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Franc-ols llenupre. P'""",1,, u!l!t ?,J
three yean., after nn amunliiK Im-Ment In
whirl, Marshal N' rV,Lm Nt
Chevalier r,f France by lh- K " P "r r Na-
pi m. who prophesied that th boy
IniKht one day be u marshal of ! ram-e
under another Hmmp.irto. At he age of
tn Krnnools visits Ueiie rul Baron U i.
pnrrl (li.urKuinl, who with Allxe. his
i.-ven-year-old .laughter, llyes at the
Chateau A soldier of the Kmrdre under
Napoleon he flreii the boy's liiiaglniitlon
wlHi stories of his campaigns. 1 ho gen
eral offen Francois a I e nt th Cha
teau The bov refuses to leave his pa
rent, but In the end become a ropylHt
fur the general and learns of the friend
ship between the general nnd Mariiuls
Znppl. wjio campaigned with the general
under Napoleon, Mnnpili Znppl and his
on, I'letro, arrive at the Chateau. The
general agreea to rare for tho Marquis
on wlillo the former goes to Anierlea.
The Marquis before leaving for America
ssked Francois to be a friend of his son.
The boy solemnly promises. Francois
goes to the Chateau to live. Marquis
fcappl die leaving I'letro as a ward of
the general. Allxe, I'letro and Francois
meet a strange boy who proves to be
Prince Louis Napoleon. Francois saves
his life. The general discovers Francois
loves Allxe. ami extracts a promise from
him that he will not interfere between the
girl and Pletro. Francois goea to Italy
as secretary to I'letro. Uueen Hortense
plnns the escape of her son Ioiils Na
nolenn hv ftlMiriilKlnir him and Maraud
Znppl as her lackeys. Francois takes
Marquis Zappl's place, who Is 111, In the
encfloe of IIiirtertMA end Ixttlls. Tressed
as Iuls's brother Francois lures the
Austrlans from the hotel allowing the
prince and his mother to escape. Fran
coin In nrlxmier nf the AUHtrlatlS fol
ttvm fan In th enatln riwnHll bv 1'letrO
In Italy. He discovers In his gunrd one of
Pletro's old family servants, and tnrotign
him semis wnrd to his friends of In
Plight. The general. Allxe and Pletro
hea from Francois and plan his rescue,
l-'ranrolx as a irnest of the Austrian gov
ernor of the castle prison Inspects the
Interior of the wine cellar of the Zappl.
Francois receives a note from i'letro ex
nletninff In rlelull hnw to escane from III)
prison. KWxn awaits hlin on horseback
and tends him tn hla fr'entls on hoard
the American sailing vessel, the "lively
I.ucy."
CHAPTER XIX.
The Sacrifice.
Young Henry Hampton, thrilled to
the core at this drama, bent over him.
as DattlHta laid blm on the deck, and
looked up anxlouBly at I'letro.
"In he living?" he asked.
lie was living, though for an hour or
two the devoted friends who cared for
him doubted If they had not got blm
back only to lose blm. Hut that last
effort of the charge to the ship being
past, when consciousness came again
be grew strong more rapidly.
"I thought the Austrians would
nab me ae I came aboard," he whis
pered, smiling gaily as be gasped the
words to Allxe. "It was flTm In my
mind."
And Allxe laughed at blm, and told
him that they were far out on the Ad
riatic now, safe under the American
flag, and the Austrlans left two hun
dred miles behind.
"Even If they bad nabbed me,"
whispered Francois, "those two days
with you would have paid."
' And Alixe shuddered a little and told
htm to go to Bleep and stop thinking
of Austrlans, for they were out of his
life now forever.
"My seigneur," said Francois next
day when the general took bis turn at
ltting by bis bed, "may 1 nsk a ques
tion?" "Any question In the world, Fran
cols, my son," the general growled at
him, as if tho tender words were a de
fiance to an enemy.
Francois hesitated. "About Allxe
and rictro."
