Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1917-08-16
The
Daredevil
*
By
Maria Thompson Daviess
Author Of The Melting
of Molly"
!, II
Copyright, 1915. by the Reilly &
l Britton Co.
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I heard the great railway train ap-
preaching, which was perhaps to
bring me my dishonor, and 1 drew
those tears back into my heart and
stepped forward to the steps of the
car, from which 1 could see a very
slight and short but very distinguish
ed looking Frenchman about to de-
scend.
"L thank the good God 1 have
never before encountered him."
said IN my heart as 1 stood in front
of him.
Lieutenant the Count de Bour-
don. 1 make you welcome to the state
of Harpeth, in the name of my uncle,
the secretary of that state,'' l said
to him in the language of his own
country as l clapped together my
heels and gave to him the bow from
the waist of a French gentleman
who is not Il soldier. will you per-
NIT that l lead you to that uncle?"
Many thanks, monsieur, is it Car
rutherS / name you after your dis
tinguished relative?" he made an
swer to me as he returned my bow
with first one of its kind and then a
military salute.
Robert Carruthers, sir, and at
your service" made answer to him
with a great formality. And as 1
spoke 1 saw that he gave me glance
of great curiosity and would have
asked question, but at that moment
my uncle, the General Robert, stood
beside us.
81 present to you the General Car
ruthers, secretary of the state of
Harpeth, Monsieur the Lieutenant
Count de Bourbon of the Forty
fourth chasseurs of the republic of
France" 1 said with again great
ceremony and very deep bow.
I'm mighty glad to welcome you
to old Harpeth, count. How did you
make the trip DOWN." said my uncle,
the General Robert, as he held out
his large and beautiful old hand and
gave to the Count Edouard de Bour-
don such clasp that must have been
to him most painful.
- thank you, monsieur the secre-
tary of Harpeth; my journey was of
great pleasure and comfort" were
the words which he returned in very
nice English.
Then We'll go right up and see
Governor Faulkner at the capitol be-
fore lunch, count, If that suits you,"
my uncle, the General Robert, said
with a very evident relief at those
words of English coming from that
French mouth. Here's my car over
this way and this is Mr.. Clendenning,
who'll look after the rest of the
gentlemen in your party and bring
them on up to the capitol"
Monsieur" said the Lieutenant
Count de Bourbon, with another bow
and then a quick recovery as he saw
that he must take the hand of Buzz,
held out to him in great cordiality.
These handshakes of America are
very confusing to those of Europe.
l saw great laughter almost to
explosion in the eyes of my Buzz at
the very little man who had such a
great manner, and I made a hurrying
of him and my uncle, the General
Robert, to the large car standing be-
side the station.
II will precede you in my cherry"
l said, as / saw both the gentlemen
seated together upon the back seat
of the large black machine.
No, you don't; you take your seat
right in here with us to be on hand
If an bridge of this international
conversation breaks down under the
count and me-" answered my uncle,
the General Robert, with stern COM
mand.
rs it that the young NJ. Carruthers
had an education in France?" asked
the lieutenant, the Count de Bour-
don. He has the air of French
shall say youth 2" And as he spoke
again 1 saw a CLEAN of deeply arous-
ed interest in his eyes which made
my knees to tremble in their tweed
trousers.
Born there; son of my brother,
who died at the Marne," made an
swer to the question my uncle, the
General Robert.
1T is now that I make a remem-
brance. That Capitaine Carruthers
was the husband to the very beauti-
full Marquise de Gree and Bye. In
her youth 1 was her friend. l did not
know" But as the Lieutenant, the
Count he Bourbon was making
this discovery, which sent a thrill of
fear into the toes of my shoes, the
car stopped at the main entrance Of
the capitol, and halfway down the
long flight of steps stood his excel
lency the great Gouverneur Faulkner
of the state OF Harpeth waiting TO
receive the guest who came on a
mission to him from a great land
across the waters. Until 1 die and
even into a space beyond that shall
take that picture of magniflcence
which was made by my beloved
Gouverneur Faulkner as he stood in
the May sunlight with his bronze
hair in a cleaning. / thought him
to be a great statue OF Succor as he
held out both Of his hands to the
smaller man who had come from a
stricken land for his help.
LIE bon Dieu keep of his heart a
friend of France" I prayed as I
watched those hands clasp as my
uncle. the General Robert, made the
Introduction.
And all the long hours of that long
day were as dreams of sadness and
fear to me as went about the many
duties of entertainment laid upon
mt. At luncheon at that club of Old
, Hickory I sat opposite the small
Frenchman who sat on the right
hand of my Gouverneur Faulkner.
and opposite to me sat my uncle. tho
General Robert. No business was in
discussion at that time. but could
see those eyes OF French shrewdness
make darting from one face to an
other, and ever they came back to
me with great puzzle, which gave
to me terrible fear. To all the plans
for his entertainment he gave an as
sent of delight, and for that two
days journey down into the grazing
lands of the Harpeth valley he had
a great eagerness until told that It
was to be undertaken upon the NOR
row.
rs It not that we will be occupied
on the morning of tomorrow with
the signing OF those papers of i'm
portance. your exceilency?" he ask
ed. with grave annoyance which
a