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PI'IICIAII hooulys tired [honorarium Itwouldbsastu jackets. 5m the mug sign . ' ‘ “The store's the pity- St Benoit bow- al'e not fol-nun: 1" W - . ’ . “Give them a plenary sbsolution and °‘ “ a” diamonds °“ h" Pm“ I Lackofnourishmentisthecnuse. - - bednallovorsgain.” intnr- “Ala!"imodtheobbeintheofl' . . 1 0mm clating priest's sing-song. and the drastic drugs. A torpld liver is but 300“: Em ll son . I l I “- _ . ' m" the Duchess assented When dimpled with delight. indication of an ill-nourished, enleeblg , . ‘t 5W“ ‘ and m hone we systan. _ .. in “ting the lagging, torpld liver a gust mistake to lash it with strong .. ' rely. “it will keep them both out “The Abbe has not told you," said body whose organs m . mu, 0,. 7'11 18 “(I‘m m: 2:59.23. (1 worse much, ief. My I cannot die the Duke, “how he sat on'fhe fâ€"fishy work. Start with bottom: and allies: Jmhate checked ‘11!"me stoop. miss the girl. She wsshes my lace to grisettes bed. He is a bold man our organs of digestion and nutrition, put “Yeah. indeed. n a m...» perfection.” And she resettled the deliâ€" ”INN me“; ”Stem The" "r0 '0 M In vor'arlns order and see how “Strange?” questioned the Cheva- cute . on her corsage for the ‘1 at madames belle]: “‘3 morningâ€" quickly your liver will become active. benefit ‘1 the Comte de Mont Rouge. charming shoulders s c has I repeu- . Pierce's Golden Medical DiScovery lier. u - - an kept standing on our feet were we, in .. But Andre ha noth more to say, Well, what is it?‘ St. Benoxt de- 4 made many marvelous cures of liver d In: m I I for she is royal now is the Mutual”. trouble" by its wonderful control of the The Chevalier looked very seriously at The Abbe took a fresh pinch of “am" '3“ m" 1“" ‘ cum" was of digestion and nutrition. It rc- hlm and then at the dead man. A shiv- ,, ,, er went through him. “Shall We say a snuff. “The messenger." he said with , The lnsolence 0‘ the Jade, cried the stem the normal activity of the stomach, no little excitement, “the messengcr (.omtesse. Th“ Versailles 3110“” en- increases the secretions of the blood‘mak' prayer for his soul?” he asked in a h , ec t _ t dure “in ing 1 l hurried, low voice. w c was conveying 5 re ms ructions .. ° 3 ands. c causes the system from vol- Andre assented in no little surprise, from the King to the army in Flanders V And presently strides in the Kill. 8- sonous accumulations, and sorcllcves‘the and together they repeated a hasty was found last nlzht in a ditch near 5° PM" 1°” him “the“ Parbleu. My liver of the burdens imposed upon it ly Prayer, and then Andre carried him Vincennes drugged, his arms and feet lwegewtfieglggzlzlngrgg tslo 5119:1333: the defection of other organs " ‘ â€"thl boun Mdâ€"u . n y . away. He could not leave him s “Tg’o despatches gone?” crack, and there had our witty friend lfyou have bltteror bad tastcln the morn. English oflicerâ€"to the awful mercies of the harpies who preyed on the gal- “Naturally.” plumped himself down ”(ht on Mil- ---gM“- . .l. nocuuocll, ll. life: I: Formerly of Blackstoek, Oat. camar: or guru's omsaslrv. Special attention will be giver. to Mid- wlfery, Diseases of Women and Diseases lant dead. “I haVe had enough of this," were the Chevalier’s words as they parted. The Comte des Forges meditatively licked his slgnet ring. “i knew some- thing d~dreadful had haphappencd." he stammered. "Why ever should I only dame's bed. 'Wlth your permission, slre,’ he said with a comic cock of his eye, 'but I am dead tired.’ And the King, who had come in as sulky as a of Children. NOW LOCATED AT JANETVILLB (Successor to Dr. Nasmith.) BY WYUON \ D CAREY. Copyright (1905) by G. P. Pumam’s Sons. . f0r us today and will not Scheldt as you swam the T392: Dettingen." A dozen angry go up in bitter protest at the and here, in the third line, we .legers de la Garde grip our words in ferocious wrath. My lord 1mg round. “Men of the King's Com- ' ,- his voice rings out, “here," he ":3; with his cane. and waves his lat "here are the French Guards. You 1,, gfing to beat them to-day,” and at l we rdls up in a tumultuous cresendo .39 thunder of an English cheer, W the orders of the French oili- eels. quelling the tornado of the guns. Agni! and