The general shook his head. "Ah
that! That I cannot tell you, Fran
cols. Sometimes I believe that I have
been mistaken, that " the general as
he stopped looked oddly at Francois
and smiled. "Sometimes I believe that
even I, even Gaspard Gourgaud, might
make a mistake In trying to play the
good God, and arranging lives. That
might be yes. In any case I cannot
tell."
Francois, thinking deeply, hazarded
another question. "He loves her?"
"I believe so, indeed," suld the gen
eral. "He cares most to be with us
ft tMMt?
The General Shook Hla Head.
with her. Ah yes, I have no doubt that
be loves her. But why It goes no far
ther apristi! It Is beyond me
that! I would knock their foolish heads
together, me but that Is not conveni
ent."
"Does she love I'letro?"
"Mon dleu! How can a mere man
say that? She Is a woman. I do not
know not In the least," the general
exploded at him.
"But I'letro loves her?" Francois
asked again, his wistful smiling eyes
searching the general's face.
"Yes I am sure of It."
And Francole smiled.
"No one could help It," be said half
to himself.
In a day more little Battlsta came
Into Francois' cabin and put clothes
on him and wrapped blm like a mum
my In coats and rugs, and carried blm
In his arms up on deck, and there laid
him tn a hammock on the sunny side
of the ship. And the salt air blew ou
his face and he gulped It In, and by
and by Allxe brought a chair and sat
by blm and reud to him, aud Francois
f i
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lay quiet and wondered If heaven
could be any Improvement on this.
So, on that long, bright, calm morn
ing at sea Francois lay In the ham
mock and watched the million little
waves glisten and break for unknown
miles over the sunlit water, and lis
tened to tbe voice he loved best In the
world, as It told him of thoBe others
whom he loved also, and of the places
dear to him; nnd he wondered that he
had Indeed come through the long
nightmare of prison to this happiness.
"Mr. Hampton has been talking to
me about Virginia; It must be a beau
tlful country," said Allxe. "I should
love the free friendly life of those
great domalng. I believe 1 could leave
France and Vieques for such a coun
try as that, where there are no pollti
cal volcanoes on top of which one
must live. With us It Is always plot
ting and secrecy. Always a war to
look back on or to look forward to. I
should like to go to Virginia."
"But," said Francois, with his great
eyes glowing, "the war one now looks
forward to In France will be short and
glorious. And after that will bo peace.
for there will bo a Hon a parte ruling,
and that means strength and good
government"
"How you believe In the great cap
tain and In bis blood," and Allxe
smiled down at the pale face on flr
wllh Its lifelong enthusiasm.
"One must," said Francois simply,
and paused, and went on. "For me
you know, Allxe, how It is. How the
star of the Bonupartes has always
seemed lo be my star! I bolieve that.
I believe that my life Is tied to that
house. Nopoleon was more than hu
man to my mind, bis touch eet me
aside for bis uses In my cradle."
"And made you a chevalier," Allxe
considered. "That was a true acco
lade, Francois. You would have a
right to that title under another Bona
parte.
"I believe so, Allxe."
"And my father believes It. So you
must hurry and get well and come
back to France and be fit for work
when the prince needs you. Chevalier
Beau pre. My father has told you that
a movement Is preparing? He Is reck
less, my father, and It troubles me. It
might bo unsafe for blm to live In
France If hie part In these plots were
known."
Then you could come to Virginia
to Carnlfax," and Francois smiled.
But Allxe flushed. "That Is .Metro's
estate, not ours," she said quickly;
and then she rose and bent over the
sick boy. "I must go to my father
now," she said, and caught hiB piti
ful hands suddenly In both hers. "But
oh! Francois, I wish I could tell you
bow It changes all tbe world to have
you back aguln" and she was gone.
Francois, trembling with a rapture
be could not quiet, lay, no( stirring, be
cause be feared to break tho spell of
the touch of her hands; feeling within
hi in a rebel hope that yet be would
not let take hold of him. Could it be?
