Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1917-01-30


he FASTENED to examine the find. "Oh,
ho What's this?' he asked.
Henri Christophe was no less sur
prised than the others. He took the in
strument from Otto and turned it over
curiously
why, m'sieu-it is a telephone" he
said with an air of the utmost mystil-
cation.
II know, | know-but what is it do
ing there?" Streetman asked imperi-
ously.
Il do not know, m'sieu.' Christophe
stamme.ed. In a flash he saw that
things looked very black for himself.
"Why did you hide it," Already
Streetman had found him guilty.
81 did not hide it, m'sleur'
An inspiration seized Streetman
then. And he took the telephone into
his own hands.
"Who are your" he asked in French,
speaking directly into the transmitter.
/ The fellow received an immediate
reply. And he said TO his men in the
next breath. 1T was a Trenchman who
spoke! That telephone leads to the
French. 1t is the work of spy" And
then Streetman ordered Otto's comradc
Hans to ask Major Won Brenig to re-
Z turn.
Poor Henri Christophe forgot all
about his simple menu. He stood there,
crestfallen. The whole affair was too
much for. his befogged brain.
You were warned against any at
tempt to communicate with the en-
envy" StreetIhan said.
IL never saw that telephone before"
Christie .lhe declared.
Don't lie to mel You put it therer'
IL swear to YOU" The innkeeper
held both his hands aloft as he pro-
claimed his innocence. But his pro
testations had no effect upon the in
dignant Streetman. The man seemed
absolutely relentless, inhuman.
you are either a French spy or har-
boring spy under your roof he told
Christophe at Is an act of enmity to
us. You must pay the penalty at once. B."
ION my honor l have done nothing
absolutely nothing" Henri Christophe
cried Even in that moment his thoughts
were upon his daughter Jeanne rather
than upon himself He was afraid
for her.
"Our proclamations have told you
what to expect" Streetman snarled
, '.It will be a good warning to the 9th,
: ers," he added grimly.
The Belgian innkeeper stared at him
as If in a trance.
! Before God, am innocentr he as
e serted.
The callous Streetman paid not the
1 slightest heed to his denials. In a mos
e brisk and businesslike manner he com
e manded the corporal to call in tn,
guard and make ready a firing squad
against the wall outside" he said.
= Then little Jeanne Christophe opened
! one of the doors timidly. Some errant
Il had necessitated her entering the room
l. And when she saw her fathers asher
5 face it needed little intuition to tell he
that there was some tragedy impend
z ing. With low cry she sprang to he
n fathers side.
= My father-my father-what is IT?
n she asked him.
Il "a is. a spy" Streetman said con
temptuously.
mon, non, m'sieur' she cried.
g "Waiti Come herev' he OF
dered her roughly And Henri Chris
topic whispered to her to obey. ''Yo1
have seen that telephone before?
" poral had returned with four mer
o bearing rifles.
mo, no. Never in all my lifer' tn
: girl walled.
:, your father hid it there" he il
sisted.
mon. non. m'sieur' she said with a
- the yehcmence she could muster.
:. Enough of talkingr' Streetman sal
:. with cruel glance at her white face
: Take him outl' he ordered the CO.
poral.
q For one brief moment father an
10 daughter clasped each other in a la'
20 embrace.
at is the end, my little Jeanne
,t Goodbye Pray for mel" Henri Chri
m topic said brokenly. And in that II
slant new dignity came to him
dignity such as must have clothed IL
ancient martyrs, or that later trag
IN figure, for whom his own daughter VIZ
named-Jeanne d'Arc-when the 81
Iv preme SUMMONS overlook them. at
N all over, ma petite" he repeated. An
40 then he drew himself up to his fulle
n height and looked at his unyieldin
q Judge uniinchngly. II am innocen
q msieu," he said.
Those were the last words that Hen
d. Christophe spoke.
ne Henry Streetman made a gesture
nj impotence. The scene bored him.
Jeanne Christophe burst into wi
e. torrent of words. Alternately she a
dressed Streetmen and her father.
e! mo, no, nor' she shrieked. as If 81
no could not have that frightful thing.
that monstrosity-happe "Oh, m'sie
n For the love OF God, My {
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