6
THE DIFFERENCE.
"Your mother was old and feeble.
Her life-work was done, you know;
The friends of her youth had vanished.
She was ready and ,rlad to go.
You ought not to grieve so deeply"—
These were easy words to say.
For 'twas somebody else's mother
Who had gone o'er the silent way.
"Yes, 'twas hard to lose your baby.
But think of the trouble and caro
Bhe is saved; the sin, the suffering:
You ought to he willing to bear
The pain, since for her 'tis better"—
Such easy words to say-
When 'twas somebody else's baby
Who had gone o'er the silent way.
But when 'twas my own dear mother
Who lay so still and white,
The loving lips all silent.
In the eyes no welcoming light.
Then where were those words-of wisdom
That I had been won* to say
When 'twas somebody else's mother
Who had gone o'er the silent way?
When I missed from my arms my baby
I knew it were better so:
She was safe—but the pain, the longing.
That only we mothers know.
Was all I could feel; no echo
Of the words I used to say
To others, brought ine comfort
When my baby went over the way.
Oh, friends, such words are empty
When the heart is bruised and sora
With the shock of our bereavement.
We knew it all before.
But we only feel the anguish;
We have no words to say
Of wisdom and resignation
When our own go over the way.
So offer only silence,
The sympathizing tear.
The clasp of t'he hand, the blossoms
To strew o'er the form so dear;
These bring to tlie sad heart comfort
Beyond aught one can say
When somebody else's dear ones
Have gone o'er the silent way.
—Kate Woodward Noble, In Carleton's
Every Where.
[Copyright. ißor. by Longmans. Green & Co.]
SYNOPSIS.
D'Auriac. commanding outpost where
scene Is laid, tells the story. De Gomeron
to In temporary command, appointed by
Gen. de Itone to examine into a charge
against d'Auriac. Nicholas, a sergeant,
brings in a man and woman, from king's
camp at I.e Fere, prisoners. D'Auriac,
angered by Insulting manner of de Gomeron
toward woman, strikes him, duel follows
and prisoners escape. Duel is interrupted
b; appearance of de Rone, and d'Auriac Is
to.d he will hang If found alive at close
of morrow's battle. Riding over field next
day d'Auriac tlnds Nicholas, victim of de
Gomeron's malice, in imminent danger of
death, and releases him from awful pre
dicament. After battle in which King
Henry utterly routs de Rone's forces,
d'Auriac, lying severely wounded, sees two
forms moving through the darkness rob
bing the bodies of the dead and wounded.
They iind golden collar on de Leyva's
corpse, and liabette stabs Maugtnot (her
partner) to gain possession. Henry with
retinue, among whom is fair prisoner who
had escaped from de Gomeron and d'Ayen,
her suitor, rldea over the field. Madame
rescues d'Auriac, and afterwards visits him
dally in hospital. Here he learns his friend
Is heiress of Bddache. When well enough
he Is taken to her Normandy chateau,
where he learns from Maltre l'alln,
madame's chaplain, the king is about to
force her to marry d'Ayen. lie sets out
with Jacques, his knave, for l'arls, to
prevent this marriage. Delayed at Kzy, he
he comes upon Nicholas, his old sergeant,
who says de Gomeron Is In neighborhood
with associates from army and nobility,
plotting treason against the king. They
go to de Gomeron's retreat where they
manage to overhear details of plot. Burn
ing with revenge, Nicholas shoots at de
Gomeron. Flying for their lives, the two
men think themselves beyond pursuit,
when suddenly they are face to face with
Biron. one of the traitors, whom d'Auriac
cuts down, and with de Gomeron, who
makes short work of Nicholas; d'Auriac
escapes. Arriving In Paris the chevalier
lays what he knows of treasonable plot be
fore Sully, master general of ordnance.
Calling on de Belin, a friend, d'Auriac se
cures from him a servant, Ravaillac, who
had previously been In service of d'Ayen.