Was It true? Did she care for him and
not I'letro? Was that the reason that
In all these years she and I'letro were
still ouly sister and brother? Yet, he
caught and choked the thought. Even
then he had no right, he could not,
would not tell her what she was to
him. He would be I'ietro's friend al
ways as he had promised long ago;
more, a thousund times more now,
when rictro had given back to him
freedom and life and hope.
CHAPTER XX.
A Social Crisis.
On a day the ship sailed Into a splen
did roadstead, big enough to hold the
ships of half the world. Then Into a
wide flushing river, the James river,
four or five miles wide down there at
its mouth. And up and up and up the
bright river, the narrowing river, be
tween Its low green banks, with now
and again a gllmpBe of a large house
und of gardens and lawns green with
June, as one sailed past.
Harry Hampton told Francois who
lived In them as they went by Har
risons and Carters and Byrds and Ran
dolphs Btrange-sounding, difficult,
English names In the ear of the
renchman. Young Mr. Hampton knew
them all, It seemed; many of them
were hla cousins; Francois listened,
urprixed, Interested, to the word pic
ture which the Virginian unconscious
ly drew, us he tulked of every-day hap
penings, of a society and a way of liv
ing quite different from any the
Frenchmen hud ever heard of.
With that they were In sight of
Roanoke house one might see the
roofs of the buildings over the trecB
Harry Hampton pointed it out with a
touch of excitement In his grave man
ner. Then, as one slipped along the
sparkling water, there was a ebarp
bend tn the Btream, aud as they turned
It the large silvery green slope of the
lawn lay before them, with Its long
wharf and barges lying at the water
hi do, and a ship unloading Its return
cargo from England.
"It la the Sea Lady" culled young
Hampton. "Sho Is in before us and
she Bailed so long after."
He made a quick movement forward
with his pathetic broken step for this
only son of the Hampton family was a
cripple.
There were people gathering on the
lawn, negroes drawn up In line; the
women In bright-colored turbans, men
and women both showing white teeth
us they grinned with the pleasure and
tbe excitement of watching the ship
tome In. Then a white light figure
ran down the broad greenness, and a
girl Btood, golden curls on her shoul
ders, a straw hat with blue ribbons
tying down some of the golden curia,
but not all stood and watched and
waved an eager friendly band.
"It Is my cousin Lucy," Harry
Hampton said, and Francois, looking
at him, saw bis eyes Qxed ou ber Intently.
In a few minutes more, leaving the
ship with his halting careful step,
Francois saw him kiss her cousinly
yet It seemed not altogether cousinly
and with that he was saying a word
about "My new friend, the Chevalier
Beaupre," and the girl's quick band'
clasp and tbe warm welcome in bor
voice of bonoy, made Francois feel as
If a place In her friendship bad been
waiting for him always.
Then, from back of her, from some
where, towered suddenly a tall man,
with lurgo features, and first seized
Harry Hampton's hand and then
turned to the stranger with the same
air of entire pleasure and hospitality,
"My nephew's friend Is welcome at
Roanoke house," he said, and Francois,
with his few words of English, under
stood enough to be warmed to the soul
at bis first contact with southern hos
pitality. "It Is my uncle, Colonel Hampton,"
Harry's voice was explaining.
They would not bear of his going to
Carnlfax not for days, not for a
"My Nephew's Friend Is Welcome to
Roanoke House."
month; why Bhould he go at all?
Colonel Hampton asked. If be were to
be only a year or two In Vlrgiuia, why
trouble to eet up housekeeping alone
In that big house, when Roanoke houBe
was here and In order, aud only too
glad to keep him. So Francois for a
week or two stayed. And found him
self, shortly, a notability. Harry Hamp
ton, hie boyish ambition for adventure
and daring denied every personal out
let, because of that accident In baby
hood which had started him In life
hopelessly lame, was as proud of his
salvage from the Austrian bird of
prey as If Francois" record had been
his own. Much more frankly proud, for
he could talk about It, and did. Allxe
had told him a great deal, and tbe
episode of the headlong rescue of
Frince Louis Napoleon, tbe capture
and Imprisonment and final theatrical
escape, went like wild-fire about the
countryside, and stirred all the ro
mance of the warm-blooded southern
ers. Every house wanted the hero to
break bread, and under young Harry's
proud wing Francois went gladly to
meet all these friends of his frend.
