The daily star-mirror. (Moscow, Idaho) 1911-1939, 1915-06-08
(Oopyrlght By The Robbs- NerrM Oompeny3
CHAPTER XVII,
Valor in Retrospect.


chestnuts bloom in the green dells
where the delicate young foliage
holds the light as in golden cups, a
young man walked through one of the
small allees of the Bots at the fash.
1onable noon hour, little reddish dog
trotting at his heels. The young man
walked with an imperceptible limp.
He was thin, as men are who have
lived hard and who have overcome
tremendous obstacles. He was tanned
as men are Drowned who have come
from eastern and extreme southern
countries
The little dog had also an imper-
ceptibfe limp occasioned by a bicycle
running over him when he was a
puppy.
The two companions seemed i'm
mensely to enjoy the spring day. Sab
ron every now and then stood for
few moments looking at the gay
passers-by. pedestrians and eques-
TRANS, enjoying to the full the repose
of civilization, the beauty of his own
land.
Pitchoune looked with Indifference
upon the many dogs. He did not stir
from his masters side. When Sabron
was quiet, the little animal stood at
attention; he was soldiers dog. He
could have told dog stories to those
insignificant worldly dogs - could
have told of really thrilling adven-
lures. His brown eyes were pathetic
with their appeal of affection as they
looked up at his beloved master. He
had a fund of experience such as the
poodles and the terriers led by their
owners could not understand There
fore Pitchoune was Indifferent to them.
Not one OF those petted. ridiculous
house dogs could have run for miles
in the dark across an African desert,
could have found Benz Medinet and
fetched relief to his master Pitchoune
was proud OF it. He was very well
satisfied with his career He was
still young; other deeds of valor per-
haps lay before him-who can tell?
At any rate he had been shown about
at the ministry of war, been very
much admired, and he was a proud
animal
When Sabron spoke to him he leaped
upon him and wagged his tail. After
few moments, as the two stood near
the exit of an alice leading to one
of the grand avenues, Pitehoune slowly
went in front of his master and
toward two ladies sitting on bench
in the gentle warmth of the May sun
light Pitchoune. moved from his
usual Indifference, gave short bark,
walked up to the ladies', and began
to snuff about their feet. The younger
lady exclaimed, and then Sabron, lift
ing his hat came forward, the crimson
color beating in his dark tanned |
cheeks.
The Marquise d'Esclignac held out |
both hands to the officer:
TITS nearly noon" she said, land
you don't forget that you have prom
ised to lunch with US, do you, Mon
sieur lie Capitaine?"
Sabron, bending over her hand, as
sured her that he had not forgotten.
Then his eyes travelled to her COM
panion. Miss Redmond wore a very
simple dress, as was her fashion, but
the young officer from Africa, who had
not seen her near by until now and
who had only caught a glimpse of her
across the opera house, thought that
he had never seen such a beautiful
dress in all his life. 1t was made of
soft gray cloth and fitted her closely,
and in the lapel of her mannish little
buttonhole she wore few Parma vio-
let's. He recognized them. They had
come from bunch that he had sent
her the night before He kissed her
hand, and they stood talking together,
the three of them, for few moments,
Pitchoune stationing himself as SEN
tinel by Miss Redmond's side.
The Marquise d'Esclignac rose. The
young girl rose as we'll, and they
walked on together.
Mes enfants," said the Marquise
d'Esclignac, don't go with your usual
rush, Julia. Remember that Monsieur
de Sabron is not as strong as Her I
cules yet / will follow you with !
Pitchoune."
But she spoke without knowledge of +
The dog. Now feeling that some I'M +
wonted happiness had suddenly burst /
lpon the horizon that he knew, Pit r
,houne seemed suddenly seized with a +
'ollicking spirit such as had been his
some years ago. He
ore like mad down the path in front ;,
If Sabron and Miss Redmond. He ,
vhirled around like dervish, he
lashed across the road in front of b
dashed back again,
bringing upon his master and whin-
ng at the girls feet. +.
"See." said Sabron, how happy he IL
j."