6
WHEN I AM GONE.
When X shall fold my hands in lasting
sleep.
All done the tasks to me assigned,
I wonder, will there be some one to weep,
Or will the world seem not to mind,
When I am gone?
When I have passed away, will some one
say.
As near my new-made grave he wan
ders by,
*'Stern Death comes to us all, to each his
day,"
And then pass coldly on without a sigh,
When I am gone?
When I have ceased my work, will there
be none
To place a rose upon my tomb.
And speak a word of praise for some deed
done,
Some kind word said, and mourn my
doom.
When I am gone?
—Thomas Curtis Clark, In Chicago Rec
ord-Herald.
HA ROSE OFM
NORMANDY
J WILLIAM E. A. WILSON |
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CHAPTER VIII. —CONTINUED.
Slowly they made their way to the
right side of the Salle, where, between
two windows overlooking the fosse,
Madame de Montespan, the reigning
favorite of the king, held her court.
About her crowded statesman and sol
dier, wit and court beauty, knowing
well that to gain her influence meant
the favor of the king. She was clad
in a gown whose skirt was of silver
tissue, embroidered in gold touched
with flame-color, with coat of Gros de
Tours also richly embroidered in gold.
Her hair was dressed in numberless
curls (one on each side of the temples
falling low on her cheeks), tied here
and there with black ribbons, to
which the magnificent pearls, once the
property of the Mareehale de l'Hopi
tal, were attached. A mantle of gold
d'Espagne partly concealed one dim
pled shoulder, leaving the other with
out cover. Her arms were bare to tho
elbow, and encircled above by a gold
open-work bracelet set with opals,
while gloves of cream-colored Brussels
lace covered her forearms and hands.
Right royal did she appear in all th:
refulgence of her voluptuous beauty:
the envy of every feminine mind; the
shrine before which each masculine
heart bowed.
The two men, first on the outskirts
of the crowd, gradually worked their
way toward the center of attraction,
listening to the conversation of those
they passed.
' Women are rakes by nature and
prudes from necessity," remarked La
Rochefoucauld in a low tone and with
a significant glance at Madame de
Montespan.
"True, most women prefer that we
should talk ill of their virtue rathes
than ill of their wit or their beauty,"
smilingly replied Fontanelle, the
young nephew of Corneille.
'"For good reason," rejoined La
Rochefoucauld. "Are not beauty and
youth as necessary to a woman as the
air they breathe and the wine they
drink? Is it not valueless to a woman
to be young unless pretty, or to be
pretty unless young?"
' What angels beautiful women ap
pear to be," sighed Racine, joining the
party, "and what demons they really
arc, who make us enter hell through
the door of paradise."
"Say, rather, that man is fire, wo
man tow, and the devil it is who comes
and blows," gloomily remarked the
Abbe Guyart.
"You will agree with me, Sir Abbe,"
laughed La Rochefoucauld, "saying
that man, woman, and the devil are
the three degrees of comparison. Or
perhaps you would put woman last?"
Before the priest could make reply
the voice of Madame de Montespan was
heard calling to them:
"What are you conspirators talking
about that you speak so low we cannot
hear you? Let us, too, share your
Jest, or benefit by your wisdom."
"I have just said," replied La Roche
foucauld unblushingly, "that there
■were few women whose charms outlive
their beauty, but that your wit,
madame, the famous wit of the Morte
mars, would yet charm the world were
your unsurpassed beauty to fade and
become but equal to that of other
•women."
Although he was a moralist. La
Rochefoucauld was still a courtier.
"And I had but remarked previous
ly," spoke up the young liar Fon
tanelle, "that, in the words of Francis
First, of gracious memory, 'A roya'
court without women is like a year
without spring; a spring without
flowers.' "
The person to whom these speeches
were addressed smiled swoetly upon
thp speakers, for all flattery, however
gross, was a sweet-smelling incense to
her nostrils.
"And you, Sir Explorer." she said,
looking at La Salle, who now stood
with Tonti within the inner circle,
"what does your experience teach you
to say upon this subject?"
"My experience in New France,
Madame, has been mainly among sav
ages. The word 'woman' is always as
sociated there with the word 'mar
riage.' " Then, seeing by the frown
upon the beauty's face that he had
committed an indiscretion, he added,
"but there beauty and wit are un
known quantities, and marriage is
synonymous with servitude."