D'Ayen's marriage to Madame de la Bidache
!s to occur within fornight, de Belln to
stand sponsor. Palin and madame arrive
In Paris. D'Auriac has suspicions aroused
concerning Ravaillac; later witnesses
meeting with de Gomeron, therefore dis
misses him. The chevalier is Introduced at
court by de Belln, where he charges Blron
with being traitor to France and king. For
his pains Henry gives him 24 hours to quit
France. King now commands marriage
to be celebrated on the morrow, making it
imperative that flight occur that night, if
madame be saved. D'Auriac therefore
meets her secretly, when masked men
ewoop down on pair and carry them off.
bound and gagged. De Gomeron places him
In what Babette, who is here, assures him
la the safest room in tl?e Tolson d'Or. After
a time with a mighty effort he manages to
raise himself to a sitting posture.
CIIAPTER XV.—CONTINUED.
Although the new position I had at
tained did not, in any way, advance me
toward freedom, yet it gave me a sense
of personal relief. I was able to raise
my knees a little, and sitting down thus,
with my body thrown a little forward,
to ease the strain of the cords, I began
to think and go over in my mind the
whole scene of the tragedy from the be
ginning to its bitter end. I had no
doubt as to the personality of Babette.
1 was not likely to forget her voice. 1
liad heard it under circumstances that
ought to have stamped it on my mem
ory for all time; and if I hud the faint
est doubts on the matter they were set
et rest by the fact that she was so well
known to de Gomeron —she probably
had been a camp follower on our side—
and also by the still more damning fact
that her house was known as the Toi
6on d'Or. The name had been distinct
ly mentioned by her, and its meaning
was clear to lrte when 1 thought of the
dreadful scene over de Leyva's body.
As for de Gomeron, I knew hitr. well
enough to understand his game. The
whole affair, as far as he was con
cerned, was a sudden and rapid resolve
—that was clear. I argued it out in this
way to myself, and as I went on think
ing it was almost as if some one was
reading out a statement of the else to
me. It was evident that the free lance
was to the last moment in hopes that
the king would yield to Iliron's inter
cession on tiis behalf. When that was
refused he may have had some idea of
gaining his end by force, but was com
pelled to hurry his coup the knowl
edge that he had obtained from his
confederate or spy, Ravaillac.
It had worked out well enough for
him. My disappearance, my dead horse
—poor Couronne! —all these would
point to me as the author of the abduc
tion, and give de Gomeron the time he
wanted to perfect his plans.' The man I
had run through would never tell tales,
and so far the game lay iu the Cum
arguer's hands.
And then about madame. As I be
came calmer I saw that for his own
sake de Gomeron would take care that
her life was safe, at any rate for the
present, and whilst there was this con
tingency there was hope for her, if
none for me, as I felt sure that what
with the king and madame's relatives
of the Tremouille on one hand, and
Sully and de Belin on the other, things
would go hard with de Gomeron, what
ever happened to me.
Ilour after hour passed. I shifted my
position, and strange to say, slept,
llow long I slept I know not; but I
woke stinging with pain, and found this
was due to my being bound as I was,
and in a little the agony became al
most insupportable, and I was on the
verge of going into a delirium, only
righting my failing senses by a mighty
I effort of will.
I had lost all count of the time, but
guessed it was advanced in the day by
this; and my eyes had become so ac
customed to the darkness that I could
manage to see the faint outlines of the
cell in which I was imprisoned. I
tried to make out its extent with an idle
anduselesscuriosity, and then, giving it
up, and utterly hopeless, leaned my
head on my upraised knees, and sat thus
waiting for the end.
I longed for death to come now—it
would be a happy release from my pain.
Suddenly there came a grating noise
as the bolts outside were moved. Then
the door of the cell »wung open with a
groaning, and there was a blinding
flash of light that, for the time being,
deprived me of the powers of sight,
though, with a natural instinct, I shut
my eyes to the flash as it came.
Then I heard de Gomeron's voice say
ing: Remove the gag—l have some
thing to ask monsieur."
