The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1915-04-16
The ; st of
October, 1913
By F. A. Mitchell

dents ball in the Latin quarter OF
Paris. on his way to his hotel in the
Rue Rivoli crossed the bridge leading
into the Place de la Concorde. Just
as he reached the fountain midway
between the two obelisks a clock in
deep tone struck the hour Of 1.
Something like a shudder came over
the young man. Perhaps It was the
loneliness. for the Place was deserted
that is, at the moment. since this
central location can never be said to
he deserted for any length Of time
even in the small hours Of morning.
Perhaps 1t was the contrast between
his surroundings and the gay scenes
he had just left, a contrast heightened
by his knowledge Of the history Of the
location where stood the fountain he
was passing. He stopped and unused.
During the reign Of terror where the
fountain is now stood the guillotine.
Every day a succession Of carts
brought victims to this Mokoch Of the
revolution. At first the nobility Of
France were In process Of removal:
then when factions became jealous of
each other the party in power removed
those who were its rivals. For awhile
Itobcspierre was virtual dictator and
decided who should be executed. The
leaders of the Conservatives. the
GirOndists. he sent after those of royal
md noble blood. Then a new faction
Gained the supreme power and sent
Robcspierre after the Girondists
While Goodwin unused there was no
Sound but a distant cab rafting over
the stones or a shout Of laughter from
Il cafe on the Champs ElySees. And
ever then came at intervals the thought
that he was alone. But suddenly
he caught sight through the spray of
the fountain Of a woman's figure on
the other side Of the basin. lmpelled
by curiosity he moved around to where
she stood. What was his astonishment
to see one whose features indicated
that she was a lady. Her dress also
bespoke her rank. The costume al
in the directoire style which was in
vogue some time Ago.. She was very
pale.
1t has never been permitted to Par-
sian ladies to be on the street alone
even at midday. AS for a lady being out
unattended at l o'clock in the morn
ing. such q thing was unthinkable, and
yet the American was positive that
the person be saw on the other side
of the fountain was q lady. Her fea-
lures were French. As to her costume.
though it was in a style in vogue a
hundred years before-a style that had
been revived-the collar and cap were
those worn at the close Of the eight.
eenth century.
Madame" exclaimed Goodwin.
surely you have been. through some
your coachman. caught out alone. Will
YOU permit me to call a carriageT"
What day is this? p asked the lady.
DAY Of the week or the month";"
The month"
This is the 31st of October"
do you hear them singingY"
Surely this woman had lost her rea-
son and. having eluded her keeper.
had wandered forth in the night.
Goodwin was at a loss to know what
to do-whether to call the police or a
cab.
There are only three voices now"
continued the woman. Mine was one
| Of the first to be stifled."
Wont you take my arm. madame?'
said Goodwin. extending it. THE
night is chill. and you do not to
be sufficiently clad"
Now there are two was the only
, reply.
Il beg Of you come with me-for a
little way-to the Rue RivoIi. We will
find a cab there"
Now there Is one"
Goodwin was badly upset. Alone in
Paris with a crazy woman between I
and 2 in the morning, he would have
left her. but this would be desertion.
He could not bring himself to do it,
Fortunately a cab came cross the
bridge. When it arrived opposite the
fountain he ran out to call the driver.
AS uc Slul tCu Iuc Idut uC was leu IuS
said:
Now, there is nOne."
The cabman stopped, and his cab
was empty. Goodwin returned for the
lady.
She was gone.
All in a shiver. Goodwin got into the
cab and was driven to his hotel.
The next afternoon he walked out
through the Place de la Concorde. The
day was bright and the space was fll-
ed with carriages and pedestrians. He
stood by the fountain on the exact spot
where he had stood the night before.
Had he been dreaming?
Three years later he was reading a
history of the Girondists. The last
pages Of the book gave an account of
how they died on the %guillotine singing
, the "Marseillaise." the volume Of sound
growing less till the last n sang
alone. That single voice stilled, all
had persisted. Turning to the date of
this one Of the most dramatic scenes
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