"That condition is not confined o
New France," replied Madame <le
Montespan, with a bitter emphasis
upon the "New." "What says your
friend from Italy, the land of romance
and beauty?"
Tonti, to whom these remarks were
addressed, replied:
"A soldier, though from Italy, has
scant time to form opinions on sub
jects that belong to the domain of the
court. Although as to marriage," ho
added, with a smile and twinkle of the
eye, "I seem to remember a saying
we have in Tuscany: 'Before going
to war say a prayer; before going to
sea, say two prayers; before marry
ing, say three.' "
A burst of laughter from the group
greeted this reply, but before anything
else was said a whisper passed about
the room, "The King!" and in a mo
ment the crowd surrounding his fa
vorite had parted, leaving an open
way, down which he passed.
Before them all he stood, the chief
puppet of the play; backed by the
strength of armies whose advance
meant destruction, yet weak as water
beneath the caress of a mistress or
the wiles of a crafty minister, yet the
most polished voluptuary of his court;
shrewd almost to cunning in his coun
try's diplomacy, yet blinded by an
egotism so great that were his bitter
est enemy also an accomplished flat
terer, he and that enemy would be
friends ere sundown.
He was clad in a rich velvet coat
with amazingly wide skirts; brocaded
waistcoat reaching half-way to the
knee; satin small-clothes and silk
stockings; silver-buckled shoes that
came nearly up to the ankle, with red
heels four inches high; an immense
wig, covered with flour, upon his head;
a three-cornered cockaded hat, a gold
headed cane, and diamond-hilted
sword. He endeavored to move with
dignity, but he walked with a strut,
elbows sticking out, rolling eyes, and
out-turned toes. A king indeed he
was, yet at once the strongest, weak
est, grandest, most ridiculous monarch
of all Europe.
He had advanced half-way toward
his favorite, who was ready with a
smile to greet him, when he suddenly
stopped before one of the company
who was clad in the prevailing mode,
but all of his garments were black,
in strange contrast with the peacock
colors all about him, while large bands
ot crape about the arms and stockings
made him a prominent figure amid
the otherwise brightly gay throng.
He was the husband of Madame de
Montespan.
The king frowned. "Why all this
dark array and black looks, marquis?
For whom have you donned such
heavy mourning?" he demanded.
"For my wife," was the reply, as the
man gazed steadily into the eyes of
Louis and then looked at Madame de
Montespan, who was turning white
with anger. The king flushed, bit his
lip, then without a word turned upon
his heel, and, walking to the door
leading lo his cabinet, disappeared.
La Salle and Tonti moved toward
the door as the company, except those
who had appointments with the king,
began to disperse.
"I fear the royal temper will not be
greatly sweetened by this incident,"
remarked the former dryly.
"Pardieu! I like the marquis' cour
age," exclaimed Tonti by way of reply.
They had waited but a few minutes
when the door opened and their names
were called. They entered the king's
cabinet and found him seated at a
long table littered with papers; near
by sat his Minister Colbert, while in
a window's embrasure on the further
side of the room stood the minister's
secretary with his back to the rest of
the company, gazing out upon the
street.
La Salle and Tonti advanced and
stood at a respectful distance. All
look of annoyance had left the king's
face as he addressed them.
"So, Sieur de la Salle, you have
brought your lieutenant with you for
his commission. I recollect him well.
'Twas he that displayed such gal
lantry in the Sicilian campaign. I
have also heard the story of his iron
hand; a brave deed bravely done. Also
of his actions before Messina, his im
prisonment and all."
" 'Tis naught, sire," was Tonti's re
ply in a deprecating tone. "The
knowledge of your appreciation of my
effort * to serve your majesty, togethei
with the captaincy and the 300 livres
I received, are ample rewards."
Louis looked at the speaker sharply,
as if to determine whether the irony
he fancied he detected in the last
words were real or not.
"There were other rewards given
him which he has forgotten to men
tion," said Colbert, in a hesitating
tone. "It is not usual for foreign offi
cers to occupy the responsible posi
tions in the royal forces that, he lias
held. That of itself ought to be dis
tinction enough. Your majesty has
just asked me for my humble opinion
as to the brave capitaine's commis
sion. Like all of my opinions, it would
be worthless, but I should not recom
mend the signing of it."