As I felt two cold, hard hands fum
bling with the knots of the gag, I man
aged to open my eyes, though the light
still pained me, and saw the tall figure
of the free lance, his drawn sword in his
hand, standing in the open doorway,
and kneeling beside me was Tiabette.
The hag caught the loathing in my
glance, and laughed to herself as she
wrenched at the knots, and de Gom
eron, who was evidently in no mood to
delay, hurried her efforts with a sharp
"Quick!"
"It is done," she answered, and rose
to her feet, swinging the silken bands
of the gag she held in her hand.
"Then have the goodness to step back
whilst M. d'Auriac and I discuss the po
sition."
Babette did as she was bidden, mut
tering something, and de Gomeron, ad
vancing a pace, addressed mc;
"Monsieur, I have come to make you
an offer, and I will not- waste words. I
am playing to win a desperate game,
and I shall not hesitate to play any card
to win. My offer is this: I ask you to
sign a formal document, which T shall
bring to you, holding me guiltless of
any design against either you or Mme.
de la Bidache. In return I will set you
free in ten days after you sign this pa
per. During that time you must con
sider yourself my prisoner; but vou
will be better lodged than now. Shouiff
you refuse to accept this offer there is
nothing left for i»e but to leave you here
to die."
He spoke in slow, measured accents,
and the vault of the roof above me gave
back the man's words in a solemn echo.
The light of the lantern stretched in a
long, yellow shaft up the spiral stair
way beyond the door, and half in this
light and half in shadow stood the
witchlike figure of Babette, leaning a
little forward, as if striving to catch
each word that was spoken.
In the silence that followed the free
lance's speech, I could almost hear the
blood tlirobbingin my temples; and for
the moment I was deprived of all poweri
of words. It was not from fear, nor
from any idea of accepting the offer,
but a thought had come to my mind. I
would oppose craft with craft, and meet
the fox in the skin of a fox.
"Give me 24 hours to decide," I an
swered, "and free me from these cords.
I cannot think for the pain of them."
"Pardieu!" He laughed. "The knots
have been well tied; but 24 hours is a
long time."
"Yet you are willing to accommodate
me for ten days, better lodged. Ventre
bleu! M.de Gomeron. do you think I
can scratch my way out of this?"
lie did not answer me, but stood for
awhile biting at the ends of his tMck
mustache. Then he suddenly called to
Babette: "Cut the cords."
She came forward and obeyed. Words
cannot conve3' the sensation of relief
as the cords fell from me; but for the
time being so numbed was I that I was
powerlcs3 to move.
"Vou have your desire, monsieur,"
said de Gomeron, "and I await your
decision. It will save me trouble if
you inform Babette whether you agree
or not. In the former event we shall
have the pleasure of meeting again; in
the latter case I take the opportunity
of wishing you as happy a time us a
man may have—in the future life. In
the meantime I will see that some re
freshments are sent to you —adieu!"
He turned and stepped out of the cell,
and stood for a moment whilst Babette
picked up the lantern and followed him.
"Monsieur will not want the light
to aid him to think," she laughed; and
then the door was Shut. I heard the
sullen clank of the chain, the turning
of the great keys, and I was alone and
in darkness once more.
Dark it may have been; but, t.hank
God! I was no longer like a trussed
fowl, and betook myself to rubbing my
n w.ribed limbs, until finally the chilled
blood was warmed and I was able to
stand, and then, in a little, gained
strength to grope my way backward
CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, MARCH i6 t 1899.
and forward in the cell ns an exorcise.
