The Morgan County press. (Wartburg, Tenn.) 1916-1926, 1916-10-26
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mon. non. m's!eu!" she said with al
the veacmetce ahe could muster.
Enough az talking!" Strestinan sait
With cruel glance at her white face
Take him outi' he ordered the cor
poral.
For one brief moment father and
daughter ciasped each other 80 q last
| embrace.
ut Is the end. my little Jeanne
GOod-by! Pray for me!'' Henri Chris
topic said brokenly. And In that In
slant a new dignity came to hlm-a
dignity such as must have clothed the
ancient martyrs. or that later tragic
figure. for whom his, own daughter was
named-Jeanne d'Arc-when the 81.
preme summons overlook them. ut u
all over. ma petite" he repeated. AM!
then he drew himself up to his fullest
height and looked at his unyieldinc
Judge unfinchingly. II am innocent.
Those were the last words that Henri
Christophe spoke.
Henry Streetman made gesture OF
Impatieuce. The scene bored him.
Jeanne Christophe burst into Wild
torrent OF words. Alternately she ad-
dressed Streetman and her father.
mo. no. nor she shrieked, az II she
could not have that frightfui thing
that Observation-Disclosures. "Oh. m'sieu!
For the love Of God! My IA
Their | pray you. ;. No.
no! He Is my father. love
thee. love theer she sobbed. :.
"Oh. m'sieu-I beg you"
"Take him out!" That was Street.
mans only answer.
Lit4'e Jeanne would not leave her ia
theirs side. As they dragged Henri
Christophe from the room she still
chung to him. And still she shrieked:
FOR the love of God! No. no! Oh.
papa. oh. papa! love thee. !"
Major von Brenig looked inqulringly
at his colleague from the Wilhelm
strasse.
"You wanted me. captain r. he asked.
"The proprietor here is spy" Street
man said.
"Christophe-a spy? Are you sure?'
Absolutely surev' Streetman re-
piled. This telephone leads to the
French. And | have settled the affair.""
Even as he spoke scream from out
side reached their ears-a woman's
And Immediately there fol-
lowed the sound Of volley.
Major Won Brenig turned his head
and listened.
"Ah. mon pere!" 1t was. Jeanne
Jhristophe sobbing.
Already she had flung herself upon
1er fathers riddled body.
Major Won Brenig cast reproving
glance at his haughty fellow officer.
"Good God-so soon? Without In
he exclaimed. what II
lie were innocent?"
But Streetman had no misgiylrgs.
"Ah! 1t will be lesson to these
'thers." he said carelessly.
In the adjoining room Charlie Brown
nd the German sergeant had heard
hose shots. And now they burst upon
hestwo officers in great excitement
"What happened? Is 1t the French?"
,harlie called.
"Tt is fnished-the damned spyw
treetman rejoined.
"What's happened?" Charlie asked
gain.
"A matter of war;" the major to
i'm brief1y-"that Is not OIL my con
cience." He was far from approving
( Streetman's hasty action.
1.-THE execution of a spy!' Streetman
lterposed. And the words were hard"
; out of his mouth before several pft"
ates squeezed through the entrance to
lie keeperless inn. There were two
les; and between them they bore
.retcher. upon which there lay some
ling covered with sheet A little
Istance behind the gruesome process
on Jeanne Christophe followed sob
ing.
One glance told Charlie Brown what
,sted upon that stretcher-that 1t was
10 body of someone who but few
oments before had stood there In the
anting sunlight of the summer after
BON and faced the firing squad. Out I
respect he removed bis hat. He {
d not know who the unfortunate {
light have been. But nevertheless he {
as profoundly shocked. I
"Poor devil. I'm sorry for him /
hoover he wasT he said. 4
Major Won Brenig~ drew a paper 1
ON a pocket of his coat {
"Here is your pass" he told the {
as he handed him the docu- c
emf. 1--WE have decided that you shall 1
to Brussels" he added. The major I
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