Under the cloak of humility, the
wily minister threw such a tone of
meaning that Louis instantly demand
ed his reason.
"A thoroughly selfish one, sire, but
natural in one devoted to your inter
ests. Have we, too, many officers
whom you can trust as you do this
brave Italian? Would you not, in your
anxiety to please the Steur de la Salle,
be robbing yourself? Could not so gal
lant a soldier best serve the king by
remaining in France? War is again
imminent, and it will not be long ere
the Capitaine Tonti will have another
chance to perform other gallant deeds
and reap rich rewards."
The king seemed struck by the argu
ment advocated; the more so as it ap
pealed to the selfish side of his na
ture. He bit the end of his pen a mo
ment, then throwing it down before
him on the table and pushing the com
mission to one side, he turned 10
Tonti. "True words indeed," he said,
"and ones that but echo my own
CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, AUGUST 3, 1905
thoughts. We have need of strong
arms, clear heads, and loyal hearts in
our service. We thinl;, on the whole,
Sieur de la Salle, that you can find a
fit lieutenant for your enterprise with
out taking from us our true and tried
officers."
La Salle was about to sp»ak when
Tonti, advancing a step and with a
meaning glance at Colbert, thus ad
dressed the king:
"lie indeed, sire, speaks truly when
he says that there weie other re
wards given me which I forbore, not
forgot, to mention; rewards received
from the hands of an ambitious and
unscrupulous minister rather than
those of a grateful and generous
king."
"ilow now, Sir Capitaine!'' angrily
interrupted Louis. "W'e like not to
hear such words concerning our chief
officer of state."
"Pardon, sire," replied Tonti. "Soft
words are not always true ones. The
rewards referred to I shall enumerate
in a moment if you have tlie patience.
My father brought, me here a child.
He found a great king reigning over
a mighty kingdom with an empty
treasury. He devised a plan for ihe
filling of that treasury. You would
not permit him to carry it to conclu
sion; you intrusted it to the unskilled,
ignorant hand of your minister; it
failed. He studied the plan more care
fully and saw the merit of my father's
minute advice, hitherto unheeded. He
tried again; he succeeded; and now
his successor sits here the second man
in France, while my father, to whom
all was due "
"Was amply rewarded," interposed
Louis, "and went back to Italy to live
in well-deserved comfort his remain
ing days, dying in peace shortly after
his return."
"No," bitterly explained Tonti with
a menacing glance at Colbert. "That
was probably what his lying tongue
told you. Ah! Sire, the life of a loyal
soldier was ever mine. Through the
years of rough campaigning, through
siege and sortie, camp and fleet, I per
formed those deeds that you have
graciously enumerated, and returned
home to find the father who ought
to have been loaded down with hon
ors awaiting the arrival of his soldier
son fresh from a hundred battles "
Tonti stopped an instant as though
to gain control of himself. The king
was listening earnestly. Colbert sat
with a disdainful smile upon his lips,
and a venomous look in his eyes.
"To find the father whose skill in
finance and gratitude to the monarch
that received him, an exile, had given
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A HAND WAS LAID UPON HIS
SHOULDER.
you the means of conducting a glorious
war and gathering fresh laurels that
can never fade; that father who de
served as his reward the half of your
kingdom and a place at your right
hand; who taught me 'fear God and
honor the king' as the first whole sen
tence my young lips framed; —to find,
I say, that he had been housed in the
Bastille since my departure; that lie
had died alone and in prison; died a
victim of the cruelty and neglect of his
gaolers. Tell me, sire, is that the way
lo reward a faithful servant? For my
own reward, paltry though it was, I dc
not complain; but now when I come to
you loaded down with this gross injus
tice and wrong and beg a favor such as
Ihe present, am I to be refused? Nay
this is a favor I now beg, ask, yea,
more than that, demand of you. It is
not the days of fighting, the nights of
vigilance, Hie dangers met and passed,
the cords that bound these wrists in
captivity, the loss of this hand," —here
Tonti struck the table with his gloved
hand, causing a sharp metallic sound, —
"and ihe shame at having chosen an
ungrateful king to serve that cries to
>ou now from the mouth of a humble
capitaine,—it is more! It is a voice
higher than the voice of kings, louder
than the justice calling to a great
monarch, one who believes himself to
be just, whose kingly nature cannot
afford to be ungrateful to even the
meanest of his subjects."
