Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1917-02-13

We'll do Il for France together, boy"
turn into gold for her own vain uses.
II to throttle her then and there with
my bare strong hands had insured the
Ereat big needful mules to France and
saved the honor Of my gOuverneur OF
the state Of Harpeth and my uncle,
the General Robert, I think might
have had a great temptation to admin
lister that death to her, but instead l
held her now closer In my arm, and /
began to plot her to death In any other
way L could discover, so that her In
trigue should die with her.
"of a truth beautiful madam, the
Door old uncle, the General Robert,
must not be allowed to interfere with
such beautiful plan as you have for
supplying those very fine strong mules
from the state Of Harpeth to poor
struggling France, and I will join with
yeu In convincing the stupid Gouver-
neur Faulkner that such must not be
the case. You will direct me. will you
mott am very young, and have but
90 lately come to this land that ! do
not know. do not feel exactly what
you call at home" And spoke agar
with beseeching humility.
"Wen do it for France together.
boy" she whispered as she turned In
my arm and pressed herself against
my raven attire above my heart.
Just at this lovely moment, when the
beautiful Madam Whitworth had
thrown herself into my arms and had
been obliged by my cunning to hold
her there instead Of flinging her to the
floor, as naturally desired, there ar
rived at the door Of the room which
we were occupying with our plotting
my tall and awful uncle, the General
Robert, and looked down upon us with
the lightnings Of a storm In his eyes.
Then before could make exclamation
and betray his presence to the lady In
my arms, whose back was turned In
his direction, he had disappeared. DID
betray that presence to tho ladyf l
did not. I decided that 1t would %
much to the advantage Of the affair to
have the lady in ignorance OF ms
knowledge.
"You must 60 now. boy" she said
at about the moment In which l could
no longer keep my assembling alive.
"Send the governor In here to me. Tor
II is about the time had promised
TO dance with him. l want to talk
with him and try to make him see
some. at least Of this matter In the
right light Go, and come to me to
morrow ut 4 for-for France"
I went, and 1t was with much JOY
| In the going. stopped at q tall win
| dow to get into my lungs q very deep
supply Of atmosphere and also to take
counsel with myself.
I was Just preparing TO step nom
the window on to q balcony ana de-
scand when Q movement Of human be-
inss caught my eye upon the side OF
that balcony.
A man stood at tho rail Of the pal
cony IN the dim moonlight and hs
VA speaking 10 Z woman whom his
broad shoulders hid from ma The
man wss the GouveEneur Faulkner d
the stats Of Harpeth, and IN . moment
/ I discovered the identity Of the lady
With him.
"And now can't you 80, you great
big stupid man, what IN opportunity
have procured for al Of your wa
the question that came IN the sof'
( yoice Of the beautiful Madam Patricia
Whitworth. "All my nfe ! have work
"a Just to get q little ease and com
fort. carrying the burden Of Jetf b
his incompetency strapped to my shoul
dsrs, and now Jon. who know how
| I've suffered and shaved. are going e
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