again it surges through the “gums, that challenge as of blooded hounds on the quarry at bay. 13¢ what we are about to receive,” “as heard an English officer call out, mix towards the French muskets, 3 voices amt. standing crap so do their . - rots snixic us and we stagger like drunken men. stagger and bleach and fail: Red are their coats, but red and hot as the flames of hell is their fire, and in five awful minutes we too are left sobbing in "the saddle, beatenâ€"beaten! The chivalry of France has gone down be- ‘fore that pitiless furnace. Andre found himself swept to the rear in the hideous backwash of that miserable recoil, spattered with blood, choked with‘smoke. Gasplng he gallop- ed to the Marechal. - “The day is lost," he shouted, "lost!” The Marcella] nodded as he calmly sucked his leadon bullet. “Go,” he replied, “do you go and warn the King to retire. At least save His Majesty." And then he turned to summon his last reserves for one final edort to re- trieve the day while Andre delivered and his gay face was sick. And Andre had had enough too. And that night as he munched his supper there was but one thought in his mind. Perhaps an English Denise and an English mother were now on their knees awaiting the news from Fontenoy; but they would never know that last night the son and lover had gone to the cabin of the “charcoalzburn- er and had by an accident seen the face of the masked woman who had , striven to betray the French army. To- day Captain Statham, as so many others, had fallen in the performance of his duty. Was that fate or the chance of war? Who could say? With u. shud- der he recalled the grim words of the little vivandiere who had disappeared. But one thing was certain. Whatever secret Captain Statham had learnedâ€" lf it was a secretâ€"his lips would never reveal it now. And had he, Andre de Nerac, seen that woman’s face he, too. Mont Rouge. "What does the courier say?" were the devil.” “Pontchartrain," remarked had he done with "No. 1.1”? Assuredly bites.” not, assuredly not. CHAPTER XI. '1’. be able to t-t-hrow twos totonight?" St. Benoit appeared to study his uni. form of the Chevau-legers de la Cards in the mirror. His eye rested on Denise “4 laughed ‘00, because the King “13 “a her companion. “The second time amused, but she put back her ears, inthelast three months," he mutter d. ”’7 9"“! cars, by the '333 like ‘i e vicious horse. My faith! she will not as”... repeated 9,. Comtesse des forget 'this poor devil of an Abbe.’ ” Forges, “say! Not a word, you may swear. The fool knew nothing till he woke to find a gag in his mouth and two peasants glaring at him as if he the St. Benoit so forget the etiquette of the Salon do in Palx as to whistle soft- of an Abbo!’ ” “And the Pompadour?" “She shrugged her bare cried the Duchess. the Comtesse, “I would embrace you too." "Ah! if only some one would titansâ€"t“ â€" .fi--1 “For the good of the country," in. terposed the Duke, "1 am quite ready to sacrifice the Duchess, even though sheâ€"" “This is no jestlng matter," St. Ben- oit interrupted sharply. “The Queen bear, burst into laughter. ‘Look, Ma- .mm "What do you make of that?" asked dame,’ he said, 'look at this poor devil shoulders “My friend, I could embrace you,” “If you would only do it again." said “Do you remember De Nerac's pro- Duchess, “is sure the man fell in with 9110613" 8*- Benolt asked quietly. “that . siren at the cabaret where he bad if that woman came to Versailles she his supper. Pontchartrain knows most would “I“ ‘0 stay 7" of the cabarets and all the sirens." .. a Wall, mt,- panned the Am. hOr, murmured the Duchess. “The courier was carrying not merely army despatches, but,” his voice drop- perhaps. had been found lying where ped, “a private cipher message from the dead were thickest. “No. 101!” And His Majesty to the agent of the Jaco poison “Or another take her place," cried DEN 1'18le â€"~_â€"~%_._‘ _-~_~.__._.__ _ DR. NEELANDS a IRVINE DENTISTS. Ewing -to-daao 1).“, N. tooth “my“ hon" .. > Budge. '"f ‘IP'G'IR’. Wit! .