As the general had said years ago.
his simplicity struck tho finest note
of sophisticated high breeding; more
over, he had lived with high-bred
peoplo In more than one country; the
aristocrats of Virginia were delighted
with his young nobleman, as they
thought him with his charm of man
ner and his stirring history, with the
lines of suffering still In bis thin face
and the broad lock of gray the badge
of that suffering In his dark hair;
with the quaint foreign accent too, and
the unexpectedness in the turns of
his rapidly Increasing English.
And now be had left Roanoke, and
was living tn the great old house on
Fletro's land, the old house which had
been lived In a hundred years before
I'ietro's futher had bought It, the old
house in which grandchildren of Ple
tro live today.
Something In his odd broken Eng
lish, something In his vivacity and en
ergy, something in the warmth of the
heart which the poor souls felt tn
him none quicker than negroes to
feel a heart fascinated the slaves
who fell to his unaccustomed manage
ment. He had met Henry Clay and
the proud aristocrats or Virginia as
men and women, and given them the
best of himself; he met these thick
lipped, dim-souled, black people no
otherwise, nnd gave them the Bame.
By the crystal truth In him the first
had been vanquished, and It happened
not differently with theBe oer human
beings. I'ietro's mishandled property
grew orderly month by month; Fran
cois, In the saddle most of the time,
riding from end to end of the planta
tion, found his hands full and his work
Interesting, and his health and
strength coming back though that
was a slower progress.
The people' who do most are likely
to be the people who can do a thing
more. Young Henry Hampton, ruled
out of the larger part of his natural
pleasures by that stern by-law of na
ture, which bad made blm lame, ap
pealed to Francois' sympathy every
day more deeply. The one thing
which the lad could do was riding.
"Henry," Francois spoke, as the two
trotted together down a shady lane of
the plantation on the way to tbe far
fields where negroes worked In the
autumn sunlight, "what would you
think of organizing a mounted troop
of mllltla?"
The boy's face flamed with excite
ment What would he think of It? He
would yilnk It glorious, wonderful,
half a dozen big adjectives.
There were many young men In the
neighborhood; all of them rode; none
of thsm had enough to do; Francois
had a hold on them a man may not
spend five years tn a dungeon because
of a dualling mad act of bravery with
out acquiring a halo which adheres
afterward; It was fairly certain that a
military company, originating with the
Chevalier Beaupre, would succeed
And tt succeeded. Three days later
It was started with the cordial sanc
tion of the fathers and the enthusiasm
of the Bons. Francois was, of course,
the moving spirit and the responsible
head, and Francois was bard at work
calling back the old lore of his school
days at Salnt-Cyr and reading books
on tactics and all military subjects.
"Henry," said Colonel Hampton one
morning after breakfast at Roanoke
House, "I want to speak to you a mo
ment In my study."
Harry went calmly Into tbe dim,
pleasant, old room, with Its paneled
walls and portraits set Into the panel
ing; he bad no fear of what bis uncle
might say, for he was not merely the
young nephew and ward living in his
uncle's house he was the owner of
most of the acres which made the
plantation a great one. Colonel Hamp
ton considered that In his treatment
of Harry, and Hurry knew it well
enough. Moreover, it was an unspok
en secret that Harry or Lucy bad the
right of strength over weakness in
dealing with the head of the bouse.
Obstinacy combined sometimes with
weakness, It is true, but yet the two
youngsters understood clearly that the
colonel was the bead only by a grace
ful fiction. So young Henry Hampton
felt no alarm at the quality of his
uncle's tone. The colonel sat down In
the biggest chair, a chair throne-like
In Its dignity; he faced the lad and
pulled Importantly at the end of his
mustache.
"This troop of cavalry about organ
ized?" he demanded.
"Well, that's rather a big name for
it, Uncle Henry, but It is going like a
streak," answered Henry, junior. "We
meet again toduy, and tomorrow I
think we shall begin business."