No thought of ever agreeing tode Gom
eron's terms ever crossed me. I had,
however, resolved to make a dash for
freedom when he came to me again. I
should pretend to agree, and then win or
lose ell in the rush. Anyway I would
not die here like a rat in a trap. I al
most chuckled to myself as I thought I
was in a fair way to outwit the free
lance. He was a fool, after all, though,
at the same, time, I could not but admit
that his move to get me to admit his in
nocence was a skillful one; still, it was
a plot which might overreach itself. My
captors had eased me of my belt, which
was so well stuffed with pistoles. They
had not, however, hail time or oppor
tunity to search me further and had left
my clasp knife, which lay in my pocket,
as I have said, together with a dozen or
so of gold pieces I had kept there to be
at hand. I pulled out the knife, and,
opening it, ran my fingers along the
blade. It was three inches or so in
length, but sharp as a razor; and with
It one might inflict an ugly wound in a
struggle. I mapped out my plan
mentally. When de Gomeron came
again I should fell him as he en
tered, arm myself, if possible, by snatch
ing his sword, and then cut my way out
or be cut down. I had no doubt that I
might be able to effect the first partcf
the programme. In those days I was as
strong as a bull, and there were few
men, especially if they were unpre
pared, who could have stood a blow
from me. It was in act two that I might
come to grief. At any rate it should be
a final and quick ending to the busi
ness, not the long-drawn-out agony 1
would otherwise have to endure. Now
that I think of it, it was a poor enough
plan, and it was lucky that, under
providence, another way was shown to
me. Such as it was, however, it was
the only thing that occurred to me at
that time, and it would not be for want
of effort on my part that it would fail.
The more I thought over it then the
more I was convinced that it was my
sole chance, and I grew impatient for
the moment when I should put my
design into execution. Twenty-four
hours was long to wait, and I raved at
myself for having fixed such a time.
Morbleu! I might have had the sense
to make rt five, or three, or two hours!
I little guessed as I paced the cell im
patiently bow many hours had passed
since de Gomeron left me, and that it
was impossible to measure time in that
loathsome dungeon. As I sat brooding,
the profound eilence was once more
suddenly disturbed by the sudden jar
ring of a bolt. It was not, however, the
" REMOVE THE GAG."
door of my cell that was opened, but a
little wicket about a foot square, and
through this there flashed again a
blinding light, and the face of Babette
peered in. So malign was its aspect
that I shuddered in spite of myself, and
then, in a fury I could not control,
shouted out:
"Out of my presence, hag! Begone!"
"Oh, ho!" she laughed, "a time will
come when monsieur will goon his two
knees and pray to Babette —to good Ba
bette —to kind Babette —in a day or so
it will be thus"—and she laughed
shrilly. "But Igo as you wish, to carry
your refusal to the captain."
She made a movement as if togo; but
cursing myself at very nearly having
spoilt it all, I burst out: "Stay"—and
she looked back.
"Monsieur?" she grinned through
the wicket.
"See here," and in my eagerness my
voice was hoarse and thick, "500 crowns
if you free me from this, and 1,000 more
if you will do the same for madame."
"Will monsieur add a palace in the
moon to this?"
"I give you the word of d'Auriac!
Fifteen hundred crowns is a fortune.
They will be yours in six hours from
the time you free us. Think of it—l,soo
crowns."
Never have I seen avarice blaze so in
a face as in hers. As I dropped out the
last words she shook her head from
side to side with the swaying motion of
a serpent, ller eyes glittered like those
of an asp, and between her half-parted
lips she hissed rather than spoke to
herself:
"Fif—teen hun—dred crowns! It is
the price of a barony—l, who have
taken life for a half pistole!"
"l'ou will save two lives for this," I
pleaded.
But the she devil, though sorely
tempted, was faithful. What dt» Goin
eron's power over her was I know not.
I could add nothing to my offer—l had
laid my all on the hazard, and it was
not to be done.
"I'ouf!" she mocked, "you do not go
high enough. You do not promise the
palace in the moon. But I waste my
time. Is it 'Yes' or 'No,' for the cap
tain ?"
There was another chance still, aiuj I
would risk that. I made a step nearer
the opening.
"Give me sony?tliing to drink, and I
will answer at once."
"Ah! ha! monsieur requires some
courage. Here is a flask of Frontignuc,
but it is expensive, and monsieur, I
am afraid, has left his belt outside his
room; the Froiffignac is five crowns."
"You forgot my pockets," I af.-
swered; "here are two pistoles —baud
me the wine."