- I) Wham teeth. ' _ Ammoâ€"es OHIO. nesrl y. y Opposite Simpson 3... - . will be present at one time and yet point to borpld liver or hiSousnem and weak stomach. Avoid all hot. bread and biscuits. griddle cakes and other indisestiblo food and take the "Golden Medical Discovery' ruularly and stick to its use until you are vigorous and stm Tho 'Dhcovery' is non-secret. non-alco- holic. is a drastic extract of native medici- , nalrootswithsfunustofitslnnedienbs printed on each bottle-wrapper and attested under oath. Its ingredients are endorsed and extolled by the most eminent medich writersof thousand srerecommendedtlo cuntbodiseasoforwhichltlsadvhed. Don‘t accept a substitute of unknown composition for this non-secret mm: «'an OOOOOOOOOOOQOOO’OOO‘ EidoWlies... ' 9 my the Lord make us truly thank- and the ministers know that unless we P can ruin thispjade of the bourgeoisie Franco and we will be ruined. I wish to heaven Andre de Nerac were here instead of risking his life in Flanders to no purpose than the glory of the Pompadour." “A miracle, a miracle!” cried the Duchess, pointing with her fan. At the end of tho paler: a little knot of excited courtlers had gathered, and in their midst stood the Vicomte de Nerac. ,- For a minute or two he halted, gaz- g about him witha slightly dazed air. The brilliant lights, the levels and bare shoulders of the ladies, the uniforms and stars of the men, the rattle of the dICe and the clatter of a hundred idle tongues seemed to awe him, familiar though he was with the scene. It was pleasant in this heavily-perfumed air with the dash of the candelabra on his riding cloak, faded uniform, and dusty boots, and on his tanned face, to mark the singularly bracing and vivid con- "B-by Jove!” stammered Des Forges. "Mon Dleu! my dear Abbe,” exclalm- "They say," whispered the Abbe to ed the Comtesse des Forges, dropping his enthralled audience, “that the mes her cards to let her languishing. heavy- sage was an invitation to Prince Char- lidded eyes linger on the smiling face lee Edward to ignore the King's ex- of her latest protege. “ you mks my pllcit promise to the English ambassa- blOOd fun 0015-” dot and to present himself at Versail- "Breian do rois" called the plump leg,- Duchesse de Pontchartrain. carefully “pa;- Prince!” exclaimed the Duch- notins the fact on her tablets before cos. “It only he would come to Court 1 she allowed her suspicions to motor believe I could make Pontchartrain her. “But are you quite sure?” jealous and still have my lace washed The dandy Abbe St. Victor with the air of a connoisseur compared the Venus on the cover of his aunt box with the delicately-tinted shoulders of her grace. “As sure." he said slowly, "as Ma- dame the Dauphine is dead, rest her poor German soul, and that Monsieur the Dauphin will marry again.” It was'Sundlay evening a good year after Fontenoy. The Court was just out of mourning, to its great joy, and the Salon de la Paix at Versailles blazed O O O O O O p .35; “a the cheer melts into a gay, his message. But Louis would not re- ‘m laugh, cut short by a hideous vol- tire. Impenetrable as ever, inspired by fey, for the Swiss Guards have fired a gleam of kingly pride, he doggedly fight into the column at thirty refused to obey, and Andre in despair gates distance. Down go red-coats by left him to rally and lead the infantry he dosed. but they remain unshaken. and horse that still remained. Better minute to draw breath. and the turn i now death than dishonor, for a lax-150n- , 2" dogs is some at list. No ' er ne wouldnot be a second tune. Back Ethic-italic now; it will be bullet lie the fray and fall before defeat a â€"and then the ba onet!” °°m953 a???“ command run: along from The Chevalier met him as he plung- malice to battalion. Fire! l ed once more into the smoke, the thun- Andre and St. Benoit in the third 3 Se? 0f.the captains 33d the shouting he yep: with wrath and despair. The ; The tide has turned! the 303118 man English volleys are devilish. murder- :' crled, the Austrians and the 131113011 ms horrible, and delivered as calmly, i have retired- It is only the English dandy. majestically, as they had i now. This way, Vicomte, this way!" ruched. The red lines are girt about l The 3131901181 had graSDe the fact. mahalo of impenetrable flame. piti- ~ much and Austrians had m e a sec- Iess ceaseless. triumphant. The Swiss 0nd effort on their right and centre 533,13 are deczmclted, the Courtinois ,and lt