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be taken away.

seen train after train rush by, filled with Eugénie, Madame Garnier, and I listened soldiers; but not one had stopped for the to the boy's story of what had happened panic-stricken civilians who clamored to since I had seen him last.

"Poor Maman!" he repeated again and "And what can have happened to Ma- again; "she will be so worried about me. dame Barton and the children?" she asked And it is true, I could not help it." suddenly, while, as if in answer, our beli "It 's no wonder you were lost from rang again.

her." Madame Garnier spoke soothingly. A moment later I heard Julie cry out “I saw many children running hither and in amazement, and then, as I sprang to thither, seeking their parents. Ah, it the door, she came in carrying little touches the heart to see the little ones Jacques Barton.

frightened; but one could do nothing, I thought at first that the boy must be there were so many." injured, but my mind was soon eased of "Tell us what happened from the bethat fear.

ginning, Jacques," I suggested. “Let me down, Julie!” he protested, "Everything was so confused," he anstruggling weakly in the girl's arms. "Let swered. “We were always in such a me down! I am not a baby."

crowd. Always some stranger was pushShe set him upon his feet, and we had ing me. We could not approach the Gare a good look at him.

des Voyageurs. After a long time Maman “Ah, the pauvre petit!cried Madame decided we should walk. We left Rheims Garnier, forgetting her own forlorn state by the Paris road, but there it was just in the woeful condition of little Jacques.

the same.

There were crowds of people. And well might she exclaim, for it was We could n't get rid of them. We walked hard to realize that this pale, begrimed and walked; I don't know how many, child was the bright-faced boy I had seen many kilometres, but my legs grew very striding off manfully beside his mother tired. It was most difficult to keep beside and sister that morning.

He was now so Maman and Heloise. Always there were nearly exhausted that he swayed as he some who pressed between us. The bundle stood before us; but his eyes had fastened I carried grew heavier and heavier. It hungrily upon the remains of Madame must have been the same with Maman Garnier's supper, and I wasted no time in and Heloise. Poor Maman, she will be questions.

so worried about me!" "Julie, bring a pitcher of milk and tell “We shall let her know you are safe Eugénie,” I ordered, while Madame Gar with us," I assured him. “Now tell us nier nodded her head in approbation. how you lost them.” There were a dozen anxious inquiries on “It is not easy to say,” he went on. the tip of my tongue, but they must wait. “One minute I was beside them, and then Poor little Jacques was scarcely able to —they were not there! I was so weary speak.

that it was as if I slept while I walked. I helped him to a chair beside the table, Suddenly I found myself with strangers and by that time Julie was back with

all about me.

I ran ahead as fast as I Eugénie at her heels.

could, pushing through the people—who "Ah, the poor little one!" murmured did not like it, je vous assure. But I could my old nurse, as she caught sight of the not find Maman. Then I thought I must boy. “War does not even spare the babies.” have gone too fast, and so I stopped. The Thereupon she took charge and soon had people did not like this either, and pushed all of us ministering in one way or an- . me to the side of the road. I watched for other to the comfort of our small guest. Maman and Heloise, but could not see She fed him sparingly at first, then tool them; then I knew that I had lost them. him upstairs for a warm bath, after which Yes, I felt like crying, but I did not; and he was put to bed. A half hour later, soon I saw Madame Garnier."


"You saw me, child ?” exclaimed Ma I nodded and was preparing to set about dame Garnier. “Why did you not come my task when Eugénie came into the to me?"

"I tried to, Madame," he answered; "I "The little Jacques is sound asleep," called, but you did not hear. There were she announced. "He will be himself again so many people between us. I hurried in the morning." after you as fast as I could, but I was “That will be good news for Monsieur too tired. Then I lost my bundle, and, Barton,” I told her. “I am about to send after trying to find it again, I could no him a letter, Eugénie. longer see you. Not knowing what else “No letters will leave Rheims for many to do, I came back to Rheims. Please, days," she replied grimly. Eugénie; might I have some more milk? “What do you mean?” Madame GarIt goes well, that milk."

nier and I asked in the same breath, for That was all of little Jacques' story, there was something in her tone that and Madame Garnier and I left him to startled us. the tender care of my old nurse.

“The Boches are in Rheims !” She said “His poor mother must be distracted,” it bluntly. “I saw them from an upper Madame Garnier murmured, when we window.” were downstairs again.

In the silence that followed we heard “But how could she have let him out the sharp clatter of horses' hoofs on the of her sight?" I asked.

stone paving of the street. Madame Gar“My dear,” Madame explained, “you nier stifled a cry of fear as we ran to the cannot comprehend what it was like on front of the house and looked out. A that road out of Rheims. I am sure there company of uhlans moved past at a modwere hundreds of families separated from erate pace. They glanced right and left, each other to-day. Old men, old women, their weapons ready in their hands, as if and children were suddenly left to them- expecting attack. In the semi-darkness selves in the midst of frightened strangers, they had the appearance of huge birds of who had no thought but of their own prey. safety. And they were decent people, too, Madame Garnier, shuddering, drew Jeannette. Kind-hearted people, who, un back from the window. der ordinary conditions, would have "The sales Boches!" Eugénie murstopped to help the weak and suffering; mured again and again. “The sales but they were all half mad with fear. It Boches! They have no pity, no faith, no was terrible!”

honor! This is an evil day for Rheims !" “Do you think Madame Barton will have turned around?” I asked.

