Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1917-01-16


the inn to warn its people that tho
enemy is approaching.
"Hurt?" he cried. Hurt? You
don't know em. They came
into my house and, nasty as you
please, wanted food. My old woman
started to argue with 'em. She wasn't
scared then, and one of 'em took hold
of her by the arm. Maybe he didn't
mean anything; but she didn't under
stand, and she threw a dipper OF cold
water in his face like any decent wom-
an woodland they shot her. They
shot her for that! Civilian assaulting
an officer. they called it. l was
out In the fields The neighbors came
and told me. And | hurried home to
find her dead-her that hadn't done
nothing-deadl And / leaned
out of the window-and / shot two Of
'em-and then l ran. How l ran!
And they didn't get me-and they
won't get mev' The half-crazed peas
ant rushed of then, shouting to right
and left, wherever he saw a head stuck
out of window, or a figure in door
way, 1.-The Germans are comingl The
Germans are comingv' And after
him poured the scurrying mob. all cry
ing the same dread warning.
Charlie Brown was getting all the
color the most ambitious reporter
could have coveted. He turned a So
Der face to old Christophe. \
"This is going to be bad, old mani"
he said.
Its like some hideous nightmare. ("
Ethel exclaimed.
Eyes, madame-and this is but the
beginning" Christophe informed her
gravely.
Charlie Brown remembered then
that Madame de Lorde, as she wished
to be known, still fingered there. And
he did not like the thought Of her fac
ing that oncoming German horde.
"If you'll go to your room, I'll come
to you If you want me-if there's any
need" he said.
"Yes-yesl And oh! these poor, poor
peopler' she cried
Hadn't you better close the doors?''
NhaA1C dohtu AAC lhhhCtPtAs
why, m'sieu, l shall only have to
open then," Christophe replied. 81 am
not afraid, m'sieu."
II wish l had your nerve" Charlie
told him. "All this has certainly got
my goat. It's the limit"
Christophe, by a quick. sibilant
sound, enjoined caution.
"Msieu, they are herer he warned
him.
He had scarcely spoken when the
first of the gray-clad invaders was mo-
mentarily framed in the open window.
He rode bicycle-that forerunner OF
destruction. And a fine, clean-looking
youngster he was, one of the pick OF
the kaiser's frst-line troops. Cool
alert businesslike, he pedaled deliber-
ately on as II unconscious OF the black
looks that met his coming. And as he
passed the inn he turned his sunburned
face 80 that he might seize a quick
but comprehensive glance at its inte-
rior. Cumbered with full fighting kit,
as he was, he showed none of the IA
tigue that had all but overcome Charlie
Brown before he arrived at the Lion
dor. On the contrary, he looked fl
as prfze6ghter, trained to the min
ute. And behind him rode another as
like him as second pea out OF the
same pod.
Charlie Brown gazed at them breath
lessly. He was conscious of a mighty
admiration for those two infinitesimal
cogs in the great German military ma.
chine. And he said to Christophe in
an awed whisper:
"Goshl They're not afraid, are they
Anyone might pot them from a win
dow" The thing might happen any
moment
Perhaps they are not afraid because
they know If they are killed they will
be well avenged" Christophe an
swered- And then he said, Really
m'sieu, do not speak English. l ask
you to 20. 1t may be easier for me
Please, m'sieu, quicklyr'
The American reluctantly left the
window. He did not want to miss @