CAT Forklift EX5000 Operation & Maintenance Manual

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Manual: Operation & Maintenance Manual Model: CAT EX5000 Forklift Date: 2010
Content: Operation & Maintenance Manual E3000 E3500 EC4000 E4000 E5000
E5500 EX5000 E6000 E6500 99750-8C131 (148 Pages) 99750-8C121-01 Safety
Rules for Lift Truck Operators 99750-8C121-02 Know Your Lift Truck
99750-8C121-03 How to Avoid a Tipover; How to Survive One 99750-8C121-04
Operation 99750-8C121-05 Operating Techniques 99750-8C121-06 Storing the
Lift Truck 99750-8C121-07 Transportation Hints 99750-8C121-08 Special
Situations 99750-8C121-09 Maintenance 99750-8C121-10 Service Data
99750-8C121-11 To the Cat Lift Truck Owner Cat Pub List Publication List
(Service, Operator, & Parts Manuals) Mast Tilting Angles Mast Tilting Angles
REF-18-0001C How To Determine Correct Mast Rails Lift Cylinders And Mast
Hosing REF-18-0001C How To Determine Correct Mast Rails Lift Cylinders And
Mast Hosing (Spanish) REF-18-0002C How To Locate Fluid Capacities
REF-18-0002C How To Locate Fluid Capacities (Spanish) REF-18-0003C How To
Use A Pick List REF-18-0003C How To Use A Pick List (Spanish) REF-18-0007C
Abbreviations And Acronyms List REF-18-0008C Diagnostic Trouble (Error) Codes
This part manual inlcude all spare parts number you need inside this model, for
you easier in fixing your forklift replace new spare part hight performance. This
service manual is a guide for servicing Cat Lift Trucks. For your convenience the
instructions are grouped by systems as an easy reference. This Original
Instructions (Operator's) Manual describes operating procedures, daily checks and
simple maintenance for safe usage of your Cat lift truck. SERVICE MANUAL
CHAPTER 1 GENERAL INFORMATION 1.1 Model View 1.2 Models Covered
1.2.1 Lift Truck Nomenclatures and Definitions 1.3 Serial Number Locations 1.4
Dimensions 1.5 Technical Data 1.6 Performance CHAPTER 2 COOLING SYSTEM
2.1 Specifications 2.2 Structure 2.3 Removal and Installation 2.3.1 Fan Belt
Removal 2.3.2 Suggestions for Removal 2.3.3 Installation 2.4 Inspection and
Adjustment 2.4.1 Fan Belt Inspection 2.4.2 Fan Belt Tension 2.4.3 Connecting
Hoses 2.4.4 Coolant 2.4.5 Radiator Cap CHAPTER 3 ELECTRIC SYSTEM 3.1
Chassis Electrical Devices Wiring Outline 3.1.1 Harnesses Layout 3.1.2
Components Layout 3.2 Structure 3.2.1 Console Box 3.2.2 Major Electrical
Components 3.2.3 Table of Lamps 3.3 Console Box 3.3.1 Disassembly 3.4 Battery
Maintenance 3.4.1 State of Charge and Electrolyte Specific Gravity (S.G.)
Adjustment 3.4.2 Specific Gravity Reading and State of Charge 3.4.3 Charging
Precautions 3.5 Instrument Panel 3.5.1 Instrument Panel Screen Element 3.5.2
Basic Screen Display 3.5.3 Basic Operation 3.5.4 When An Error Occurs 3.5.5
Warning Lamps 3.5.6 Optional Functions 3.5.7 Hour Meters 3.5.8 Troubleshooting
3.6 Wire Color 3.6.2 List of Wire Colors 3.7 Troubleshooting 3.7.1 Starter System
3.7.2 Gauges 3.7.3 Lighting System 3.8 Electrical Schematic CHAPTER 4
CONTROLLERS 4.1 Outline 4.2 Main Functions 4.2.2 Instrument Panel 4.2.3 VCM
(Vehicle Control Module)1-M 4.2.4 ECM (Gasoline Engine Control Module) 4.2.5
Remote Input/Output Units 4.2.6 GSE Connector 4.3 Service Tool Functions 4.3.1
Service Tool Menus 4.3.2 Service Tool Box 4.4 Mast Interlock System 4.4.1
Function 4.4.2 VCM1-M Controller, Mast Interlock System Checking Procedure
4.4.3 Active Test Inspection Procedure 4.5 Driving Interlock System 4.5.1 Function
4.5.2 Driving Interlock System Checking Procedure for Powershift T/M Lift Trucks
4.5.3 Active Test Inspection Procedure 4.6 Seat Belt Warning Lamp 4.6.1 Function
4.6.2 Seat Belt Warning Lamp Checking Procedure 4.7 Parking Brake Warning
Buzzer and Lamp 4.7.1 Function 4.7.2 Parking Brake Warning Buzzer/Lamp
Checking Procedure 4.7.3 Parking Brake Warning Buzzer/Lamp Checking
Procedure with Key in OFF Position 4.8 Harness Codes 4.9 Controller Details
4.9.1 VCM1-M Controller 4.9.2 Seat Switch/Seat Belt Switch 4.9.3 Parking Brake
Switch 4.9.4 Direction Lever 4.9.5 Speed Sensor 4.9.6 T/M Solenoid 4.9.7 Unload
Solenoid 4.9.8 Lift Lock Solenoid 4.9.9 Warning Buzzer 4.9.10 Warning Buzzer
Relay 4.9.11 Warning Buzzer Circuit 4.9.12 Instrument Panel 4.10 Error Codes
and Troubleshootings 4.10.1 Error Code Display 4.10.2 Diagnosis Table (F Code)
