The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1917-04-26


can. rather wanted you, but perhaps
it is best for me to fight it out alone.
Will you help me pack bag? Get the
one, from my dressing room while
take plunge"
"Quick, Robert Carruthers, make an
excuse to that Roberta, marquise Of
Cree anl Bye, who is Of such fool
ishness, that you must go with your
beloved Gouverneur Faulkner for his
aid" said to myself.
ut is necessary that your foreign
secretary accompany you to deal with
that gentleman of France who is In
prison, my Gouverneur Faulkner"
said with decision as rose from the
side of the table with great quick
ness. 81 must return home for few
necessities of my toilet for those three
days, but will be back in what that
coed Kizzie says to be jiffy. when
speaking of cooking that is delayed"
wont be time for you to 60 home,
boy" he answered me. looking at a
clock upon the mantel over his large
fireplace. You are still In your even
| Ing clothes, l see. But that's easy.
You climb into that pink coat and a
pair of those corduroy trousers of
mine you see hanging III my dressing
| room haven't hunted for two
years, but they are still there. Put
linen in that saddlebag OH the shelf
for us both out Of the drawers in the
old chest over there. Take heavy
socks to go under the leggings. You'd
better put on flannel shirt. too, and
take an extra one for both of us.
Well travel light. I'll only be in the
bath couple of minutes" With which
assurance he entered the room of the
bath and closed the door upon me.
"Mon Dieu, Roberta. marquise of
| Gree and Bye!' was all that allowed
myself to exclaim, as l made Il very
quick rush for that dressing room,
switched OH the light, flung off my
coat, seized pair of corduroy riding
breeches that hung in corner beside
another pair, discarded my own broad
cloth and struggled with both of my
legs the same moment into them
Then in hurry as great as | shall
ever know, l discovered gray flannel
shirt in a drawer of the very tall old
| mahogany chest and inserted myself
into that with an equal rapidity. A
wide leather belt made the two very
| large garments secure around my
waist. and | again allowed breath tt
come into my lungs. l then opened G
very queer bag, which l knew to bt
for saddle, that was upon shelf IL
the dressing room and began to pu
things into it, according TO direction:
of the Gouverneur Falkner The othel
pair Of those riding breeches l lait
with another of the flannel shirts in :
great conspicuouslfess upon chai
in the bedroom directly in front Of th'
door from the dressing room.
Were going to make a record get
away. boy" said that Gouvcrneu
came. clothed in those riding trouser
and that flannel shirt, to the door Q
lis dressing room where was jus
making a finish of putting needfu
clothing into his bag. You'll find tn
other things we need in the bathroom
Put it all in while get together fes
papers want We can start now i
two minutes.
".All is ready now. my Gouverneu
Faulkner | made the announcement
after wading into that very wet rcor
Of the bath and a return.
Here, give me the bag. and you 6
: ahead with this electric torch. Quie
now,' admonishel the Gouverneu
Faulkner to me as we took our depa
ture through the dark hall.
sTh;s is the maddest cscapade that
governor of this ancient state has eve
undertaken. and the weight of year
has slid frcm me, boy" said tls
Gouverpeur Faulkner to me as til
! cherry made long glide from the cit
: out into the open road.
; The day was just beginning to CON
: with its light from behind the vel
! large and crooked mountain that
! called Old Harpeth when my Gonve
! neur Faulkner made me to turn n