had failed. The English were mm in d-ving heaps. the French 'alone, and with consummate cool- Câ€"nris shattered. Hotter and hotter it .ness he played his last card. was the smoke becomes thicker. {Guns horses, men, are feverishly Step by step the red lines advance. ‘ br ought up from Fontenoy, and fun Books, Drawing , Books, Scribblers, ’ Exercise Books. Slates, Pencils. Erasers, etc. STATIONERY, SOUVEN IR GOODS. always new and upâ€"to-date. llllllfl BRilS. Forges?" cried the Comtesse. “The Englishâ€"pals! I would do anything lo spite the English for their treachery to their lawful Prince." “But your kisses, ma mle,” replied her husband, “w-would only keep the P-prince from g-going again- to seek his c-crown.” “Pray what does the Comte des For- ges know of madame's kisses?" asked . KNIGHT ’ ster. Solicit or, No _ Estate Agent 1:" Representing Waterloo Mutual Fire 15' suraneo Company of Waterloo, the Fed- eral Life Insurance Company of ton, and the Dominion of Canada ' tee and Accident Company of Toronto. .9. 6§0§§§OOO§O§§§§§O*‘0OO ; O o Q O O § 9 O O O O O Q 6 O O O o O 9 O O 0 O a o O 9 O O O O O O O O O O 9 9 . O O O O ' o 6 t 6 O O O O 0 _e O O O O. B o l . . . , mire straining farward can see the ' 3111.118 the Irish brigade, 5“; .bf my faces, the loading and reloading 359“, itrong, met}: o’nce Frrmbh unabattue, the officers walking 5“ Jects I” now fig “11° for ance, - .. . - Jacobites Rapists loyal and disloyal serenely up and down, marking each . , ’ . ' muey, now Jesting, now repriman‘ding, eahke. fugitives, and renegades, gen- “mufagjng‘ now smartly tapping tlemen, thieves, adventurers and foot- hushets with their wintering .padsfmsn shfinsmot for honor or can do“ and make the men are low, '; Victory but Ol'qtfi‘exlI n®hâ€"â€"ire hfirjed Mire low they do. Can nothing be ; at the red lines, the broken infantry he? The Royal Brigade, the Soisson- , are rallied, the cavalry re-formed. The n are brcug t up. Forward now -'in ; gayest llbertime in France, the Due de 601’: name and for the honor of i Richelieu, gathers the scattered com- irnce! Useless, utterly useless. Vol- panies. The King and the Dauphin are sum volley shivers the advancing j rallying the Maison du Roi. is; they tumble in bloody swathes; l See! the English are falling back. lltystop, recoil, reel. Disorder is . With sullen reluctance the order has Mg shouts and cries and the pile givenâ€"with sullen reluctance it need grow bigger, and yard by yard is obeyed. Retire they must or die here than infernal drums roll on the red . to the last man. Step by step, yard by he They are past the earthworks. ‘ yard, reduced to half its numbers, the 0! they comeâ€"a volleyâ€"onâ€"onâ€" and”, irresistible. Ten minutes , just when victory was in its 8’33? Item '9 are 105:3 . slowly haltsâ€"iiresâ€"retires. As they trumpets through the smoke, ~ had advanced, so do they retreat, those lithmder of cavalry charging_ The English dogs. shoulder to shoulder, 1 has launched them, and not files beautifully dressed, in all the cool lmttoosoon. The English haltâ€" , majesty of the parade ground, firing Iiiâ€"fire. Horses and men crumble up i those terrible volleys to the end. ‘ e. No matter. Bring up the , Led by the King to the charge once Willie and new ride home, ride ‘ again does the Maison du Roi spur he Shame on you that twelve bat- furiously to break them; once again as Isms d infantry backed by granary g the island rocks hurl back the invading red column with drums still beating, I l with lights and with the jewels and silks of a brilliant throng, a few of whom were dispersed in groups mak- ing love or talking scandal over their chocolate, while the greater part were playing cards. the ladies at the fashion- able brelan, the men at the dice which led to duels and mortgaged estates. “It will be the deuce for the peace negotiations," Philippe Comte de Mont Rouge remarked, scowling at the Abbe for no other reason than that he was condemned to sit at this table while Denise, the favorite of the Queen’s maids of honor, was talking in an al- cove behind his'back to the Chevalier de St. Amant. “Go you, my dear Abbe,” said the Comtesse. “and bring Des Forges and St. Benoit'here. Your news will excite them more than throwing three