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* - I' ' | (Monsieur Beaucaire. Continued from sixth page.) " CHAPTER IV. 1 HERE fell a clear September night, when the moon j 1 ~ wa3 radiant over town and country, over cobbled I I streets and winding roads. From the fields the ^Igpg mists rose slowly, and the air was mild and fragrant, while distances were white and full of mystery. All Bath that pretended to fashion or condition was present that evening at a fete at the house of a * country gentleman of the neighborhood. When the stately junket y was concluded it was the pleasure of M. de Chateaurien to form one of the escort of Lady Mary's carriage for the return. As they took the road Sir Hugh Guilford and Mr. Bantison, engaging in indistinct but vigorous remonstrance with Mr. Molyneux over some matter, fell fifty or more paces behind, where they continued to ride, keeping up their argument. H?lf a dozen other gallants rode in advance, mut- ' * taring among themselves, or attended laxly upon Lady Mary'a aunt ' on the other side of the coach, while the happy Frenchman was permitted to ride close to that adorable window which framed the fairest ' y i face in England. He sang for her a little French song, a song of the voyageur wile ^ dreamed of home. The lady, listening, looking up at the bright moon, 1 felt a warm drop upon her cheek, and he saw the tears sparkling upon * her lashes f "Mademoiselle," he whispered then, "I, too, hare been a wan*9 t derer, but my dreams were not of Frtnoe; no, I do not dream of that ' betibe, of that dear eountry. It is of a dearer country, a dream counI try-?a country of gold and snow/1 he cried softly, looking at her i ^brte brow and the fair, lightly powdered hair above it. "Gold and i mom and the blue sky of a lady's eyes!" L thought the ladies of France were dark, /?ir." j Ufr "Cruel! It is that she will not understan'! Have I speak of the j| ft ladies of France? No, no, no! It is of the faires' country?yes, 'tis HB a province of heaven, mademoiselle. Do I not renounce my alle- d 8K gfenNM to Franoe? Oh, yes! I am subjec'?no, content to be slave? 2 m in the Ian' of the blue tkv, the gold and the snow." s; B "A very pretty igure," answered Lady Mary, her eyes downcast. <*?t .does it not bint a notable experience in the making of such o Bft ajkecfieef p Bg* "Tormentress! No. It prove' only the inspiration it is to know v jou." t * "W/. VnoKal. 1,/].m l<a? nlantt. at fka li'lro oif and vo pvot1 (yfflw ?T V 1^1I^U9U IAVUU9 U^?i ^/lOU 9J VA vuv 94* f " v v?v?* ? brilliant enough to detect the assurance that lies beneath the courtesies of our own gallants." ^ "Merci! I should believe so!" ejaculated M. de Chateaurien, but ^ * he smothered the words upon his lips. n .f Her eyes were not lifted. She went on: "We come, in time, to /f* believe that true feeling comes faltering forth, not glibly; that h V ^ smoothness betokens the adept in the art, sir, rather than your true? v. 1 ^ your true"? ' She was herself faltering; more, blushing deeply and , halting to a full stop in terror of a word. There was a silence. ti "Youi^-true?lover," he said huskily. When he had said that P ^ I word both trembled. She turned half away into the darkness of the ^ ' ,> coach. ' 8] "I know what make' you to doubt me," he said, faltering himself, 0 j? though it was not his art that prompted him. "They have tol' you Al the French do nothing al-ways but make love, is it not so? Yea, you ^think I am like that. You think I am like that now!" She made no sign. 8I "I suppose," he sighed, "I am unria'nable. I would have the * snow not so col'?for jus' me." !" She did not answer. r . "Turn to me," he said. a tl The fragrance of the fields came to them, and from the distance- a J ( ^ ; 1 ; faint, clear note of a hunting norm "Turn to me." jl The lovely head was bent very low. Her little gloved hand lay ?pon the narrow window ledge. He laid his own gently upon it. The ^ Wro hinds were shaking like twin leaves in the breese. Here was not ' drayrti away. After a pause, neither knew how long, he felt the ^ warm fingers turn and clasp themselves tremulously about his own. ^ At last she iooked up bravely and met his eyes. The horn was wound again?nearer. j J "All the cold was gone from the snows?long ago," she said. ^ "My beautiful!" he whispered. It was all he could say. "My ^ I beautiful!" But she clutched his arm, startled. g) "'Ware the road!" A wild halloo sounded ahead. The horn Y wound loudly. " 'Ware the road!" There sprang up out of the night ' a Hying thunder of hoof beats. The gentlemen riding idly in front of q. } the coach scattered to the hedge 9ides, and, with drawn swords flash- j * ing in the moon, a party of horsemen charged down the highway, their rc ^ cries blasting the night "Barber! Kill the barber!" they screamed. "Barber! Kill the w J barber!" p Beaucaire had but time to draw nis sword when they were upon J him. "A moi!" his voice rang out clearly as ho rose in his stirrupe. || "A moi, Francois, Louis, Berquin! A moi, Francois!" J The cavaliers came straight at him. Ho parried the thrust of the ]e fr first, but the shock of collision hurled his horse against