"The money first"—and she stretched
out her hand.
I.ike a flash I closed my fingers on her
wrist and drew in her hand to the full
length of the arm.
"If you scream, if you utter a sound, I
will tear your arm from its socket."
The answer was a shriek iliat might
have been heard a half mile away, and
then a foul oath and a howl of pain.
It was hardly a knightly deed, but there
was too much at stake to mince mat
ters, and on her scream I gave the
prisoner's arm I held a wrench strong
enough to show that I could keep my
word. As the shrill echoes of her cry
died away I could hear her breathing
heavily on the opposite side of the door,
and she struggled mutely and with sur
prising strength to free herself. There
was no answer to her call for help—
there must have been many a shriek for
help that had rung through that ter
rible dungeon and died away answer
less but for the mocking echoes. And
Babette knew this, for she ceased to
utter a sound after that one long
scream, and fought in silence like a she
wolf at bay. At last she leaned ex
hausted against the door, and I felt that
half my game was won. It had been an
unexpected thought, and I had jumped
at the opportunity Providence had
thrown in my way.
"Do you hear?" I said. "Open the
door, or"—and I gave another half turn
to her arm.
She who could inflict such suffering
on others wasi of those who were un
able to bear the slightest pain them
selves. She moaned in agony and called
out: "Free me, and I promise—l prom
ise anything."
I only laughed and repeated my or
der, relieving the strain on her arm,
however, so that she could slip back a
half pace or so from the wicket. Then
I heard the great lock open and the
chain put down, and Babette's voice
trembling with anger and pain.
"It is open."
[TO BE CONTINUED.]
Soldier* Travelings.
"When soldiers in the service of the
United States are traveling their com
fort is pretty well looked after,"says F.
F. Horner, general passenger agent of
the Nickel Plate. "The government re
quires the railroad company to provide
sleeping cars for the officers and also
for the privates if it is possible to pro
cure the cars. The Thirteenth regi
ment, which left Buffalo a few days ago,
was carried in tourist cars, three men to
a section, two occupying the lower berth
and one the tipper. Of course, if men
are to be carried in very large numbers
on short notice such arrangements
would be impossible, but even then we
would have to provide them with the or
dinary day coaches. The volunteers who
answer the present call will be carried
in tourist cars if their journey lasts
through a night. Otherwise they will
go in day coaches. I don't think any
other country on earth looks after its
soldiers so well. When I was soldier
ing we considered a freight car perfect
ly satisfactory. We generally had to
walk. Being packed into a freight car
on a hot summer day was rather uncom
fortable, and the men usually secured
ventilation by knocking holes in the
sides of the car with the butts of their
rifles. When the officers remonstrated,
the boys would say they were just mak
ing loopholes to shoot the 'Johnnies."'
—Buffalo Commercial.
Slow Kntfnic.
The prevalent idea that slow eating is
very favorable to digestion is largely
fallacious. The important point is not
that we eat slowly or fast, but that
when we do eat we chew with energy.
Of course, when the haste is due to some
mental anxiety, that may injuriously
inhibit the secretion. Slow eating be
gets a habit of simply mumbling the
food without really masticating it,
while the hurried eater is inclined to
swallow his food' before proper masti
cation. Hence, hurried eating is bad,
but rapid mastication is advantageous.
It concentrates our energies on the act
in question, and hence more thoroughly
accomplishes it. Moreover, energetic
chewing stimulates the secretion of
saliva in the most favorable manner.
These various points are so commonly
misunderstood, at least by the laity,
that they demand our frequent atten
tion.—Journal of Mental and Nervous
Diseases.
Two Men.
Two men stood in the office of on.e
of the big West End hotels the other
evening, and each asked for the key
to his room at the desk. The first, man
was red and overfed and overimpor
tant.
"Gimme my key," he said, in a loud
voice. "Hurry up, too."
The other man was tall and thin,, and
a trifle pale.
"I'd like my key, if you please," he
said, softly. "Thank you."