"1 approve of It," Colonel Hampton
stated.
Harry bowed his head gravely. Tho
colonel went on.
"It la a well-bred and appropriate
method of amusement. A gentleman
should know something of military af
fairs. But ah the ranking and
ah arrangements? Such details are
not unlikely with gentlemen of the
first families, as you all are except
one to crystallize Into a later Impor
tance. The man who has been the
leader of this company of very young
men will not unlikely be the man
thought of as a leader in ah affairs
of greuter moment to come. May I
inquire who Is the captain?"
Henry Hampton looked troubled,
Impatient,
"Why, nobody yet. Uncle Henry. We
bave not got to that, But, of course,
the Chevalier "
Colonel Hampton Interrupted him.
"Exactly. I thought so. That Is what
I wish to avoid. The Chevalier must
not be the captain."
The boy caught up the words hotly.
Uncle Henry, he has done It all. We
all want him."
"Exactly. But you muBt not have
him. 1 am surprised at you, Henry!
Do you remember that this man Is
peasant-born? Do you want to be led
Into battle by a per.ion whoso rank
Is not above that of our own serv
ants?"
"Led Into battle!" Young Henry
laughed shortly. "Led into a corn
field Is more Ilk It." And then his
glance fired. "Moreover, Uncle Henry,
if there were battle tn the cose, we
should all count ourselves lucky to be
led by a hero."
"A hero!" Colonel Hampton sniffed.
"A mere French peasant by his own
account Of course, I have received
him, because of your infatuation for
him. And the young man has quali
ties. He bos been a success socially,
I will not deny. I am quite surprised
by his success. But when It comes to
putting him In a position above men
of birth, ray blood revolts. I request
you, Henry, to use your Influence
against this. I can not endure to have
him give you commands. You should be
the captuln, because your social posi
tion has made the enterprise possible.
But, yet, if your misfortune if Borne
other seeniB more fit " A painful color
darkened the boy's face and his brows
gathered. The colonel went on. "I
should make no objection to that. But"
again he pulled at the corners of bis
mustache with solemnity "I must re
quest you to use your Influence abso
lutely to prevent this parvenu from
being placed over you."
Hurry Hampton put his hand on the
tablo beside him and lifting himself
with that aid stood before his uncle,
leaning a little on the table as his
lame foot made It necessary, but yet
a figure full of decision and dignity.
"And I must refuse absolutely,
Uncle lenry, to do anything of the
kind. I am not In question. As you
say, I have a misfortune. I shall use
what Influence I have to see thai the
Chevalier Beaupre is made captain of
the company he lias organized and is
to educate. This 1b fitting. I am
proud to call him my friend, and I am
glad that I am large-minded enough to
realize that as large a mind as his Is
not to be measured by petty standards.
If be Is a prince or If he is a peasant
Is quite Immaterial, because he Is first
a very great thing himself." He
turned from the astonished colonel,
and with his halting step was gone.
Shortly the young master's horse
was ordered and he had left word with
Ebenezer, the butler, as he went out,
that he would not be home till bed
time, and was off toward Carnlfax,
"Francois," he began, finding his
friend busy over his papers In that
same library, at that same carved ma
hogany desk, where today He the pack
ages of old letters "Francois, I want
to speak to you about something be
fore our meeting."
"What then? The boy Is out of
breath. You have been running Black
0
Hawk again, my Henry that horse
will compluln of you soon, the strong
beast What Is It you are in such a
hurry to say that one must race across
country bo of a good hour of the morn
lng?"
But Henry was too Intent to talk
nothings. "It Is Important," he said
briefly. "We must have a captain for
the company at once, and It must be
you."
"Sabre de bols!" smiled Francois ra
diantly. "Tho good ideal I can not
imagine a fellow more beautiful to be
a captain than I. Can you?"
But Henry was altogether serious
minded. "You will consont then?" he
threw at him. "I did not think of It
till this morning, but I see It should
bo done at once. We shall all want
you, of course, and want nobody else."