the side of tho , u coach. L "Sacred swine!" he cried bitterly. "To endanger a lady, to make P this brawl in a lady's presence! Drive on!" he shouted. JJ J "No!" cried Lady Mary. The Frenchman's assailants were masked, but th^y were not high- Q ? waymen. "Barber! Barber!" they shouted hoarsely and closed in * ) on him in a circle. ,r "See how he use' his steel!" laughed M. Beaucaire, as his point c passed through a tawdry waistcoat. For a moment he cut through tho ^ TjiLg and cleared a space about him, and Lady Mary saw his face shin- ^ in the moonlight. "Canaille!" he hissed as his horse sank beneath ^ |vVd, though guarding his head from the rain of blows from p managed to drag headlong from his saddle the man who had ^ Vlig the poor brute. The fellow came suddenly to the ground itiilhere. g ] ??A not a compliment," said a heavy voice, "to bring six large jbdue monsieur ?" Pat\u are there, my frien'I In the rear?a little in the rear, ! & I i i ? N ! i. >. I I ?^????? The Frenchman's play with his weapon was a revelation of skill, the more extraordinary aa he held in his band only a light dress sword. But the ring closed about him, and his keen defense could not avail bim for more than a few moments. Lady Mary'3 outriders, the gallants of her escort, rode up close to the coach and encircled it, not interfering. "Sir Hugh Guilford!" cried Lady Mary wildly, "if you will not aelp him, give me your sword!" She would have leaped to the ground, but Sir Hugh held the door. "Sit quiet, madam," he said to her. Then, to the man on the box, 'Drive on." "If he does, I'll kill him!" she said fiercely. "Ah, what cowards I Will you see the duke murdered?" "The duke!" laughed Guilford. "They will not kill him, unless? be easy, dear madam, 'twill be explained. Gad's life!" he muttered to Molyneux, "'twere time the varlet had his lashing! D'ye hear ler?" "Barber or no barber," answered Molyneux, "1 wish I had warned iim. He fights is few gentlemen could. Ah?ah! Look at that I Tis a shame!" On foot, his hat gone, his white coat sadly Tent and gashed, lecked, too, with red, M. Beaucaire, wary, alert, brilliant, seemed to ransform himself into a dozen fencing masters, and, though his skill ippcarod to lie in delicacy and quickness, his play being continually vith the poin\ sheer strength failed to beat him down. The young nan was laughing like a child. (To be continued nextweek.) Saatee Sayiajs, SAXTEEV, August 5:?Mr and Mrs ? PIDfW P Gamble and children are spend. [ nUlLOOIllRilL \Uill\UU fig some time on Sullivan 'a Island. Mr li H Footman, the populai WnMHMHBHr nd efficient carrier on R F D No. fiom Greelyville, has been on th. I v. L But A. C Hindi ick list for the past few days. q a Qq O | IIMH^ Mr James Montgomery, formerly * 9 f this place but now of Salters De- Attornevs-at-law ot and other places, after a short Vf CTDirp C C. sit to relatives here, left Saturday j>.20-tf. > spend some tinle with his daugh- * ?r, Mrs Hudson of Harper's Rev J H Montgomery left Tues- U [jlll/jj! Uf(U|J|| Dentist. av for Mechanicsville to assist Rev "IIIIU liLUIfll III? == j L Inabinet in a protracted Lake City, S. C leeting at that place. Crown and Bridge Work a Specialty. Mr L A Rogerson of Harper's _ ~ , f _. Guaranteed as Represented. j visuinz relatives in cms ixmiuiuuiMr and Mrs \V M O'Bryan re- I 3/^55 timed several days ago from a very , leasant trip to the mountains of lorth Carolina. Mr O'Brvan also * pent some time last tfeek at Man- LAKE CITY, 8. C. ingand Summerton, soliciting sub- ?_____ :riptions to the stock of the cotton ?ill sobn to be erected at Oreely ville. Dr BJ McCabe Mr Willie Lesesne of Macon, Ga., Dentist pent several <lajs here last week rith his father, Capt E R Lesesne. KJ-WaOi XEiiii u. 0* fr Lesesne left Tuesday morning, ccompanied by his sister,Miss Ehae ^ p ^oy^ON'S <esesne, for the Jamestown exposi- Q Q D L ~ O LI ^ D ion, Washington, D C, New York bAnbtn bMUr nd other points North. ?in th#? ......... flB Keiril Botel M.? toutse Keel, has gone to u ^ ,p. blombia to prepare herself to be- fiances. Polite Service. ? ompetent m t Workmen. ome a traiuea nurse, we wisn 5 'q q^ iiss Keels much success ia her hosen profession. Miss Hattie Tutle returned to >rangeburg last Saturday to re? .ime her position as milliner tor C Pike, Jr. MissTutle's many riends regretted very much to see g er leave, but wish her a pleasant MMRmt / C Q ay in her adopted home. JBmU^ I 1 Mr Editor, it seems as if. all our V onng ladies intend leaving us. 'wo gone already, another soon to C >ave, leaving us only one or two t ? ? / lore and several sorrowful young the kind 01 tO len. But never mind, friends, they ill all return soon; for there is no has the natural lace like Santee. gratify the hung DeWitt's Little EarlyRisers don't COSt than all Ot cken or gripe. Small Pills, easy > take, sold by Dr. w. l. Wai- Steadily increas ice. J ^ The Largest and Most f ^mplete I proof is in the cl Establishment South. Mk ^ -MANUFAcrr. as or- Tobicco Company ash, Doors, Blinds Winiton-Salom, Moulding and Building Material, ,, qi# 'ash Weights and Cords CHARLESTON. 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