4.10.3 Error Codes and Troubleshooting 4.11 Locations of Sensors and Switches
CHAPTER 5 POWER TRAIN 5.1 Removal and Installation (MC Models) 5.1.1
Removal of Engine and Transmission Assembly 5.1.2 Removal of Engine and
Transmission Assembly (for Gasoline-Engine Lift Trucks) 5.2 Removal and
Installation (FC Models) 5.2.1 Removal of Engine and Transmission Assembly
CHAPTER 6 POWERSHIFT TRANSMISSION 6.1 Structure and Functions 6.1.1
Transmission 6.1.2 Torque Converter 6.1.3 Control Valve 6.1.4 Hydraulic System
Schematic of Powershift Transmission 6.2 Removal and Installation 6.2.1 Removal
6.2.2 Installation 6.3 Control Valve 6.3.1 Disassembly 6.3.2 Reassembly 6.4 Input
Shaft Assembly 6.4.1 Disassembly 6.5 Oil Pump Assembly 6.5.1 Disassembly
6.5.2 Reassembly 6.6 Inspection and Adjustment 6.6.1 Oil Pressure Measurement
6.6.2 Clutch (Inching) Pedal Adjustment 6.6.3 Inching Cable, Adjustment 6.7
Troubleshooting 6.8 Tightening Torque 6.9 Service Data CHAPTER 7 FRONT
AXLE AND REDUCTION DIFFERENTIAL 7.1 Structure 7.1.1 Front Axle 7.1.2
Reduction Differential 7.2 Removal and Installation 7.2.1 Front Wheels 7.3 Front
Axle 7.3.2 Reduction Differential 7.4 Disassembly and Reassembly 7.4.1 Front
Axle 7.4.2 Reduction Differential 7.5 Troubleshooting 7.6 Service Data CHAPTER
8 REAR AXLE 8.1 Structure and Functions 8.1.1 Rear Axle in General 8.1.2
Structure of Each Component 8.1.3 Steering Cylinder 8.2 Removal and Installation
8.2.1 Rear Wheel and Rear Axle Assembly 8.3 Disassembly and Reassembly
8.3.1 Wheel Hub, Disassembly and Reassembly 8.3.2 Knuckle (King Pin),
Disassembly and Reassembly 8.3.3 Steering Cylinder, Disassembly and
Reassembly 8.3.4 Tie Rod, Disassembly and Reassembly CHAPTER 9 BRAKE
SYSTEM 9.1 Structure 9.1.1 Brake System 9.2 Disassembly and Reassembly
9.2.1 Master Cylinder 9.2.2 Wheel Brakes 9.2.3 Wheel Cylinder 9.3 Inspection and
Adjustment 9.3.1 Automatic Adjuster Test 9.3.2 Manual Adjustment 9.3.3 Parking
Brake Cable Adjustment 9.3.4 Brake Pedal Adjustment 9.3.5 Brake Lines Bleeding
9.3.6 Braking Performance Test 9.3.7 Parking Brake Lever 9.4 Troubleshooting 9.5
Service Data CHAPTER 10 STEERING SYSTEM 10.1 Structure and Functions
10.1.1 Steering System 10.1.2 Steering Valve 10.1.3 Steering Column 10.2
Disassembly and Reassembly 10.2.2 Steering Wheel and Steering Valve,
Removal and Installation 10.2.3 Steering Wheel 10.2.4 Steering Valve 10.2.5 Tilt
Lock Lever 10.3 Steering Valve 10.3.1 Disassembly 10.3.2 Reassembly 10.4
Troubleshooting 10.5 Service Data CHAPTER 11 HYDRAULIC SYSTEM 11.1
Structure and Functions 11.1.1 Outline 11.2 Hydraulic Circuit Diagram (For Models
With MC Control Valve) 11.3 Hydraulic Circuit Diagram (For Models With FC
Control Valve) 11.4 Hydraulic Tank 11.5 Hydraulic Pump (Gear Pump) 11.6
Control Valve 11.7 Flow Regulator Valve (for Models with FC Control Valve Only)
11.8 Down Safety Valve 11.9 Lift Cylinder 11.10 Tilt Cylinder 11.11 Disassembly
and Reassembly 11.11.1 Hydraulic Pump 11.11.2 Lift Cylinder 11.11.3 Tilt Cylinder
11.11.4 Flow Regulator Valve 11.11.5 Piping 11.11.6 Suction Strainer and Return
Filter 11.12 Inspection and Adjustment 11.12.1 Hydraulic Tank 11.12.2 Control
Valve 11.12.3 Descent Test 11.12.4 Forward Tilt Test 11.13 Troubleshooting
11.13.2 Hydraulic System Cleaning After a Component Failure 11.14 Service Data
11.15 MC Control Valve 11.15.1 Structure and Operation 11.15.2 Control Valve,
Removal and Installation 11.15.3 Disassembly and Assembly 11.16 FC Control
Valve 11.16.1 Structure and Operation 11.16.2 Disassembly and Assembly
CHAPTER 12 MAST AND FORKS 12.1 Simplex Mast 12.1.1 Mast System 12.2
Structure and Functions 12.2.1 Simplex Mast (5A15C to 5A33C) 12.2.2 Mast
Operation 12.3 Removal and Installation 12.3.1 Mast and Lift Bracket Assembly
12.4 Disassembly and Reassembly 12.4.1 Simplex Mast Disassembly 12.4.2
Simplex Mast Reassembly 12.5 Removal and Installation of Mast Rollers and
Strips without Removing 12.5.1 Simplex Mast 12.6 Inspection and Adjustment
(Simplex Mast) 12.6.2 Forks 12.6.3 Chain Tension Inspection and Adjustment
12.6.4 Checking Chain Elongation 12.6.5 Adjusting Clearance Between Lift
Bracket Roller and Inner Mast 12.6.6 Mast Roller Clearance Adjustment 12.6.7
Mast Strip Clearance Inspection and Adjustment 12.6.8 Tilt Angle Adjustment