Now Henry Hampton, not having
thought of tbo question till this morn
ing, had no right to make this state
ment In a full round voice of certainty.
Yet he know every mnn In the com
pany, and he felt In himself the force
to answer for them. He answered
for them without a hesitation. And
with that Francois' laughing face grew
grave. He pushed the letters from hlin
and got up and came across to the boy
and bent and put his arm around his
shoulder as he sat still and stiff.
These French ways of bis friend
pleased Hpnry Immensely, but they
also petrified him with embarrass
ment. Francois was not In the least
embarrassed. He patted the broad
young shoulder affectionately.
"My good Henry," he said gently.
"What a loyal heart and what a reck
less one! How then can you answer
for all those messieurs?"
Harry flung up his bead and began.
"They will If they do not I shall make
them" but Francois stopped the bold
words.
"No." he said quietly yet with a
tone of finality which the other recog
nized. "That will not be necessary. And
the messieurs are my good friends;
they will treat mo with honor; they
will be better to me than I deserve. I
know that well." There were so few
peoplo In the world who did not to
Francois, seem his good friends. "But,
my Henry, I will not be the captain.
I have thought of that, if you have not.
Look here."
He swung to the desk and slipped
out a drawer, aud had a long folded
paper In his hands. He flapped It
open before Harry's eyes. It was a
formal notice to Mr. Henry Hampton,
junior, that the Jefferson troop of Vir
ginia had elected him as Its captain.
Harry flushed violently and his
mouth quivered with pleasure, with
nervousness, with unhappiness. The
other watched him eagerly. All this
affair of the troop he had done to
give pleasure to Harry Hampton, his
friend. It was the only way In which
the lame, boy could be on equal terms
with the other boys, and Francois bad
determined from the first that every
joy which could be gleaned out of
It he should have. To be the captain
ought to be a Joy.
"I!" Harry cried and then was silent
and then spoke sorrowfully. "But
It can not be!"
"Can not be?" demanded Francois.
"Why not?"
Thero was a moment's silence and
with a pulnful effort the words came.
"My misfortune. I am lame."
And Francois cried out, "Henry all
that is nonsense! What of It? It is
a thing you do as well as the best
riding. Who has such a seat, such
hands as you? Why not then, I do
mnnd?" And went on. "It is settled.
I have talked to them nil see the sig
natures. You are the captain, my
Henry and I am your right hand and
your left hund yes and your feet, too,
whenever you need me."
"But," suld Hurry, dazed, "It Is really
your place; don't you want to be cap
tain?" he shot at tho other boyishly.
And with that Francois' arm wns
about his shoulder again as the two
KEEPS WATCH OVER SILVER
Mrs. Carnegie a Zealous Guardian of
Valuable Tableware of the
Household.
I met an old friend this week who
had JUBt come down from Sklbo castle,
where she had been staying with the
Parneeles. writes a London corres
pondent of the Kansas City Star.
Thev are the kindest people in tue
world to visit." she said. "There
was only one thing I did not like
there, that was the porridge. It seems
tn be an affront to the family if you
don't eat your porridge off the lovely
silver platter on which it is served. 1
did so want to put one of these plat
ters In my pocket," she added. "They
were geuuine Queen Anne.
"Th old silver at the castle Is Mrs.
Carnegie's fetish. She is quite crazy
over It About 9:30 in the evening sho
in lin nut of the drawing room and
steal down to the housekeeper's room
ennnt it before It Is locked in its
special safe for the night She is the
most house proud chatelaine in all the
highlands, and that's saying a lot
The housekeeper has been with her
for years, yet Mrs. Carnegie is not
content to let her count these treas
ures. But probably It is Just a labor
of love and a Joy to her to handle
the rare old things."