CHAPTER VII “Who can tell ?” said Madame Garnier, with a shrug. “She may believe that the boy is ahead of her.

Poor woman,

I Must confess that I was surprised at the she will be distracted! Do you know way Madame Garnier took the arrival where she is going, Jeannette ?"

of the Germans. She made no attempt to “To Orléans, Madame," I answered, disguise her fear of them, and I expected “but she gave me no address. Heloise that she would stay with us, at least for was to write when they arrived. I had that night; but I found that in this I was best send word to Monsieur le Capitaine mistaken. Barton in care of the French army." When the last of the uhlans had passed

"That is well thought of,” Madame the house she turned and spoke deterGarnier agreed ; "also, you might write to minedly: the mayor of Orléans explaining the cir “I must go home at once!” cumstances. The letters ought to be sent “Madame had best stay here,” Eugénie to-night.”

remarked, in a tone of command.


"No, no! Do not try to persuade me. ure of satisfaction to his arrogant pride. My mind is quite made up.”

He had the manners typical of his coun"But Madame Garnier, the Germans trymen, and he spoke in a guttural French

which seemed to torture the words of our She interrupted me almost irritably. beautiful language. He was the first of

"I cannot leave my two girls alone," many German soldiers with whom I came she insisted, referring to the servants who in contact; but his lack of courtesy, his had remained to guard her house. “I was bullying conduct from first to last, his reluctant to go this morning--enfin, now strutting self-importance,—even in his that I am back in Rheims it shall not be dealings with me who was but a child, said that I deserted them.”

these things were common to them all. Even Eugénie had no words to combat Never did they show the slightest considthis aspect of the matter, and presently eration for the old and feeble, never a Madame Garnier went off, with Julie to grain of sympathy for suffering, never a escort her, fearful of what might happen hint of pity for their victims. They seemed on the way, but firm in her determina to brag, like bad little boys who boast of tion to do her duty as she saw it.

their naughtiness. They were without Happily, no mischance occurred, and shame, as they were without honor. They Julie came back with the news that she were spitefully cruel, as if in their hearts had not seen a Boche either going or re they were deeply envious of the gentle, turning. Evidently the soldiers we had kindly traits of those they conquered. So seen out of the window were an advance I found them, and so they are to-day. The guard of cavalry; but next morning the Germans are not men, they are Boches. Germans were in complete possession of These things Eugénie knew and had the city, and one could not walk a block not failed to tell me of; but until I had without being challenged by a gray-clad seen for myself, how could I believe? My guard.

first lesson came that morning, when this Early in the forenoon there came a officer entered our home and treated it and sharp ring of the bell, followed by an im its inmates as if they belonged to him to patient rattling of our door. Instinctively do with as he saw fit. we knew that it was the enemy who de "This is the house of Louis Martigny," manded admission in so brusque a man he began, glancing at the paper he held. ner, and Julie was in a panic.

“Is he with your army?" I myself went to the door in answer to "Yes, Monsieur," I answered. the summons, followed by Eugénie, who “There is also a feeble-minded old man had ever an eye on me in those days, and living here. I wish to see him.” we found, as we expected, a German offi It was an order, and I led him into the cer and a squad of privates,

library where Grandpère sat in the sun by "Why have you kept me waiting?" the the window. officer growled, pushing past me into the The officer strode across the room and, house. “You must be quicker when we grasping Grandpère by the shoulder, knock. Remember, our patience is not in twisted him around with no gentle hand in exhaustible. You wretched French are order to look at him. Grandpère, startled too slow.

But we'll change all that. at this rough treatment, stared up at the You 'll see! We 'll make a decent coun officer, and as he saw the hated uniform, try of this before we 've finished with it. his face grew blank as if he dreamed. Now answer my questions—and take care The man grunted something under his that you tell the truth.”

breath in German and turned once more I looked at him as he fumbled at some papers he carried. He was a short-necked, "I have here the name of Jeanne Marred-faced man, and he scowled at us as tigny, daughter of Louis. You are she, if frightening women brought a full meas eh?"

to me.

about you.

"Yes, Monsieur," I replied.

away. I thought it must be military mat"Your father is an officer in the re ters that interested him, but shortly he serves,” he went on, consulting his memo enlightened me. randum. “Where is his desk?"

"Your family is from Courcelles near "Why do you wish to know, Mon- Metz in Alsace," he began, again consultsieur?"

ing his paper.