12.6.9 Right and Left Lift Cylinder Stroke Inspection and Adjustment 12.7
Troubleshooting (Simplex Mast) 12.8 Service Data (Simplex Mast) 12.9 Duplex
Mast 12.9.1 Mast System 12.10 Structure and Functions 12.10.1 Duplex (Dual
Full-Free Panoramic) Mast (5B15C to 5B33C) 12.10.2 Mast Operation 12.11
Removal and Installation 12.11.1 Mast and Lift Bracket Assembly 12.12
Disassembly and Reassembly 12.12.1 Duplex Mast Disassembly 12.12.2 Duplex
Mast Reassembly 12.13 Removal and Installation of Mast Rollers and Strips
without Removing 12.13.1 Duplex Mast 12.14 Inspection and Adjustment (Duplex
Mast) 12.14.1 Inspection and Adjustment (Duplex Mast) 12.14.2 Forks 12.14.3
Chain Tension Inspection and Adjustment 12.14.4 Checking Chain Elongation
12.14.5 Adjusting Clearance Between Lift Bracket Roller and Inner Mast 12.14.6
Mast Roller Clearance Adjustment 12.14.7 Mast Strip Clearance Inspection and
Adjustment 12.14.8 Tilt Angle Adjustment 12.14.9 Right and Left Lift Cylinder
Stroke Inspection and Adjustment 12.15 Troubleshooting (Duplex Mast) 12.16
Service Data (Duplex Mast) 12.17 Triplex Mast 12.17.1 Mast System 12.18
Structure and Functions 12.18.1 Triplex (Triple Full-Free Panoramic) Mast (5C15C
to 5C33C) 12.18.2 Mast Operation 12.19 Removal and Installation 12.19.1 Mast
and Lift Bracket Assembly 12.20 Disassembly and Reassembly 12.20.1 Triplex
Mast Disassembly 12.20.2 Triplex Mast Reassembly 12.21 Removal and
Installation of Mast Rollers and Strips without Removing 12.21.1 Triplex Mast
12.22 Inspection and Adjustment (Triplex Mast) 12.22.2 Forks 12.22.3 Chain
Tension Inspection and Adjustment 12.22.4 Checking Chain Elongation 12.22.5
Adjusting Clearance between Lift Bracket Roller and Inner Mast 12.22.6 Mast
Roller Clearance Adjustment 12.22.7 Mast Strip Clearance Inspection and
Adjustment 12.22.8 Tilt Angle Adjustment 12.22.9 Right and Left Lift Cylinder
Stroke Inspection and Adjustment 12.23 Troubleshooting (Triplex Mast) 12.23.1
Troubleshooting (Triplex Mast) 12.24 Service Data (Triplex Mast) 12.24.1 Triplex
Mast CHAPTER 13 SERVICE DATA 13.1 Maintenance Schedule 13.2
Maintenance Note 13.2.1 Brake System 13.2.2 Cooling System 13.2.3 Electric
System 13.2.4 Engine System 13.2.5 Frame and Chassis 13.2.6 Fuel System
13.2.7 Hydraulic System 13.2.8 Ignition System 13.2.9 Intake System 13.2.10
Front End Section 13.2.11 Steering and Axle System 13.2.12 T/M and Drive
System 13.2.13 Wheels and Tires 13.2.14 General 13.3 Tightening Torque for
Standard Bolts and Nuts 13.4 Periodic Replacement Parts 13.4.2 Location of
Periodic Replacement Parts 13.5 Lubrication Instructions 13.5.1 Lubrication Chart
13.5.2 Fuel and Lubricant Specifications 13.5.3 Adjustment Value and Oil
Quantities 13.6 Special Service Tools 13.6.1 Special Service Tools (Standard
Tools for Both MC and FC LiftTrucks) 13.6.2 Special Service Tools (for FC Lift
Truck Only) 13.6.3 Special Service Tools (for Powershift Transmission)
OPERRATION MANUAL CHAPTER 1 SAFETY RULES AND PRACTICES 1.1
SAFETY SIGNS AND SAFETY MESSAGES 1.2 WARNING SYMBOLS AND
LEVELS 1.3 OPERATOR QUALIFICATIONS 1.4 SAFETY GUARDS 1.5
PERSONAL PROTECTIVE EQUIPMENT FOR OPERATING LIFT TRUCK 1.6
DAILY INSPECTION 1.7 OPERATOR RESPONSIBILITY 1.8 GENERAL 1.9 NO
RIDERS 1.10 TRAVELING 1.11 LOADING 1.12 DOCKBOARDS (BRIDGE
PLATES), TRUCKS AND RAILROAD CARS 1.13 SURFACE AND CAPACITY
1.14 FUEL HANDLING 1.15 INSTALLATION OF ATTACHMENTS 1.16 IN CASE
OF TIP-OVER 1.17 TRANSPORTING LIFT TRUCK 1.17.2 APPROACH ANGLE,
DEPARTURE ANGLE AND GANGWAY 1.17.3 HOISTING (LIFTING) UP THE
TRUCK 1.18 FUNCTION TESTS 1.19 TRACTION BAR 1.20 POSITION OF DATA
AND CAPACITY PLATES AND DECALS 1.21 DATA AND CAPACITY PLATES
AND DECALS 1.21.2 DATA PLATE 1.21.3 IDENTIFICATION NUMBERS 1.21.4
CAUTION DRIVE DECAL (IN CASE OF TIP-OVER DECAL) 1.21.5 WARNING
DRIVE DECAL (TRAINED AND AUTHORIZED) 1.21.6 PINCH POINT DECAL
1.21.7 CAUTION FORK DECAL 1.21.8 MAST WARNING DECAL 1.21.9
CAUTION DRIVE DECAL (OPERATION) 1.21.10 RADIATOR WARNING DECAL
1.21.11 COOLING FAN WARNING DECAL 1.21.12 ADJ LPG WARNING DECAL
1.21.13 LPG LATCH WARNING DECAL 1.21.14 LPG FUEL WARNING DECAL
CHAPTER 2 OPERATING CONTROLS AND FUNCTIONS 2.1 APPLICATIONS
2.2 APPLICATION FOR CAT LIFT TRUCKS 2.3 PROHIBITED APPLICATIONS
FOR CAT LIFT TRUCKS 2.4 MAIN COMPONENTS 2.5 METERS, INDICATORS
AND WARNING LIGHTS 2.5.2 LCD 2.5.3 OPERATION BUTTONS 2.5.4 !