There is no vestige of snobbery
about the Carnegles; they don't pine
a bit for the society of royalty or even
titled folk, but they are anxious for
the companionship of brainy Individ
uals. Of late Andrew has taken to be
stood together, and Francois was
laughing. "But yes," he said. "I
should like It. That is a Bocret." His
face was brilliant with laughter. "You
only may know, my Henry, that I am
vain ah, very vain," he repeated sad
ly. "Never tell It. I love titles and
honors and Importance. I like to be
called Chevalier though Indeed that
is my right," he added with a quick
touch of dignity. "And I should like
very much to be captain of this com
pany of line young men, the flowers
does one say? of the South. But It
Is not best." He held up his forefinger
and looked enormously worldly-wise.
"No. You would not mind; the young
messieurs would not mind, perhaps
but the fathers ah, the fathers!" Ha
threw back bis head and gazed at the
ceiling with eyes of horror. Then with
a start and a hund flung out, "And the
mothers! Mon Dleu! But the moth
ers, Henry! They would make what
you call It a h 1 of a time, is It not?"
He Flapped It Open Before Harry's
Eyes.
Harry roared with joy at the terri
fied whisper. "But I have neither fa
ther nor mother," he suggested.
"Ah, Henry," argued Francois with
deep satisfaction In his tone, "thul
makes you so suitable."
"Suitable!" Inquired Henry.
"But yes, my friend. It kills jeal
ousy. All Is grist, one says, that
conies to your mill. All Is fathers,
all Is mothers to the poor orphan and
besides that, there is Monsieur the
Colonel. One sees that the uncle of
tho captain will be contented. And
whom should I wish to content-but my
first host, my first benefactor In this
land? I believe, indeed, ho would be
displeased If I should tuke the place
I believe he Is not satisfied of my
birth."
And beneath the nonsense of Fran
cois, Henry could but ncknowledgo the
clear-sighted logic. So It happened
that Henry Hampton became captain
of the JefferBon Troop, to the entire
satisfaction of all concerned.
(Tf) UK rONTINl'lin.)
Exterminated Like the Buffalo.
Some Idea of the vast numbers of
animals that Africa used to support
can be gained from a passago In W.
Scully's reminiscences. It was Mr.
Scully's good fortune In 1S92 to wit
ness the last great trek of spring
bucks from east to west of the Hush
manland desert a trek on a scalo
such as no man will ever see again.
Fencing, the increase, of population
and the distribution of amis have al
most exterminated the once Innumer
able host. He says: "I have stuod
on an eminence pome twenty fret
high, far out on tho plains, and seen
the absolutely level surface, us wide
the eye could reach, covered with
resting springbucks, while from over
tho eastern horizon the rising col
umns of duBt told of fresh hosts ad
vancing. ing a ruconteur and does it uwfully
well. He likes bis friends to correct
him If ho repeats himself. It would be
a blessing If other Btory tellers did
likewise.
The gardens or Skibo nre looking
gorgeous Just now, especially the old
English gurden which Is a mass of
flowers, with fruit trees around the
wulls, and cabbages to give it the
true air of a century ago! Tho walls,
like those of all self-respecting Eng
lish gardens, are mellow red brick.
Everybody knows there are no raln
bows in the world like those of Scot
land. When one appears In tho sky
at Sklbo a bell rings and all the house
party fly to tbe lawn to admli It.
School Boys Badly Used.
Early In the last century many boys
at Eton, England, had to undergo a
rough training. An old Etonian who
left the school In 1834 describes' bis
experiences there as "worse than that
of many Inmates of a workhouse or
gaol. To get up at five on freezing
winter mornings; to sweep their own
floors and make their own beds; to
go two-by-two to the pump for a
scanty wash; to eat no mouthful of
food until 9 a. m.; to live on an end
less round of mutton, potatoes and
beer, none of them too plentiful or toe
good; to sleep In a dismal cell with
out chair or table. Such was the lot
of boys whose parents could act afford
to pay for a private room. Some of
these underwent privations that miht
bave broken down a cabin boy, and
would be thought tuhumsM U inflicted
on a galley slave."
GLORIES
o W1P
I met him on 3
corner whi,
saw hti i,,,
congeal,
And ho upolcB f -furs
that rov
him almont (
hrud to heel
"Ah, but thli
lovely weai.