sixes running." , llTlLE BABY the Duchess innocently, and they all laughed, no one more heartily than the Comtesse herself. "And this is serious." said St. Benoit. “even more serious than the kisses of Madame la Comtesse." “And the King is really angry," the Comtesse said. “M. d'Argenson came away from his audience this morning looking as if he had stolen the des- patches himself." "And His Majesty remained on his knees at mass ten minutes after every one else had risen." said the Abbe; “ he always does when he is thorough- ly angry.” "I told you it would play the devil with the peace negotiations,” Mont Rouge commented. "It is curious." mused St. Benoit, “very curious that this infernal trear sou should begin again just when the Chevalier de St. Amant has returned to his duties." "The Chevalier?” they all questioned eagerly. “Do you remember the night before Fontenoy,” St. Benoit continued, "when our friend Andre dc Nerac saved the army from foul treachery? Well, I nev- er could get the whole truth from him, but he allowed me to infer that the trast that he presented to the luxurious idlers of his world. His eye had fallen on Denise. His shoulders straightened, his lips tightened, unconsciously. “Depend on it,” St. Benoit whispered to the Duke. “Andre’s appearance has something to do with this damnable treachery." “0r," added the Duke quietly, “with the schemes of that fishy grisette. The post of the master of her household is vacant” Andre was soon basking in the smiles of his lady friends, proud to welcome a hero who had saved an army of France. Ten minutes showed that he knew nothing of the mysterious affair at Vincennes, and he could only repeat that he had been summoned to Versailles by the express commands of his Sovereign. 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The re- buke made the eyes of the Comtesse des Forges very bright; indeed, it set the SaIOn de la Paix gossiping when he withdrew to remove the stains of his hard riding. “This will ruin everything,” St. Ben- oit muttered, for he had both fears and plans in his head. So that when Andre and Denise suddenly met in the half- ll'zhts- of the emumnlierv neither (To be Continued) Chevalier was playing a very fishy part in the business." "Impossible," protested the Duch- ess. “The Chevalier is on our sideâ€"the Queen’s sideâ€"the right side." “The Marquise de Beau Sejour, I suppose," sneered the Comtesse, “is guarantee for that.” “That is not worthy of you, dear lady,” St. Benoit corrected gently, looking into her great blue eyes as he had looked twelve months ago. “Mu- demoiselle de Beau Sejour is Ms- demoiselle de Beau Seiour. It will take more than a parvenu Italian chevalier to make her forget she is of the same quality and sex as the Comtesse des Forges. But I would wager a diamond bracelet to a sou that either the Cheva- lier is at the bottom of this dirty busi- nessâ€"or," he delicately sniffed at his lace handkerchief as one who feared infection, “or that woman." “Poisson-Pompadour, a fishy grlset- te," sniggered Des Forges, playing on the name, “at the b-bottom of a f-fishy businessâ€"eh?" “The Abbe can give us news again.” remarked Mont Rouge sweetly. “He at- tended the grisette's toilet this morn- ing." "impossible!" the Comtesse exclaim- ed with sincere anger. "He blushes, our dear friend," pur- . . . sued the remorseless Mont Rouge, ment, costing in all 51135 _E\en the “blushes a rose de Pompadour. Ha! Domes-ft man. “m P33 t at :nstead 0‘ ha!” The 'hit went home. Rose do Pom- magma::.:.:..1°szll.i.‘:t..i : ... new mew .. 3 y honor of the King's favorite at the , t I ‘Esuiiutfgfiffiédlg stmnrgf5$2flngottllls world-famed royal manufactory at Sev- res.. B ers whose children sufier from such dis- ,, a." in mm“, . cases. The are chea , harmless and The Due de Pontchartrain was “I ll ythis lnl.'mhlle “NW .C. 1‘}, Kara and3 i ’ifc, 343 East there too," rctorted the Abbe sul’kfly. corr-cc‘Ml ”fuldhordmmofigfggl'omnhnllmmdg “That," pouted the Duchess, “is a ll good. N ~1’ k M ” llmsndregulatelhehowds. E 65th Street, on or ' arch 30’ 1906' worse insult to me than if " FOR SORE S “Than what, ma mignoune?” bland- ly inquired his Grace, who had stolen in upon the group. “I would have you Soak thc‘hands