MULTIPURPOSE WARNING LIGHT 2.5.5 MALFUNCTION INDICATOR
LIGHT-ENGINE CHECK WARNING 2.5.6 OIL PRESSURE WARNING LIGHT
2.5.7 CHARGE WARNING LIGHT 2.5.8 PARKING BRAKE WARNING LIGHT
2.5.9 SEAT BELT WARNING LIGHT 2.5.10 METER DISPLAY 2.5.11 WATER
TEMPERATURE GAUGE 2.5.12 FUEL GAUGE 2.5.13 TRANSMISSION
POSITION 2.6 MALFUNCTION AND WARNING INDICATIONS 2.6.2 MAST
INTERLOCK WARNING 2.6.3 LPG LEVEL WARNING/LPG RACK LOCK
WARNING 2.6.4 TORQUE CONVERTER FLUID TEMP WARNING 2.6.5
RADIATOR LEVEL WARNING 2.6.6 AIR CLEANER WARNING 2.6.7 SERVICE
REMINDER DISPLAY 2.6.8 DISPLAYS WHEN MALFUNCTION OCCURS 2.7
DRIVER RECOGNITION MODE 2.8 LPG REMAINING TIME MANAGEMENT 2.9
SWITCHES 2.9.2 HORN BUTTON 2.9.3 REAR RIGHT GRIP WITH HORN
BUTTON 2.9.4 IGNITION SWITCH 2.9.5 LIGHTING AND TURN SIGNAL
SWITCHES 2.9.6 MAXIMUM SPEED CHANGE SWITCH (OPTION) 2.9.7
THROTTLE SENSITIVITY ADJUST SWITCH (OPTION) 2.9.8 BACK-UP
OPERATION LIGHT SWITCH (OPTION) 2.10 OPERATING CONTROLS 2.10.2
SELECTOR LEVER 2.10.3 PARKING BRAKE LEVER 2.10.4 INCHING BRAKE
PEDAL 2.10.5 BRAKE PEDAL 2.10.6 ACCELERATOR PEDAL 2.10.7
CARGO-HANDLING CONTROL LEVERS 2.10.8 ANSI/ITSDF STANDARDS FOR
LIFT TRUCK CLAMP ATTACHMENTS 2.10.9 STEERING CHARACTERISTICS
CHAPTER 3 OPERATING THE LIFT TRUCK 3.1 OPERATION 3.2 INSPECTION
BEFORE OPERATING 3.3 LIFT TRUCK OPERATING PRECAUTIONS 3.4
PRECAUTIONS FOR COLD AND HOT WEATHER 3.5 OPERATIONAL
PROCEDURES 3.6 LPG LIFT TRUCK STARTING 3.7 PROCEDURE FOR JUMP
STARTING EFI ENGINES 3.8 AUTOMATIC TRANSMISSION 3.9 LOADING 3.10
TRANSPORTING LOADS 3.11 UNLOADING 3.12 CLIMBING 3.13 STOPPING
AND PARKING THE LIFT TRUCK 3.14 FORKS 3.15 SEAT ADJUSTMENT 3.15.1
SUSPENSION SEAT OPERATOR'S WEIGHT ADJUSTMENT 3.15.2 FORWARD
AND BACKWARD CONTROL LEVER 3.15.3 BACKREST INCLINATION
ADJUSTMENT 3.15.4 LUMBAR ADJUSTMENT 3.15.5 SWIVEL SEAT 3.16 SEAT
BELT 3.17 TOP PANEL 3.18 TILT STEERING WHEEL 3.19 SERVICE RELEASE
LATCH 3.20 RADIATOR COVER 3.21 REARVIEW MIRROR (OPTION) 3.22 LPG
CYLINDER (TANK) HOLDER CHAPTER 4 GENERAL CARE AND
MAINTENANCE 4.1 WET CELL BATTERY CARE AND MAINTENANCE 4.2
BATTERY SPECIFIC GRAVITY 4.3 DAILY INSPECTION 4.4 OPERATOR'S
DAILY CHECKLIST (SAMPLE) 4.5 MAINTENANCE AND INSPECTION 4.5.1
ENGINE OIL LEVEL 4.5.2 REFILLING ENGINE OIL 4.5.3 ENGINE COOLANT
LEVEL 4.5.4 REFILLING ENGINE COOLANT 4.5.5 COOLING SYSTEM
BLEEDING INSTRUCTIONS 4.5.6 BRAKE FLUID LEVEL 4.5.7 REFILLING
BRAKE FLUID 4.5.8 AUTOMATIC TRANSMISSION FLUID LEVEL 4.5.9
REFILLING AUTOMATIC TRANSMISSION FLUID 4.5.10 HYDRAULIC OIL
LEVEL 4.5.11 REFILLING HYDRAULIC OIL 4.5.12 STEERING WHEEL PLAY
4.5.13 WHEEL AND TIRE 4.5.14 TIRE REPLACEMENT 4.5.15 CHECKING MAST
4.5.16 CHECKING LIFT CHAIN 4.5.17 FORK INSPECTION 4.5.18 FORK REPAIR
4.5.19 CHECKING HORN 4.5.20 CHECKING LIGHTS 4.5.21 CHECKING
CARGO-HANDLING CONTROL LEVER(S) 4.5.22 CHECKING BRAKE PEDAL
4.5.23 PEDAL FREE PLAY 4.5.24 CHECKING PARKING BRAKE LEVER 4.5.25
CHECKING TOP PANEL LOCK 4.5.26 FUSES 4.5.27 CHECKING AIR CLEANER
4.5.28 CHECKING FAN BELT 4.5.29 DRAINING OF TAR FROM THE
VAPORIZER 4.5.30 PRECAUTIONS FOR USING LPG 4.5.31 RECOMMENDED
LPG FUEL TYPE 4.5.32 CYLINDER (TANK) SIZE 4.5.33 LPG CYLINDER (TANK)
REPLACEMENT 4.5.34 REFILLING LPG CYLINDERS (TANKS) 4.5.35
PERIODIC MAINTENANCE AND LUBRICATION SCHEDULE 4.5.36 PERIODIC
CAT Forklift EX5000 Operation & Maintenance Manual

MAINTENANCE AND LUBRICATION SCHEDULE FOR EMISSION CONTROL

SYSTEM 4.5.37 LUBRICATION CHART 4.5.38 RECOMMENDED LUBRICANTS
4.5.39 RECOMMENDED SAE VISCOSITY CHART 4.5.40 PUTTING LIFT TRUCK
IN STORAGE 4.6 SIDE SHIFT 4.6.1 OVERVIEW OF SIDE SHIFT 4.6.2 MAIN
TERMS USED IN THIS SECTION 4.6.3 SAFETY RULES AND PRACTICES 4.6.4
SIDE SHIFT CONTROL LEVER OPERATION 4.6.5 SIDE SHIFT OPERATION
4.6.6 DAILY CHECKS AND SIMPLE MAINTENANCE CHAPTER 5
SPECIFICATIONS 5.1 MODEL IDENTIFICATION 5.1.1 MODEL VARIATION
(LONG MODEL CODE) BREAKDOWN 5.2 MAIN TRUCK 5.2.1 MAIN TRUCK -
2C7000 AND 2C8000/2C8000-SWB 5.3 MAST 5.3.1 2C7000 AND
2C8000/2C8000-SWB 5.4 FUEL AND OIL CAPACITY 5.5 ENGINE 5.6 ENGINE
OIL CAPACITY 5.7 NOISE LEVEL
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doing anything for it ... ungrateful, both of them, leaving their old
father ... and then you know that François loves pleasure. Since he
served his time he has always had a hankering after town life."
"I know; and I know that town has its attractions," returned André,
touching up La Rousse with the point of the whip; "but to grease the
wheels of a railway carriage, or serve out drink! Well, everyone goes
his own way in this world. All the better for them if they succeed.
