Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1915-04-09

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an ideal. She pinned to have her
niece q duchess, and never spoke the
unfortunate sabron's name.
They were surrounded by fashion
able life. AS soon as their arrival had
been made known there had been a.
h3tter Of cards and q passing Of
carriages and automobiles, and this
worldly life added to the unhappi-
ness and restlessness of Julia. Among
the guests had been one woman whom
she found sympathetic; the woman's
eyes had drawn Julia to her. It was
Comtesse de la Maine, widow,
young as herself and, as Julia said,
vastly better.looking. Turning to
fremont on the balcony, when he told
her she was beautiful. she said:
Madame de la Maine is my ideal Of
loveliness."
The young man wrinkled his fair
brow.
DO you think SO, Mademoiselle?
Why?'.
"she has character as well as per-
feet lines. Her eyes look as though
they could weep and laugh. Her
mouth looks as though it could say
adorable things"
fremont laughed softly and said:
60 on. you amuse me-"
".And her hands look as though they
could caress and comfort. like her
awfully. I wish she were my friend"
fremont said nothing, >and she
glanced at him suddenly.
she says such lovely things about
you, Monsieur"
Really! She is too indulgent."
Don't be worldly" said Miss Red.
r,ond gravely. be human. like you
best so. Don't you agree with met" &
Madame de Ia Maine Is a very
charming woman" said the young
man, and the girl saw change come
over his features.
At this moment. as they stood so
together, fremont pulling his mus.
tache and looking out through the
bougainvillea vines, dark figure
made its way through the garden to
the villa, came and took its position
under the balcony where the duke and
Miss Redmond leaned. It was q ma
tive, a man in filthy rags. He turned
his face to fremont and bowed low
to the lady.
"Excellency," he said in broken
French, my name is Hammet Abou.
I was the ordinance of Monsieur lie
Canitaine de- Sabron."
WHAT" exclaimed fremont, what
did you say?"
ASK him to come up here" said
Julia Redmond, ''or, no-let US go
down to the garden
TT is damp" said fremont, ''let me
get you a shawl"
mo, no. need nothing"
She had hurried before him down
the little stairs leading into the gar
den from the balcony, and she had be-
gun to speak to the native before Ire
mont appeared. In this recital he adj
dressed his words to Julia alone.
II am q very poor man, Excellency,"
he said in melliduous tone, and very
SICK
Have you any money. Monsieur"
pray do not suggest it" said the
duke sharply. Let him tell what he
will; we will pay him later"
II have been very SICK" said the
man. Il have left the army. I do
not like the French army" said the
native simply.
"You are very frank" said fremont
brutally. why do you come here Of
any rate?'
Hush" said Julia Redmond i'm
ploringly. do not anger him, Mon.
sieur, he may have news" She asked:
"Have you news?" and there was .
note in her voice that made fremont
glance at her.
Il have seen the excellency and
her grandmother" said the native.
many times going into the garrison"
What news have you of Captain.
de Sabron?" asked the girl directly
Without replying, the man said In =
melancholy voice:
II was his ordonnance, saw him
fall in the battle Of Dirbal. I saw
him shot in the side. ! was shot, too.
Sect"
He started to pull away his rags.
fremont clutched him.
You beast he muttered. ana
pushed him back. II you have any
thing to say. say It"
Looking at julia Redmond's color
less face. the native asked meaningly:
Does the excellency wish any