Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1918-02-08


Get the idea?" explained the cap
tain. "She lives with an old grand
mother under the roof in house
hlcrk off. They are hungry ana she
wants us-hints. you know-to give
them "A roast chicken for Sunday din-
ne, tomorrow. Since We amazed them
hy coming into the war she thinks we
are magicians.
"And please mister. bring some your
splendid white American bread whal
you suldats have" she interrupted.
Nothing hashful or backward about
this French girl" remarked the major
81 wonder If she is telling the trnth'
Brown. YOU take down her address an"
tell her in French she will surely nave
th, roast chicken and whit" bread IL
il breaks Il leg.
"Ecountcz, You are most wondertui
commandant." said the girl, displaying
two daring dimplcs. one in each chceK
when the elder officers order had peeh
obcycd. She went on:
."lt il vcrite when | say-nous
sommcs tres pauvrcs ct nous avons
tres faim. Please do not break leg.
And then her baby feet flickered
through the exit and the grand pro-
memoir was its usual melancholy horse
shoe once more.
I'm n way it's the proper business OF
the intelligence section TO investigate
every suspicious case where certain
women uf Paris approach our army
officers. argued Major Williams to him-
self at his hotel next afternoon. lie
fumhlcd ncrvously with the piece OF
paper upon which Captain Brown hao
written Mimi Pincon's address. he
recalled that his subordinate had
handed it to him with almost smirk
around the corners OF his mouth when
they had parted the night previous.
Not one of our Junior officers has
S. worth of military information 10
give any woman" said the major aloud
continuing to Justify his settled inten-
tions. but If twenty girls pump
twenty officers that's 800 worth OF
our secrets loose in the most cosmo-
rolitan city of the world"
He we'll knew that Mimi Pincon was
no SPY in the employ of anybody. But
TO reason il out along those lines was
10 give the rrrand he had determined
upon the color OF an official mission
Which is II lot Of conscientious scrupie
or moral cowardice, call II either II
Won will. for bachelor Of fifty-five to
possess. TO turn the errand over to
nm cmploye ol the hotel was an insin-
uation he had long before dismissed as
obviously unwisc.
The spectacle OF gray-hairee
American officer waiting in Pariasir
rotisserir while the largest and most
lamented chanticleer OF the days
bring TO the market was roasting
brown on the turning fork before the
no, fire was the final outcome OF al
his official introspection to bolster Q
private purpose already reached.
Wc also carried suspicious looking
bundle from the enlisted mems mess
at the provost marshal's headquarters
which ii examined would have beer
found To contain two loaves Of white
bread. the greatest edible luxury II
France at this moment.
\ taxicab scaling Of the Rue Blanche
to the heights Of Montmartre. an ex'
haustlng foot climb up a narrow stair
way TO the sixth floor OF grimy
gloomy stone building. a double raI
upon the door at the left and th'
major was before Mimi Pincon. He
rouge was off. and it was a wan
wasted. worried countenance tina
peered up into his.
"Shish-h-h." was her first word
"Grandmere sleep"
Such a room at It was. Rather
was two rooms-one an alcove. TIT