But I cannot tell you what the fact of François' going is to me. I was
so looking forward to our farm-life together."
He remained bending forward awhile as if only intent on the
twitching of the mare's delicate ears, then asked in his caressing
voice:
"Things are going badly with us then, father?"
"They have been somewhat, my boy. But they won't now that you
are home."
André made no direct reply, nor did he say anything at all just then.
He was scanning the horizon for a slate-covered clock tower and
certain tree-tops not yet distinguishable in the distance; his heart
was already in the old home.
"At any rate," said he, "Rousille is left to us. She had grown a pretty
girl when I was last home on leave, very taking, and with a will of
her own! You cannot imagine how often I used to think of her when
I was out in Africa, and try to sketch her portrait from memory. Is
she as jolly as ever?"
"She is not bad," replied the farmer.
"And a good girl, I hope? She is not the sort to turn herself into a
barmaid."
"No, certainly not."
The good-looking young soldier slackened the mare's pace, partly
because they had reached a turn in the road where there was a
steep descent, partly that he might the better see, at the foot of the
sloping ground, the Marais of La Vendée opening out like a gulf. He
had only been home once before in his three years of service; with
growing emotion he gazed upon the groups of poplars and tiny red
roofs standing out from the waste of marshland; his eyes roved from
one to the other; his lips trembled as he named the farms one by
one; all other emotion was silenced in that of coming home again.
"Parée-du-Mont!" he exclaimed. "What has become of the eldest
Ertus?"
"Nothing much; he is in the Customs."
"And Guerineau of la Pinçonnière, who was in the 32nd line
regiment?"
"Oh, he went off like François; is conductor on the tramway to
Nantes."
"And Dominique Perrocheau of Levrelles?"
The farmer shrugged his shoulders with annoyance, for, in truth, it
was aggravating to be obliged constantly to answer "Gone—left—
deserted the Marais." However he had to say:
"You heard, doubtless, that he gained his gold stripes at the end of
his first leave; then he obtained further promotion, and was given
some post, I don't know where, as Government clerk. A set of stupid
fellows, all of them—not worth much, my Driot!"
"Ah, now I see Terre d'Aymont," cried Driot. "It seems nearer than it
used to be; I can distinguish their wind-mill. Tell me, father, there
were two of my playfellows there, sons of Massonneau le Glorieux,
one older, the other younger than me. What are they doing?"
Radiant, Toussaint Lumineau made reply:
"Both on the farm. The eldest exempted his brother. They are fine
fellows who do not mind hard work; you will see them to-morrow at
mass in Sallertaine."
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"Ah, by-the-bye, one must get into the way of attending mass again,
I suppose. In the army devotion did not trouble us much. Sundays
were rather a favourite day for our chiefs to hold reviews ... they
don't look at things as you do. But you see, father, I will soon
accustom myself to going to mass again—even to high mass—it is
not that that will be the difficulty."
"What then, my lad?"
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revealed La Fromentière on their left. With a simultaneous
movement father and son had risen and were standing almost
upright, one hand on the front of the carriage, contemplating the
property, La Rousse trotting along, unheeded by the driver.
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that did not greet him, not a furze-bush, not a lopped elm but had a
friendly look for him. But one and all, too, recalled the brother and
sister he would find there no more.
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silence, and without naming those of whom he was thinking:
"I will go and see them at La Roche ... of course I will ... but
brotherhood is not altogether the same when one has broken from
the old place...."
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military experience has made him somewhat suspicious of maidenly
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something of a sad expression, he kissed her, and set her down on
terra firma again.
"Always the same, little sister! That's good; but a little sorry at
having lost Lionore, eh?"
"You can see that?"
"Ah well! But I have come now. We will try to get on without them,
won't we?"
