The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1920-09-29
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, he IL the philosopher ~ the afr. He
In happy thru submis son 70 his not
None 30 merry or fulllcrawed ~ he
with his whimsical eye and rolIick-
Ing step. The fields y Wa him what
ne defdrcs. IIe never grieves that
his plumsge is not Ray. like the
oriole's. And you havei heard. Mon.
sieur Mgnot. the noteff that nature
has given him7 In the nightingale
any happier. do you Think"
David rose 20 his feet The crow
cawod barshly from hia tree
Il thank you. MONSIEUR BRIL- ne
said, slowly. There Was not, then.
one nightingale note4among,sIi those
croaks7"
IL could not have missed. IT, said
Monsieur Bril-. with sigh Il read
every word. Live your poetry. man:
do not try 10 write II any more
Il thank you" said David. again
And now I viii be- going back 10
my sheep"
"If you would dine With me-" said
the man Of books. "and overlook the
smart Of IT, I viii give YOU reasons
at length"
no" said the poet II mus be
back In the fields cavfrx at my
sheep"
Back along the road tosvernoy he
trudged with his poernA under his
arm. When he reached. his village
he turned into the shop-of one Z<fg-
Ter. a Jew out OF Armenia. who sold
anything that came to, his hand
-Friaph." said David, wolves from
the forest hafass my sheep on the
hills. I must purchase firearms u
protect them What have your
"A bad day. this. for me. friend
Mignol" said Zeigier, spreading his
hands. for I perceive. that must
sell you a weapon thai-wili not fetch
a tenth of lis value. only last week
I bought from q pedt1ier a wagon
full Of goods that ne procured II =
sale by a commissionaire Of the
crown. The sale was of the chateau
and belongings of 4. great lord
know not his titie--who has been
banlshed for conspiracy against the
king. There are some choice fire
arms In the lot This pistol--oh. .
weapon III for . prfncet--it shall b.
only forty francs To you. friend ng.
motif I lost ten by the sale But
perhaps an arquebuse--"
This win d." said David. throw
ing the money on the counter. Is it
charged7~
~ will charge t." said Zeigier.
And. for ten francs more. ada .
store Of powder and baii.'S
David laid his pistol under his coat
and walked TO his cottage. Yvonne
Wa not there. OF late she had taken
Ito gadding much among The Nigh.
bors. Bun . fire wns glowing ID the
kitchen aove David opened the
dovs Of Il ara thrust his poems IN
upon the Goals A. they biaxci up
they made a singing. harsh. sound il
the flue.
The song Of the crowi- said ths
poet
He went up to his attic room and
closed the door. So*quiet was the
village that a score OF people heard
the roar OF the great pistol They
fiockod thither. and up the stairs
where the. smoke, issuing. drew their
notice.
The men laid the body Of the poet
upon his bed awkwardly Arranging
Il To coucei the torn plumase -
the poor black crow. The womoa
chattcrcd In. a luxury of jealous plsy.
some Of them ran OF tell Yvonnal
~. Papineau, whose nose had
brought him there among the first
picked up the weapon and ran hio
eye over IL, silver mountings WITH .
mingled air Of connoisscurship and
grief.
The arms.- be explained. aside to
the cure. and crest OF Monseigneur,
the Marquis de Beaupcrtuys.-