The first man was from New York,
a stock broker, I believe, and worth
nearly SIOO,OOO. The other man was
from New York, too, and his name is
John Jacob Astor.—Washington Post.
Thrown Awny on Illm.
Jackson—Well, what did your wife
say to you when you got home so lute
last night? You know you were afraid
she'd scold.
Fairleigh—My wife's a jewel. She
didn't scold a bit. In fact, she didn't
even ask me where I had been or what
had delayed me; but, late as it was, she
sat down at the piano and began to play
and sing. I tell you she's one in ten
thousand.
"What did she sing?"
" 'Tell me the oV], old story.' "—Chi
cago Evening News.
I ndfbtfd.
Dollie Footlites —I wonder to whom I
am indebted for this lovely bouquet?
Millie Win.gdantse—To the florist, '
reckon. —India Journal.
ONE VAST WHEAT FIELD.
Prince Albert, Sask., Aug. 17, 188S.
William McCreary, Esq., Immigration
Commissioner, Winnipeg, Man.:
Sir: We, the undersigned delegates
from Kansas and Nebraska, U. S. A.,
in reporting- the results of our trip to
Dauphin, and subsequently to Kegina,
Prince Albert and the middle Saskatch
ewan country, beg to say that our tick
ets were limited to 21 days, and as we
had other large regions to visit, we could
on'ly spend a thort time in the Dauphin
Country. We examined, however, the
principal cultivated areas in the south
ern part of township 25, range 19—the
great wheat fields of Wishart, Bu
chanan, Owen, Smith, Ross, Sinclair, the
Whitmores, Drinkwaters, etc., and, sub
sequently others to the north,and never,
in our experience, have we seen finer
grain. The whole country is watered
by numerous streams flowing from
the slopes of Hiding Mountain, and ex
cellent well water is found everywhere,
at from 9 to 18 feet. Extensive for
ests of spruce and tamarack cover the
northern parts of the mountains from
which timber is manufactured in Dau
phin and elsewhere, and sold at from
sl2 a thousand at the mills. Wild hops
and wild fruits are abundant, and ripen
in the open air. Vegetation through
out is surprisingly luxuriant, and, with
out hesitation, we would rank the whole
region amongst the best grain-growing
areas of the continent. The output of
wheat last year was about 75,000 bush
els, but this year it is estimated atover
a million.
Westward lie the homestead lands
which now, and when fresh surveys are
completed, will afford comfortable
homes to thousands of diligent fam
ilies. The great Gilbert Plains, also,
we were unable to visit, where grain
growing has been conducted with the
best results for years, and which will
become a vast wheat field as soon as a
branch railway reaches there. Settle
ment is speeding in all these regions,
re,minding us indeed of the early days
in our own States; and, as we have exam
ined, since our visit to Dauphin, a por
tion of the great country lying south
and east of Prince Albert, we can read
ily imagine the tide of immigration
which will soon flow into the Canadian
West.
(Signed) GEORGE S. BENNETT,
Hall's Summit, Kan.
S. W. BENNETT.
Hall's Summit, Kan.
E. F. BROOKS,
Westphalia, Kan.
JOHN FLANNERY,
Stuart, Neb.
This is the time of year for those who own
bicycles to store up wind for their pneu
matic tires. —Olean (N. Y.) Times.
Coughing; Leads to Conaamptloß.
Kemp's Balsam will stop the C'ough at
once. Goto your druggist to-day and get a
sample bottle free. Large bottles 25 and sf.
cents. Go at once; delays are dangerous.
No man can resist rattling a little money
he has in his pocket.—Washington (la.)
Democrat.
To fare • Cold in One l)«y
Take laxative liromo Quinine Tablet®.. All
druggists refund money if it fails to cure. 25e.
Don't use cannon to kill chipping birds.—
Olean (N. Y.) Times.
THE constantly recurring monthly suffering gives women
the blues!
How hopeless the future appears, month after month
the same siege with menstrual pain!
Comparatively few women understand that excessive pain
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