"And I?" put in a thick voice.
The soldier left Rousille, and hastened to Mathurin who was coming
towards them; dragging his limbs after him.
"Do not hurry, old man! I must do the running for both; I have
sound legs."
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military centre where all was young, active, alert, he could not hide
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infirmity inspired him. However, compelled by the other's anxious
look, which seemed to ask, "What do you think of me?—you who
come back, judge—can I live?" he hastened to say:
"My poor old man, I am so glad to find you like this. So you have not
got any worse?"
With a shrug of the shoulders, the cripple angrily pushed him away.
"I am much better," he returned. "You will see. I walk more easily. I
can stand as firmly as I did three years ago, when I thought I was
getting well ... and, for a beginning, I am going with you to mass at
Sallertaine to-morrow."
To avoid answering, the young soldier turned to meet his father,
who, having unharnessed La Rousse, was coming towards them,
with happy, smiling face, having eyes only for his Driot come home
to him again. The men, one following the other, turned towards the
house, and went in; but on this happy day it was the farmer who
held back, and the returned son who went first. Alert, interested as
on a first visit, rejoiced to be made the object of the eyes and ears
of the others, he did not sit down but wandered from room to room,
the blue and red uniform an unfamiliar sight in this home of the
toilers of the field.
To amuse his auditors he made the old walls ring again with words
of command; knocked up against corners to feel the strength of the
massive stones; opened the cupboard, cut himself a slice of bread,
and tasted it, with a, "Better than the bread of Algiers, my friends.
This is Rousille's baking, eh? It is excellent; we shall have a good
farmer's wife in her."
Followed everywhere by his father, Mathurin, and Marie-Rose, he
went from the house into the stables and barns.
"I do not know these oxen," said he.
"No, my boy, I bought them last winter at Beauvoir fair."
"Well, I'll bet that I can tell their names from their faces. This dun-
coloured one, that does not look great shakes, is Noblet, and his
companion, the little tawny one, is Matelot?"
"Right," answered his father.
"As for the others, our old ones, they have not changed much, save
to put on more horn and muscle. The plough ought to work well
drawn by them. Good day, Paladin; good day, Cavalier!"
The good creatures lying in the straw, hearing the young voice that
called to them, thrust out their heads, and with their thoughtful eyes
followed the young master.
A little further, stooping down, he took up a handful of green forage.
"Fine maize for the time of year," he said. "This must have come
from our high land; from La Cailleterie?"
"No."
"From Jobinière then, where not a grain is lost. Here's a good
specimen!"
The father was ready to join in praise of his oxen, his fields,
everything, so happy was he that the last of his sons, after three
years' absence, still loved the ground.
But the handsome young soldier laughed more than he felt inclined
to do, to hide the sad thoughts that would come during his round,
and when in the shed affected not to see the traps for blackbirds,
made by François the preceding winter. In the threshing floor, seeing
a bundle of faded grass lying on the neatly made hayrick, he bent
towards Rousille, and murmured:
"Did François gather that? Ah, it pains me more than I could have
believed, Rousille, not to find François here. It quite changes La
Fromentière for me."
But the father heard nothing of this. He only saw that his son was
home again, and the future of La Fromentière assured. When they
had re-entered the general sitting-room, Lumineau passed his hand
over the blue tunic of the Chasseur d'Afrique, saying:
"I like you in this, but I bet anything that you will not be sorry to lay
aside your soldier's toggery."
"All right, father," returned André, laughing at the unwitting affront
to his uniform, and his father's indirect mode of inviting him to
change to civilian dress. "I am not got up in Sallertaine guise; I'll go
and change."
From the bottom of the chest in the end room, beside the bed where
he was to sleep, André took the carefully folded work-day suit, laid
there by him the day he left. He took great pains with the waxing of
his moustache, and adjusting the brim of his hat, adorned his
button-hole with a sprig of jasmine; then going the length of the
house, opened the kitchen door, and there, framed against the old
walls, his slim figure clad in cloth suit, was seen the handsomest
young Vendéen of the Marais. Bronzed and fair-haired, his joyous
face reflected the happiness of the others.
"Ah, Driot," exclaimed the farmer merrily, "now you are quite
yourself again! You were my son before, but not so completely my
very own as now," then added: "Now come, and we will drink to
your health, and that you may stay at La Fromentière; for I am
ageing fast, and you shall take my place."
Mathurin, sitting at table beside his father, became very gloomy.
When the glasses were filled, he raised his with the others, but did
not clink it against that of André.
 CHAPTER VIII.

IN THE PLACE DE L'EGLISE.

The bells rang out the close of High Mass; choir boys chanted the
Deo gratias.
As in its early days, when in the last years of the twelfth century it
was erected on the summit of the Isle of Sallertaine, the little
church, now yellow with age and growth of lichen and wild-flower,
witnessed the crowd of worshippers, dressed in the same fashions
as then, pour out from the same doors in the same order and collect
in the same groups in the same Place.
The first to be seen were the farm-labourers and farmers' sons, who
came out by the east door from the transept where they had heard
mass, and who, passing round the choir, grouped themselves on the
other side, where the young girls would presently emerge. Two by
two they appeared between the pillars of the west porch with eyes
lowered to the tips of their sabots. They were well aware that their
rosy cheeks, smoothly braided hair beneath the pyramid of muslin,
the embroidered stockings peeping under the short petticoat, the
manner in which they walked with hands demurely crossed over the
moiré aprons, made them the cynosure of all eyes. This retired
bearing only lasted for some twenty paces; soon the girls had
formed themselves into a group close by the Michelonnes' house, at
a short distance from that of the younger men. And now in their turn
they waited. Eyes grey, blue, brown, very much on the alert; eyes
sparkling with life; eyes in which lived a remembrance. Laughing
lips, telling of the mere joy of living; the chirping as of a flock of
birds greeting one another. Following them came the farmers and
their wives; widows, distinguishable by the band of velvet in front of
their coifs; older men, men of position; these all issuing from the
nave, among them many a grave face still under the influence of
devotion, in which like walking saints they seemed wholly absorbed.