King though he was, Louis delighted
in a brave man, even though he were
opposed to him. The better nature of
the monarch was stirred at such evi
dent injustice at his hands, so, in
stead of being angry at Tonti for his
plain speaking (strange speech indeed
lor royal ears to hear), he turned
sharply toward Colbert.
"Your explanation," he demanded
curtly.
"You will recollect, sire, that after
the failure of the elder Tonti's plan,
you were very much enraged, feeling
that he had deceived you, and desired
his name placed on the list of those
liable to have letires de cachet issued
against them?" said Colbert in an in
sinuating tone, as though fearful of
showing the king the fault of his own
doing, "in some way his name was not
erased, and indue process of time you
yourself signed one- for him; he was
apprehended, confined in the Bastille,
and died, not by cruelty of those who
oared for him as his son suggests, but
by his own hand. Some one else must
have told you the story about his re
tirement to Italy. I have never heard
it said."
The king looked at his oily-tongued
servant long and suspiciously, but
such was the confidence placed in him
and so great was his influence over
the royal mind that Louis finally with
drew his gaze, and muttering, "I must
have signed it without looking at the
name." he seized a pen, and taking up
the unsigned commission before him.
interpolated a few words and hur
riedly wrote the word "Louis," then
handed it to Tonti, saying:
"Shame on an ungrateful king! Ac
cept this commission as a partial re
turn for your own wrongs. In it I have
added several privileges additional.
As to the injustito to your father, be
lieve me, Louis, who loves to be called
'the just,' will watch over your en
deavors in the new world and reward
them tenfold, making up to the son in
some measure the wrong suffered by
the father at my hands. Go, and may
success be yours, and let it be known
that ho who opposes you strikes at the
king."
Tonti received his commission in si
lence, and after bending and kissing
the royal hand, left the room. La
Salle at a signal from Colbert, re
main* d. liouis buried himself in a
lengthy document. Colbert called to
him his secretary. He was the Comte
de Miron. White with rage, the min
ister whispered or rather hissed fnt.o
his ear: "Did you see that man who
.iust now left the cabinet?" The Comte
nodded. "Kill me him within 24
hours!" The Comte glided out by an
other door.
Meanwhile Tonti waited for his
friend in the Grand Salle. Not more
than 20 people remained, chiefly gath
ered about mademoiselle at the farther
end of the room. He joined them, and
listened as mademoiselle related the
incident of Renee and the accident to
her chair. During the recital he
worked his way into a position near
her elbow. When she had finished he
asked in a low tone and with forced
indifference, "and who might the for
tunate cavalier be who came so hap
pily to her aid?"
"She did not speak his name." Then
in tones so low that only Tonti could
hear, she added, with a spiteful gleam
in her eye, "but she recognized him.
it was the great explorer," then turned
her head away. Tonti was dazed.
There was only one great explorer, and
how she could have confounded him
self with La Salle he knew not.
Smarting with hurt pride and disap
pointment. he looked across to tho
other side of the group and saw the
lowering face and hate-filled eyes of
the Comte de Miron, and in that glance
he recognized his antagonist of the day
before.
[To Bo Continued.l
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the same a3 useq to tfo the
ily washing when Noah was a small
boy.
Of course if you do your work in
that out-of-date kind of way, there
won't be any rest for you here and
not much comfort in life either,
because you will always be busy.
Now, between ourselves, in the
matter of washing clothes—what's
the use of making a drudge of your
self when with a Majestic Rotary
Washing Machine, which costs little
and lasts long, you can almost make
a pastime of what used to be the
darkest day in the week.
Write for a circular to the Rich
mond Cedar Works, Richmond, Va.
AMERICAN INN
THE ONLY HOTEL ON THE
EXPOSITION GROUNDS
LEWIS AND CLARK CENTENNIAL
EXPOSITION, PORTLAND, ORE.
Rates European Plan, $1.50 to $5.00
Fates American Plan, 3.50 to 7.00
Including admission to Fair Grounds
For further information and free liooklet
address
THE AMERICAN" INN COMPANY
MHS. J. T. MCCUEADY, General Manager.