Stirs a tub,,
blood, you kt;
If I could I t.
I'd always t
It ten di j;rcf,
low;
Take a cold t,.
every morr-;
sleep out on ;
porch at nig!,: .,,
Nothing like It '
you're am:
to keep t '
lit and rlk-lit.'
In the hovels :
shivered, t- h ;
dren who -lightly
clml
Heard the frr.
windows rt.
and neRlerted to he (tlad; j
ThnniKh tho storm the doctors hurr-
wearled from lonit lack of r"Ht, :
Muny a weeping mother vainly clinp.!,
dead hnue to her bream; ,
Throuich the city Ieath went sl.ilk.-r
trlklnR down the young anil oH,
the Kuunt cab horses slilveml
they stood out tn the cold.
I met her In a parlor, where she loll-; ;
luxury: (.
"Ah," she said, "this Is the seamm "i
brings greatest Joy to me; i
H" 1 love to hear the creaklnc of
wheels upon the snow;
What a joy there Is in living when
ton degrees below!
8ir1iiKtlnie brings Its fragrnnt blow
out I feel supreme delight I
When the wind blows from the norihh
and the world is i-lothed In li't
i
Py the purh an old mnn tumbled; at i
side his shovel lay, I
And his poor, thin coat was flutter:'.
the wind that howled awuy;
I'allld rhlldren crouched where n;i'!rt'
could not be Indured to leave. !
In the hovels women shivered und frr
all but to grieve: !
Through the city Death went t.ili!;t
madly striking right and left j.
Where the llttlo, gloomy coal bin ntu
contents were bereft. I
CANDID OPINION.
There are no lamp poslB along fr.
straight and narrow path. ':
Friendship goes out the wltnl";
when envy enters the door.
" t
A wise man never pretends to knc.
all about everything. jj
Putting confidence in a cheap i":
is an expensive experiment j
The happiness that comes ovit
bar Ib always very brief. v1
Since she cannot put her linml "i
her pockets It is a lucky thing,
woman that her back hair w't
constant fixing.
How, Indeed?
"Do you love your papa?" asked li
, t . . . i
"Yes. sir," Bald Willie.
"And do you obey him?"
"Yes. sir."
"And now comes the most Impr
tnnt question of all. Do you hue
him?"
"How can I If he Is the kind a'.
man ma tells him he Is every lit
while?"
BLOWING SOME.
Have you t
Ananias club
this town?''
"Yes. sir. T
president of II
a follow t
claims that
lng the ref:
Btorm here tt
wind blew tbe blacking from his nbo
without doing any other daimiK
his property."
The Disturbing Poet.
There Is no death," tho poet bhM,
"Whut men call death Is only sift
Tho husband whom you mourn m J'
Kill Ilea in slumber sweet and deep'
Tl e widow heard the poet spenk
And wonder seemed to fill her evi;
A tear drlod on her dimpled cheek.
Hhe sighed some very soulful sltfl.i.
"Not dead? Not dead?" she said nt W
Ah, sir, why will you scare roe i
i ne courts nnvo wince wttntn me i"'
iiojecieu to nivopsing us.
Did His Best
"Hut why In the world tlld the v
fellow wish to go about barefooted
cold weather? He ought to have kno
it would cause his death."
"Somebody once called him an
centric genius, and be was trylnl
make good."
Praise.
"What" asked the t.rond voting
thor. "do you think of my new novel'
"I must admit" replied tbe netf
less critic, "that you afforled the
1st an opportunity to make some
illustrations."
Useless Bother.
"But haven't you ever saved up'
thing for the rainy day?"
"No, what's the use? 1 exped "
go to Arizona as soon as I find lU
I'm down and out here."
Ha Knew Him.
BUI You know that uncle of jo""
who loctures?"
0111 I cueBB I do.
"He told me he had a very ulU"
audience last night."
"Then he was probably talkinl '
himself."
Saw Their Pictures.
Blx What do you think of J
English militants who go
smashing window glass? .
Dlx Some of them are
enough in smash a "looking el""'
n
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