The Bridgeport evening farmer. [volume] (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1866-1917, 1917-01-25

a ND to that word OF challenge
N made no answer, but I raised
IA my head and looked into his
eyes with dignity that came
to mo as my right from suffering. So
regarding each other, we stood for
very short minute, in which the Capt.
taine the Count de Lasselles raised
his head from his kisses Of salutAt5on
upon my hands.
"And, mon enfant, Is this the good
uncle to whose care you came into
American asked that Capitaine the
Count de Lasselles as he reached out
his imprisoned hands for greeting to
my relative.
did not make any answer to that
question. My head raised Itself, yet
higher, and I looked my Gouverneur
Faulkner full in the face while I wait
ed to hear what he would answer OF
my Hnship to him.
( "Sir, am the friend Of General Car
ruthers, and lam also the governor Of
the state Of Harpeth. have come
across the mountains to talk with you
about the business OF this contract for
mules for your army, and I have
brought your young friend to assist
me if I should need translating from
or to you. We Americans, captain, are
poor handlers Of any language not our
own, and the matter is Of much grayi
IT," And as the Gouverneur Faulkner
spoke those words to my Capitaine the
Count de Lasselles. with great courte-
sy, but also o great sternness, In which
he named me, not as his friend, but as
the friend Of that Capitaine the Count
de Lasselles, knew that was placed
by him among all women liars Of the
world and that to him his boy Robert
ofhonor was of truth dead forever.
'It is indeed OF such gravity that
have come from the English Canada to
make all clear to myself" answered
my beloved Capitaine the Count de
Lasselles as he drew himself to his
entire height, which waa well nigh as
great as that of the gouverneur of the
state of Harpeth.
"And I have ridden q day and q
night, sir, for the same purpose" am
swered my great Gouverneur Faulk.
ner, with that beautiful courtesy Of
business have always observed him
to use In the transaction of his affairs
in his Office at the capitol Of the stats
Of Harpeth. "And as one of us must
make beginning will you not tell me,
captain, why you are here and In this
predicament?" N
''In Q few words win make all
clear to you, your excellency," made
answer my Capitaine the Count de
Lassel1es, with an air Of courtesy
equal to that of the Gouverneur Faux
ner. II sent down into your state Of
Harpeth one OF my commission, to
whom I gave the direction that with o
lack Of annoying publicity he should
investigate the preparedness Of the
state Of Harpeth to deliver those 5000
Of mules to the republiQue Of France !
as was being proposed. Behold, re-
port that all is well comes to me, but
ali, It is with sorrow and shame that i
such a thing could be done by a SON
Of poor France who struggles for ifel
among the sheets Of that report were
left by mistake the, fragments OF a
draft of letter to an American WON
an which made partial disclosure of
ian intended falseness Of that state
'ment to me. Immediately came alone
to interview that false officer, and
find him gone from that small town
not far from here into your capital ]
was seeking rapidly to ride alone by
directions into your capital city to pre-
vent that he make signature, which
/ had given to him the authority to
write, to those papers Of so great an
Importance. was thus arrested by
that man Of great wildness, whose
patois I could not understand, as he
could not comprehend the English I
make use of, and you see me thus.
beg Of you to tell me IL that wicked
signature has been made"
'"The papers have not been signed,
thank God, captain, and your very inn
patient lienicnant is being shown some
southern hospitality by the flower and
chivalry Of old Harpeth. And beg
your pardon for allowing you to be
prisoner minute longer than lneces-
sary," was the answer made to him
by my Gouverneur Faulkner. Unite
the captain, Jim. He's all right. And
you can bring US little Of your noun
tain dew while clear this table here
to use for the papers Of our business
And still my Gouverneur Faulkner did
not speak or look at me, and In my
heart / then knew that he never
would.
II win make all ready" said as I 4
lifted a large gun, horn OF beast
full Of powder and several pipes with
tobacco from the table Of rough boards
that stood under the window for light.
"Ah, that is good release! Thank
you that you did not make tight enough
for abrasions your cords, my good
man." said my Capitaine the Count dc
Lasselles as he stretched out his arms
and then bent to make a rubbing Of
his ankle upon which had been the
chain.
II 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
and also another to my Gou-
verneur Faulkner. ''That boy can
suck the drippings," he added as he
looked at me with humoy.
"Get cups and water, JIM" COM
manded my Gouverneur Faulkner,
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