Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1918-01-10

of it, and mounted to the first
floor, where, on the corner over
looking the square on one side and
the Rue Royalc on the other, he
had his office.
Early as it was, he found await
ing him the man whom he wished
to see a thin wisp of a man,
with struggling white beard and
a shock Of white hair and a face
10 wider than ones hand, but
lighted by the keenest eyes in the
world-in a word, Louis Jean Bap-
tiste Lepine, project of police, to
whom full justice has not been
done in this story-nor in any
other. Mr.. Lepine had not found
the hour early; to him, all hours
were the same, for he was a man
who slept only when he found the
time. which was often not at all.
"Good morning, my dear pre-
feet" said Delcasse. drawing Off
his gloves. Il trust | have not
kept you waiting?'
81 but just arrived" Lepine as
sured him land | know of no
better place to pass ones idle
moments than at this window Of
yours
Beyond it stretched the great
| square, with it's obelisk and circle
of statues, it pavilions and balus-
trades; beautiful now, and peace
full, but peopled with CHASTITY
memories = for it was hera the
revolution set up it g%uillotine, and
it was here that some 1000 men
and women, high and low, looked
their last upon this earth, mounted
the scaffold and. passed under the
knife. Surely, if any spot on earth
be haunted, it is this!
Something of this, perhaps, was
in the minds Of these two men, as
they stood for a moment looking
down into the square. for their
faces We're very thoughtful; then
Delcasse S eyes travelled from one
to another of the heroic figures
representing the great towns of
France-Lyons, Marseilles, Brest,
Rouen, Bordeaux, Nantes, Lille
and came to rest upon the last one,
Strasbourg, hung with black and
piled with morning garlands, in
memory of the lost Alsace. Every
morning, before he turned to the
days work, NJ. Delcasse, standing
at this window, gazed at that
statue, while he registered anew
the vow that hose garlands should
one day be replaced by wreaths OF
victory! That VOW was his orison
His lips moved silently as he
made it now, then he turned to hi:
desk.
"Be seated, my dear Lepine,'
he said. 81 have much to discus!
, with you, as you may guess. Firs'
about La Liberte. My board of in
quiry will be ready to report b,
Saturday. 1t has decided that tn
. explosion was caused by the spon
!. taneous combustion of the 'B
q powder, as was the case with thu
Jena"
= "That theory will do as we'll a
q any other" said Lepine, curtly
q but you and l know that it i
not the true one
Delcasse looked at him quickly
: "Have you any newsG" h
asked.
= "None," answered Lepine, wit
i a frown. 1.-The man we sough
has vanished as completely a
though the earth had swallowe
h him. l found no trace Of him sine
- he left the office of the Messr!
> Cook, with two passages fo
America i'll his pocket. l cannc
understand it."
"Have the tickets been +
turned?"
"They have not been returned
n and the Messrs. Cook, making il
le quiry at my suggestion, have a r.
.e port from the steamship compan
III that they have not been used"
Of Delcasse turned this over in h
s. mind.
perhaps the man and h
k, daughter have met with some a
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