Many tall, finely set up men there were, with calm, fresh
complexioned faces closely shaven, save for a thin line of whisker. All
wore the same costume of black cloth coat with straight collar,
trousers with flaps, raised on the ankle by a fold in the cloth, blue or
green belt extending half way up the waistcoat, round felt hat bound
with velvet. They joined the younger men, swelling the groups that
shouldered each other, forming by this time a dark swaying mass
reaching to the last buttress of the choir.
The matrons, on the contrary, making a passage for themselves
through the crowd, went their way, looking in their plaited skirts like
ornamental round towers. From their calm eyes, and the brief smile
with which they exchanged greetings with a town acquaintance, it
was plain to see that, having outgrown the follies and illusions of
youth, each had settled down to her store of domestic happiness,
joy, or sorrow that a green patch in the Marais had reserved for her.
They talked with other farmers' wives, were joined by one or other
for the homeward way, and thus accompanied, dignified and worthy,
they directed their steps towards the plain, or to the various boating
stages.
Despite their departure, the gathering in the Place grew denser and
denser. It was the place of Sunday meeting where for centuries past
the dwellers of the marshes, prisoners of the canal-bound land, had
been wont to assemble. To them attendance at mass was alike a
religious duty and an occasion of social gathering. Before wending
their way back to their farms, not a man, even the gravest and most
considered among them, would have failed to pass an hour in a wine
shop chatting with his friends over a bottle of muscadet and a game
of cards, luette particularly, a game imported from Spain in ancient
times. Already innkeepers were standing at their doors at the foot of
the Place, sounds of merriment and laughter were to be heard from
within, and the stock-phrases of luette players, "Your turn." "My
turn." "I play a horse." "I take merienne."
Meanwhile there was more than ordinary animation among the girls
stationed behind the groups of men. They were scanning all the
church doors, whence were now issuing good women, tellers of
rosaries, who had lingered long over their devotions.
"He is coming out," exclaimed tall Aimée Massonneau, the daughter
of farmer Glorieux, of Terre-Aymont. "Did you see him, that poor
Mathurin Lumineau? He insisted upon coming to mass. I am sure he
might have got dispensation!"
"Yes," returned the little auburn-haired daughter of Malabrit, "it is six
years since he came to Sallertaine."
"Six years—really?"
"Yes, I remember. It was the year my sister was married."
"And why do you think he came?" asked Victoire Guerineau, of La
Pinçonnière, a sharp-tongued pretty girl, with a complexion like a
wild rose. "For he must have shown some spirit to manage it."
"To stand by his father," said a voice; "the old man had been so
saddened by the going of Eléonore and François."
"To show himself with his brother André," put in another. "He's a
good-looking fellow is André Lumineau! I should not mind——"
Victoire Guerineau and the others broke into a peal of laughter.
"You are quite out of it. It's for Félicité Gauvrit he came!"
"Oh, oh!" exclaimed those in front.
"How ill-natured you are! If she were to hear you."
And several turned towards the Michelonnes' doorstep, near to
which, amid a little throng, stood Mathurin's former fiancée.
Suddenly a murmur ran through the crowd.
"There he is. Poor fellow! How difficult it is for him to walk."
And under the pointed arch of a low doorway, one half of which only
was open, a deformed figure was seen struggling to force a passage
through the narrow aperture, one hand holding a crutch clutched
hold of a pillar outside, by which the poor man strove to drag
himself through, but he had only succeeded in freeing one shoulder.
With head thrown back, there was an expression of agony upon the
face which attested the violence of the effort, and the strength of
will that would not give in. Mathurin Lumineau seemed on the point
of suffocation; he looked at no one in the throng of people whose
gaze was riveted upon him; his eyes on a higher level than those of
the spectators were fixed upon the blue vault of heaven with an
expression of anguish that re-acted upon them.
Conversation was interrupted; voices began to murmur:
"Oh, help him! He is suffocating!"
Some of the men made a movement to go to his assistance; at that
moment, from the gloom of the interior, his father asked:
"Shall I help you out, Mathurin? You cannot squeeze through there.
Let me help you."
In a low voice, inaudible to those without, but with terrible energy,
Mathurin answered:
"Don't touch me. Confound it! Don't touch me. I will get out by
myself."
At length the man forced his huge bust through the door, and with a
tremendous effort steadied himself, stroked his tawny beard and
settled his hat on his head. Then with the aid of his crutches,
standing as upright as he could, Mathurin looked straight before him,
and advanced towards the group of men, which opened out silently
at his approach. No one ventured to address him, it was so long
since he had been among them, the old habit of familiarity seemed
lost; but the attention of all was concentrated upon their former
comrade, and no one noticed that his old father with André and
Marie-Rose were following close behind him.
The cripple had soon reached the spot where the girls were
standing. They fell apart even more quickly than the men had done,
for they guessed his intention; a lane opened between them
reaching up to the houses. At the far end of this living avenue, clad
in black dresses and white coifs, standing erect, quite alone, was
seen Félicité Gauvrit. She was the one he sought. She knew it; she
had foreseen her triumph. No sooner had she observed Mathurin
Lumineau sitting on the family bench in church, then she had said to
herself: "He has come for me. I will hide away by the Michelonnes'
house, and he will follow me." For she was gratified to have it seen
that he still loved her, the girl to whom, handsome though she was,
no suitors came. The women with whom she had been talking had
prudently moved away; she stood alone, under the Michelonnes'
window, looking like a lay figure from some museum in her costume
of heavy stiff material, the braids of her lustrous brown hair shining
under the small coif, her dazzlingly white complexion and uncovered
throat. Erect, with arms pendant on either side of the moiré apron,
she watched her former lover coming towards her between the
double row of inquisitive lookers-on. The many faces bent upon the
girl in nowise intimidated her. Perhaps in the suit and cravat
Mathurin was wearing she recognised the very ones he had worn at
the time of the accident; any way, she remained calm and
unabashed, her face even wore a slight smile. He drew nearer,
leaning on his crutches, his eyes fixed, not on the path, but on
Félicité Gauvrit. What the poor fellow wanted was to see her once
again; to make her understand that health was returning, that hope
was awakening out of his misery, that the heart of Mathurin
Lumineau had never wavered. All this his sad eyes told her as he
drew near, offering in piteous pleading the bodily and mental
suffering he had endured to her who had been their cause. But his
strength was unequal to the effort, he grew deadly white; and when
the insolent beauty, the first to speak, said calmly before all the
throng:
"Good day, Mathurin," he could not answer. To have seen the smile
on those rosy lips, to be so near to her, and to hear her address him
in the same easy tones as if they had but parted the day before, was
more than he could bear.
