The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1917-03-15

thank God, captain. and your very i'm
patient lieutenant is being shown some
southern hospitality by the flower and
chivalry of old Harpeth. And l beg
your pardon for allowing you to be a
prisoner a minute longer than neces-
sary,' was the answer made to him
BY my Gouverneur Faulkner. Unite
the captain, Jim. Hes all right. And
you can bring Us a little CT your noun
tain dew while I clear this table here
to use for the papers Of our business"
And still my GOuverneur Faulkner did
not speak or look at NE, and in my
heart 1 then knew that he never
would.
Il viii make all ready" I said rs
lifted a large gun, a horn of a beast
full of powder and several pipes with
tobacco from the table Of rough boards
that stood under the window for light.
All. that is a good release. Thank
you that you did not make tight enough
for abrasions your cords, my good
man" said my Capitaine the Count de
Lasselles as he stretched out his arms
and then bent 10 make a rubbing OF
his ankle upon which had been the
chain.
u said you warn't no revenue. Here
drink, stranger" answered the Wild
Jim as he handed a bottle of white
liquid to my Capitaine the Count de
Lasselles and also another to my Gou-
verneur Faulkner. THAT boy can
suck the drippings.' he added as he
looked at me with humor.
Get cups and water, Jim," com
manded my Gouverneur Faulkner
with a smile Don't drink it straight
captain. 1t will knock you down"
Il Will procure the cups and the wa
ter" said, with rapidity, for I longed
to leave that room for a few moments
in which TO shake from my eyes some
Of the tears that We're making a mist
before them.
Cit a fresh bucket from the spring
up the gulch, Bob, while | go beat the
boys outen the bushes with the news
that they amt no revenue They'll
want " SCt I'liis Vas lAe OletllpU
that wild jim gave to me as he placed
in my hand a rude bucket and pointed
up the side of the hill of great steep
ness. After so doing he descended
around the rock by the path which we
had assembled.
What IS it that you shall do now.
Roberta. marquise Of GREE and Bye"
wept question to myself as dipped
that bucket into a clear pool and made
ready TO return to the hut All is
lost TO YOU"
Il do not know" answered to my
self.
And when 1 had made safe return
to the hut with small portion Of the
water only remaining in TIE bucket.
for the cause of many slides in the
steep descent from the pool. I found
my Gouyelueur Faulkner and my Cap
itaine the Count de IasSellps engaged
deeply in mass Of papers on the ia
bic between them and with no thanks
to Roberta. the marquiSe of GREG ana
Bye when she served 10 them tincups
Of the water and a liquid that I had
ascertaiued by tasting to be Of fire I
believe it TO be thus that in affairs of
business in the minds Of men all wo-
men are become drowned
"Will you write this out for his ex-
cellency, my dear mademoiselle:'
would request my good Capitaine the
COuut de- TaSSplloS
Thank YOU" would be the reply l
received from the Gouycrneuc Faux
ner of the state of Harpeth, with never
one small look into my eyes that so be
sought his.
And for all Of the hours Of that very
long afternoon I sat on a low stool be