on {stir-lugs? a hot, creamy lather of Cutlcura p. Dry know, ladies, that in a white polgnoir, with her hair abou; her bare shoulders, and anointirecly with Cuticura Oint- 33“”, $2313 “:1: one “it 3% meat, and m 3.3"”? W ”Pd ‘59 les or Paris for that matter.” Wfin ting piecestplé . lineage “'Every one u m“ the 'Ahbe co n. an arm night ' - ' l ’ kid mm, wit the r ends' “knows that Monsieur le Due is a can cut ad and oles cut in the or a light bandage of old cotton. External . lo Widely the flower of our French ; waves do the English columns rend - §E ”ill. The English line shivers into 3. them asunder. Not all the cavalry and :3; killing wall. Keep quie; there and infantry of France can mar or shake here you, fl,e_mutte,ed whispers 1 that glorious red line. And we can do 3y; houses, and the: the flame leaps ' no more. Let them go. Into the smoke 'ahE “That is the war siys- stand up to ' and down the blood-stained slopes they cf: 51!! and :0,- 1:93.55an name let the glide and vanish. It is enoughâ€"enough! all: _ keep beatmg, the drums that j The battle is over. We have wonâ€" inll:lllettirgen and are beating now ' yes, we have won, for the camp and -_ ‘ RI’lllltenoy, Rank after rank totters E the entrenchments are once more ours ‘ has, Darts, scat: :2 A cheer rolls ; and Tourmy will fall. Fontenoy is and in Chg?“ 0f the Vim-0’5, for dying ' will remain a victory for France, but mud ““1655 230395 are a“ that , 6,000 English dead and wounded and mfg 0.1" second line or “V3111 ; 10,000 French piled on the crest and 51: . ”"9 W033 No, by GOG on these awful ridges bear witness to my... w 2.936 P330?! 01 FY3333: what a victory it has been. And we, Mime 5““ remain, we the M3" j French noblemen who have lived the”; and WP. the Chevau‘le‘e“ 5 through the morning hours of May 11th as. 9‘ Th9 5“" trumpets “are - may well take on our hats to the Eng- nin “mpg Challenge- One 5°" I 11811 and Hanoverian infantry who un- udarguetfwlear‘your sword arms supportedâ€"nay, deserted by their al- 3°Utto ' Charge‘ liesâ€"marched into .a French camp “at th boot, saddle 1° saddle, across an open plain and all but wrest- Iet e Bmke we cut 0‘" "y 1 ed victory from twice their numbers. “to Seth and sobbing breath. We - To-morrow the bells of Notre Dame and ' ”mm we; 3° canaille 0" Y o. hundred churches will ring for the success of Fontenoy, but to-nlght the " drawn from the plough; we at . all, and this will 5° the 001‘ British drums that beat on those slopes lute am “t close grips. ' will beat in our ears and for over Md 33 thiCk “Rh deadâ€"0“" through the centuries their deathless ' s gleam red God! we challenge to the homage of chivalry in " and me 131““ °f the tor‘ the hearts of all who call themselves 59m“ “S and weâ€"we reel! A5 soldiers. No; we do not grudge them a mm'easf‘e’ ,smites -’ a 1 their triumph, for there are things w“ a finer than victory, and that honor :3 ~- "hei’s' Andre, marvellously untouched, found St. Benoit lying by his dead horse half under the wheel of a dis- mounted gun on the top of the slope. ' where the English Guards ggdsm‘ivrgsed to bay for the last time, when the final furious charge that had failed had been made by the Mason du Roi. St. Benoit had a bullet through one arm and a bayonet thrust in his thigh, but thank God he still lived, and Andre carried him to his coach with the help of the Chevalier, who with a tender care strange to his pert insou- ciance was doing what he could for h fallen. t side will live!" said the Chevalier as they returned to the spot to seek for others, and plenty there were heaped man the Swiss Guards and the Garâ€" ,, des thcaises, nobles, his friends and srlsette? and the Canton“ Nguilh- ' 1!. for the Duke was studying her as he omrad , in all the gay bravery of manners: tcheir blzzdstalned rallies and haushty w“? studied the ooryphoes of the open. or _ . uniforms, and mostly dead. The strip- pers of the camp were already at work “3,:th ~"" v“ ~_ ___ H MEEHA'NT Auctioneer FOR ran COUNTY or woman. Lindsay no. - - on 0 ~â€"-â€"â€"â€"â€"â€" â€"_ THE LIVERPOOL alto LONDON Alt: GLOBE INSURALCE COMPANY. FIR B AND LIFE. mmmmmomoo thoWos-ld. to tal ............... IO, M granulated hads. . . 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