The Morgan County press. (Wartburg, Tenn.) 1916-1926, 1916-10-12
Even the Auctioneer Has Nothing I
Say. and Bids Arc Made In
I. Writing.

Christophe, and a servant Louls?'
Henri Christophe told him that thu
: facts were so.
Where are they?" the officer asked
. him then.
"The servant fed with the others.
Christophe replied. my daughter Il
In her room, m'sieu." He turned
toward the door through which little
Jeanne had sought asylum. But Major
Won Brenig stopped him.
"No, shall do that" he informed
him. And at his bidding Sergeant
Schmidt sprang forward to find the
girl. Her father simply pointed toward
the proper door. And his heart sank as
he realized the fright that would seize
the timid little thing at such sum-
mons. But he had not long to ponder
upon that: for Major Won Brenig
straightway resumed his catechism.
"You have six rooms," he continued.
1.-TWO of these will be occupied by my
self and officers for the night. You
will have them prepared at once, two
beds each. The other four rooms will
be shared by the infantry who will be
stationed here. For them you will
need make no preparations"
Henri Christophe bowed obediently.
"You have ground here-enough to
Craze two hundred horses the mat
ter-of-fact major proceeded. "You
have three cows. two horses, a hay
stack, plenty of chickens and pigs. Is
that not right?"
Eyes. m'sieu, quite right" the INN
keeper replied. He was staggered,
stupefied, by that amazing and accu-
rate inventory.
"All these we shall take; but we
shall of course pay for them" the off,
Ger told him.
And then Sergeant Schmidt returned,
with little Jeanne covering beside his
bulky figure. At the sight Of her ia
Their she rushed across the room and
chung to him, piteous spectacle.
"Ah, mon pere, am afraid am
afraid" she stammered.
He patted her gently.
"There, there, Jeanne-they will not |
hurt YOU" Henri Christophe said.
Major Won Brenig looked with some |
slight perturbation upon the sight of
the frightened girl shrinking against
her natural protector. as If he still had
power to shield her from all evil.
mo, my pretty little one, we are not
DEVILS" he said. 1--WE will not harm
you. | am father myself"
"There-what did tell your ex-
claimed the relieved Henri
"You are quite safe, my child" the
major added-"so long as you obey"
Already the summer air vibrated
With the far-off boom Of heavy guns.
And now bugle In the street outside
olared an order to the troops that were
fling past the Lion dor.
"Oh, papa" the little creature cried.
But Henri Christophe knew that the
situation must be faced.
Nov. Jeanne, will you prepare the
ooms in four and six-two beds in ,
ZACH? In the others these gentlemen
will Sleep" He bent over her In order ]
o emphasize his words. Il
"But we have guests already" she
him. Ii
Her father turned a rueful face upon
he major.
"Ah, m'sleu, l had forgotten. We
ave two lodgers," he explained.
"Who are they?" t
Zone is an American gentleman. I
l'sieu; and the other Frenchwoman." b
"Well, put them out of their rooms.
Ve must occupy Them" |,
you hear, Jeanne" Christophe said.
"Oui, mon PEREZ"
Then hurry. my childv' he urged Il
er.
Major Won Brenig gave her one last a
der
"And tell those two-those guests n
ey shall report here to me at once" 10
"Oui, m'sieu." Jeanne Christophe
lrried away then. oil
"And now, m'sleu, I go to prepare
'ur dinner" her father told the officer. b,
"Just a moment! You have here no "l
earns Of any description"
"None, m'sieu." A
"You have no telephone7" lie
None, m'sieu" dr
Major Won Brenig wheeled about al
en-, and waved his hand at some ns
,ge placards which his men had al
ady fastened to the walls OF the
om.