D'Ri and I by Irving Bacheller
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page 152 of 261 (58%)
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"My boy," said he, "you should join Perry on the second lake. It is your only chance to fight, to win glory." He told me then of the impending battle and of Perry's great need of men. I had read of the sea-fighting and longed for a part in it. To climb on hostile decks and fight hand to hand was a thing to my fancy. Ah, well! I was young then. At the count's table that day I determined to go, if I could get leave. Therese and a young Parisienne, her friend, were at luncheon with us. They bade us adieu and went away for a gallop as we took cigars. We had no sooner left the dining room than I called for my horse. Due at the Harbor that evening, I could give myself no longer to the fine hospitality of the count. In a few moments I was bounding over the road, now cool in deep forest shadows. A little way on I overtook Therese and the Parisienne. The former called to me as I passed. I drew rein, coming back and stopping beside her. The other went on at a walk. "M'sieur le Capitaine, have you any news of them--of Louise and Louison?" she inquired. "You and my father were so busy talking I could not ask you before." "I know this only: they are in captivity somewhere, I cannot tell where." "You look worried, M'sieur le Capitaine; you have not the happy face, the merry look, any longer. In June you were a boy, in August--voila! it is a man! Perhaps you are preparing for the |
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