The Bozeman courier. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1919-1954, 1926-04-09

hand is held by the youth in the grip Of
an unkindly spirit and age in poor posi-
ton to insist upon its due.
as to know no better sometimes accOrds to
There remained still one common ground
on which Miguel and his father-in-law met
with a certain sympathy. This, curiOusly
enough, was when they went on board the
counts little yOwl for a brief tussel with
the channel chop.
AS for RaOul, his hatred Of Miguel be-
came so evident that the Argentine could
himself no longer ignore it. He seemed, in
fact, to find q malicious satisfaction in the
dOuble-entendre of his polite remarks to
the young Frenchman. One rainy day be
invited RaOul to a bout with the fOils,
when, although a good fencer, Raoul found
himself so Outmatched by Miguels abnOr-
NAL reach and steely wrist and tigerish
q~uickness that the encounter was scarcely
lmOre than a beginners lesson. Following up
this demonstration, Miguel showed his skill
with a pistol, almost as if to say, you see,
my lad, l am quite able to take care Of
anybody so foolish as to quarrel with me-"
And so to the tragedy, all the makings
Of which Peryier had so precisely described.
Most unhappily, this arrived on Easter
Sunday, when all the Christian world
should be uplifted. The local population
Of the region had gone in a body to Bay
euX where a special mass was to be cele-
brated in the splendid old cathedral, the
archbishop officiating n a fete to fol-
low. There were special trains and the
summer tourist Omnibuses requisitiOned
anu kAE AAA41IAAk kAl MAAAA EA A44
wished to go, but the day proved threat
ening with a sea mist that was not yet q
fog and a fine drizzle with a westerly wind
that was raw and penetrating. Annik pre-
ferred to remain by her open fire.
This started a quarrel. Auguste, the
maitre d'hOtle whose nerves were showing
the strain Of these jars that we're becoming
more frequent and more severe, went to the
count, Who was at his books in his sOmbre
study, aud begged that he go with Miguel
to Bayeux, leaving Annik to spend her day
in peace, If not in happiness. The count, as
usual, pretended that the disagreement was
Of no serious importance, but even as they
talked, his words we're belied by the storm
ing Of Miguel, who had a harsh and strid-
ent voice, and this presently was pune
tuated by Annik's scream.
The sweat burst out on Auguste's fore
head. With the privilege Of the faithful
old family servant, whose protests some
times border on disreseBct, he cried, "IG
Is mtOleraDle. Have you no Onger any love
for her? Or is it that you are afraid oi
him. Because I at least am not"
"Tas tot Be silent, thou. and leave
me in peace
With a mutterad "Auqh'h'h oueI
mesere," Auguste slammed out The ugly
lechOes o. strife continued to be audible
The count was sitting by a window that
looked toward the sheer cliffs and the sea
beyond, this now invisible because OF the
port beneath led round 90 descend in 3
1 zigzag that was fairly gteeD, but there
was g LooCpath down the side Of the cliff
themselves, and there were two or tire.
Blaces Wheer this path led right along tn,
sheer brink, but scO0ued ont in a sort OF
trough worn in the formation Of soft linn.
stone rock with its imbedded nints. Blu.
although steep, there was no danger Co
sober man who minded hie steD. The coun.
and Annik always used this nsth when 60
ing down TO their boat. Hoaul came tha
way when coming 60 the chateau on foot
Re lived now with his family in q litta
villa on the edge Of the port
Looking out presently, the count sar
Augusta tn nEhcFuan's cilskiaE and SOU
western making lor the gate in the fgE.I'
Z heQge t1ae led GO this nash down the sid