"You see we know all He had been looking eagerly about the

He paused a moment as if room, but at my words he turned on me expecting a reply: "You do see we know with a snarl.

all about you, eh?” he demanded, when I "What 's that to you, girl?" he cried, did not speak. taking a step toward me. “Let me tell "Yes, Monsieur," I answered. To be you, I don't like your brazen ways. Have quite frank I was astonished that he should a care that you speak humbly, as is befit have this information about us who were ting. Now where is the desk?" and he of no particular importance in the counshook a finger in my face.

try. “It is over there," Eugénie broke in, "We know all about everybody," he pointing

went on, expanding with pride. “Now, “Silence, you old fool! I did n't ask what I want from you are certain docuyou,” the officer fairly shouted. “I want ments relating to the estate once occupied this girl to tell me, and she shall !” by your family in Courcelles. Where are

His tone was enough to bring all my they ?” stubbornness to the surface, but my old “They are in Paris, Monsieur," I annurse's imploring eyes were upon me. swered truthfully. "You will have to

“Papa's desk is there in the corner, take that city to find them.” Monsieur," I said, as calmly as I could. I could not help a little smile of satisI had no fear of the man, only a deep faction, for it was plain now why he had abhorrence, and met his eyes steadily. searched Papa's desk so carefully. He was Perhaps he read in mine something of my looking for the deeds to our domain in feeling.

Alsace, doubtless in order to destroy them "You need a lesson, my girl," he and thus make secure the title of those growled, "and trust me, you 'll have it if who at present occupied the land. you flaunt your proud airs with us. Don't

an example of the thoroughness of German you know that we've beaten you? We've cunning and dishonesty. taken your wretched country. Your mis But evidently judging me by what he erable army is running away."

would himself have done had our positions "You have yet to take Paris, Mon been reversed, he refused to take my word, sieur," I retorted unwisely.

and, with his men, set about making a Luckily, this remark seemed to amuse thorough search of the house and cellar. him. It gave him an opportunity to boast. Luckily for the treasures that Eugénie had

"Oh, ho!” he chuckled gutturally, "we hidden, the cellars were full of secret shall be in Paris in a week. We have the places very difficult to discover, and at the greatest army in the world. We Ger end of an hour or so they gave it up. mans are the greatest people in the world." "You are to have a major quartered on And with that he crossed to the desk and, you,” the officer announced, as he took his Ainging it open, sat down before it and

leave of us. “I advise you to be ready for began carefully looking through all the him. He will not be so lenient with you private documents Papa kept there. as I have been." And down the steps he

He searched the desk very thoroughly, marched and strutted off with his soldiers but found nothing which he cared to take behind him,

It was

(To be continued)

Blue Magic

by Edith Ballinger Price


bronzed by sun and salt air, clean-shaven,

with a whimsical mouth, and gray eyes ARABS AND SCARABS

that were laughing, though the lips were Fen sighed a little as he lay back among not. The eyes were looking straight at the pillows in the deck-chair and closed Fen, glancing quickly from the serious his eyes. His back hurt a good deal to little face, with its sensitive mouth and day. Beyond the awning the sun beat shining frame of red-gold hair, to the so mercilessly on the deck of the yacht frail form lost among the many pillows. that it made his eyes ache to look at it. There was a rather puzzled expression and there was not very much else to be in the level gaze of Fen's sober hazel seen. Unless you could sit up, you could eyes as he finally said: not see the stretches of blue Nile Alecked “How do you do?" with dahabiyeh sails, nor the pale, chalky "How do you do?" said the Head, in a bluffs crested with solemn date-palms. It nice, deep voice; “may I come on over?" is pretty dull, lying on your back all day Yes. Please do!” Fen rather wanted while every one else goes ashore to poke to see if there were any more to the Head, among exciting ruins and buy queer or whether it just floated about like a things; especially if you are only seven and cherub. There was—a great deal more would like very much to be doing it your to it. When its owner had climbed to the self. So Fen did give a little sigh-though deck, he proved to be an exceedingly tall, it was a very patient one.

white-clad young man. It was the winter of 1912.

"Please, who are you?" asked Fen, The big steam-yacht lay motionless at after his eyes had traveled upward till anchor, with only the faint ripple of the they reached the Head again. sluggish current about her bows to break "First tell me about yourself," smiled the silence of the hot mid-afternoon. Fen the young man. “Are you all alone?" was lost in wondering what it would be “Yes," said Fen, "except for Mammy like to go down into the dark, mysterious but she 's below-an’the crew, of course, tomb of an ancient Egyptian king, when but I don't ever see them. Mother an' a slight, sharp sound at the yacht's side everybody have gone ashore to see all brought him back with a start from the kinds of wonderful things." place of his imagination to the heat and "Do they often do that?" inquired the the blazing sunlight. In a moment more young man, frowning a little; "go off he became aware of a Head, which w and leave you? Would n't you like to calmly contemplating him over the rail. see some of the wonderful things, too?" It was quite a nice Head-dark haired, Fen smiled rather wistfully.

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