness, l am sorry," he stammered. "It is grief to me. And then he threw himself impulsively on his knees by the side of Louis chair My prince, wear them with reyer. ence, he said, and then, hesitating, he added: Perhaps l would seem less unworthy if your highness knew that mere secretary as am. l am yet more l am noble. It is not simple Francois Beaupre whom you honor. but a man created chevalier by the sword of the emperor"
 The dull eyes Of the prince shot a glance between drooping lids. "What is it you mean. monsieur2" he de manded But at the moment the queen entered the room, and the lads sprang to their feet Her eyes caught the picture of the young Frenchman in hi. new dress at once; they opened wide and then filled with tears.
 Louis. Louis!" she cried. and laiC her hand on his arm. He looks lik, him; he looks like Napoleonl"
 A deSerential knock sounded at th, door Francois sprang to it. and tn, landlord stood in the opening, bowinl elaborately-a soldiery old man witt thick grizzled hair
 "A ~thousand pardons for dlsturbinl miladi and the messieurs," and milad smiled forgiveness. Might an ol, soldier Of the emperor dare to say tha one could not help knowing the em peror's hnsmen?" He bowed loy again to both boys alike, and agail ] Honcnse smiled at him. It was com l forting to know that the two seeme brothers to the world in general an, l she was SO used to recognition am ! loyalty now that they appeared to be 1 long together. Might an old soldie l of the emperor dare to show miladi- ! her majesty-and the highuesses, tn
 sword which the emperor himself ha ] touched, the sword which he. lea ] Gredin, an old cuirassier of the guard
 had carried in four battles? Ther
 was a little story of the sword, a stor
 also of the wonderful goodness of tn
 emperor which miladi-her majesty
 permitting, he would like to tell to hel
 as also to the highnesses."
 And her majesty permitting. an
 the boys pleased and interested, th old cayalryman brought the sword an
 drew it from it's sheath and gave it
 each Of them to handle, and called O
 them to remark how it was as kee
 and bright as it had ever been at Uh or Austerlitz He cleared his throa
 strongly, for the tale.
 "Miladi-her majesty-permitting
 he began, Cit was on a day two day after the great battle of Austerlit
 The country as her majesty and th l highnesses will remember was in
 most dangerous condition. Desperat bands" Why was it the landlor , stopped?
 } The party, caught by the fervor D his manner stared at him, annoyed 2
 the tale of the emperor, promising { well, halted at its beginning. Tl man stood as if drawn to his tiptoe every muscle tense, his head turne 3 toward the doorway listening. And suddenly they were aware of stir, a growing noise; there were ga loDing horses: there was a Jingle . harness, and voices coming neare B With a step backward the landlol flashed a glance from under busl brows down the corridor, through tl ' open door at the end. which gave ( ! the court of the inn.
 Mon dieul" He faced the thre
 standing startled. He spoke fast ar low Madame, it is a squad of Au
 trian soldiers; they are upon us. Wh ,. can we do?" He hesitated only SC q ond "Bleu-bleu-my horse-saddl'
 under the tree yonder-if one of q ,. princes-if the prince-' He glano. b uncertainty from one lad to the other
 But the game was out of his hand b Quicker hands than his had caught tl | play. Francois Beaupre, the saber