He grew faint, leant heavily on his crutches, and slightly turned his
tawny head to Driot, who was behind him, as if to say: "Take me
away," and the younger brother understanding the appeal, passed
the suffering man's arm under his and led him away, saying as he
did so, to divert the attention of the crowd:
"Good day to yourself, Félicité. It is an age since I have seen you.
You are not a bit altered."
"Nor are you," she retorted.
A few laughed; but among those assembled there were many who
were deeply touched, even disposed to tears. Some of the girls of
Sallertaine pitied the poor fellow so exhausted and confused, led
away on his brother's arm; they sorrowed that he could never enjoy
that love which each, in the recesses of her heart, hoped some day
to share with the yet unknown swain. One of them murmured:
"It is not only in body that he is afflicted, his mind, too, seems gone,
poor fellow!"
Many women, mothers going home with their children, walked more
sedately as they saw the group on the way to Chalons: old farmer
Toussaint, André and Mathurin, with Marie-Rose bringing up the rear.
They recalled with a shudder what a magnificent youth the poor
cripple once had been, and thought: Heaven send that no such
calamity befall our boys when they grow up!
Félicité Gauvrit began to be affected in her turn, but in a different
manner. The departure of the Lumineaus had turned attention away
from her. Some of the men surrounded the district crier, who was
calling out the list of lost articles and farms to be let; others repaired
to the inns. The girls collected in little companies to seek the
homeward way. Every minute five or six white coifs were to be seen
bowing and bending in farewell salute, separating from the others,
and going off to the right hand or the left. Félicité, left alone for
some minutes, joined one of the groups going west of Sallertaine,
towards the high Marais; she was received with some
embarrassment, as one whom they did not want to fall out with, yet
who was somewhat compromising, and whose company their
mothers did not desire for them.
Young men drinking together in the inns called after her the slighting
remarks men make on girls for whom they have little respect. She
did not answer them back, but with her companions descended the
hilly road bordered with houses, and thence on to the open Marais in
the direction of Perrier.
At that time of the year, before autumn rains had set in, many of the
farms could be reached on foot without the aid of boats. A raised
path, rough and ill-kept, flanked by dykes on either side, led across
the meadows; grey-green grass covered the level plain until the
uniform tint dissolved in brownish hue in the distant horizon. Horses
grazing, stretched out their necks, and looked at the little group clad
in black and white, breaking the continuity of grey-green plain.
Ducks, at the sound of their footsteps, ran in among the rushes that
trembled on the edge. From time to time a shelving embankment
branched off the path, and one of the girls, separating from the
group, would make her way by it to some distant house, only
marked by the customary cluster of poplar-trees; and Félicité
Gauvrit, roused for a moment from her abstraction, would say
"Good-bye," and then walk on silently as before.
Soon she was left alone on the path that stretches to the sea. Then
slackening her pace, she gave herself up without restraint to her
thoughts. She was not happy at home. At sixty-five her father had
married again a woman of thirty of loose character, whom he had
met at Barre-de-Mont, and to whom in virtue of her youth he had
made over the most realisable part of his property. The young
stepmother was not kind to Félicité. One reproached the other with
extravagance and ruining the home. The eldest brother, in the
Customs at Sables d'Olonne, a gambler and hard drinker, was
perpetually threatening the old man with a summons for falsified
accounts, and by thus intimidating him drained still further the
diminished capital of the Gauvrits. The old family, once so respected
in the Marais, was rapidly declining, and this Félicité knew too well.
The young men of Sallertaine and the neighbouring parishes came
readily enough to dances at La Seulière; they danced, drank, joked
with her, but not one of them offered to marry her. The impending
ruin, the family divisions, kept suitors away.
Yet another reason, more real, and one that appealed more strongly
to sentiment than any other, held back the sons of farmers, and
even farm-labourers from asking the hand of Félicité Gauvrit in
marriage; and this was the tie, binding only in honour, the debt of
fidelity, rendered even more sacred by misfortune, which public
opinion obstinately maintained as still existing between La Seulière
and La Fromentière. In everybody's opinion Félicité Gauvrit remained
one of the Lumineau household; a girl who had not the right to
withdraw her betrothal promise, and who was not to be sought in
marriage by any other while Mathurin was living. Some men even
had a superstitious dread of her; they would have been afraid to set
up housekeeping with a girl whose first love had met so unhappy a
fate. All the advances she had made had come to nought. Soured
and embittered, in her rage she had gone so far as to regret that the
cripple had not been killed on the spot. Had the poor wretch, who
was scarcely to be called living, died then and there, she would have
recovered her liberty, the past would have been quickly forgotten;
while now, it was kept in everyone's memory by the sight of the
maimed man on crutches, hanging about the farmstead of which he
should have been master. She had found that Death is sometimes
long in claiming its victims. Then courage had returned; in her
astuteness Félicité had recognised that public opinion holding her as
belonging to the Lumineau family, by them only could she realise her
ambition: to go away from La Seulière, escape the domination of her
stepmother, and become the mistress of a large farm, with more
means and freedom than ever she had possessed at home. Never
having loved her former betrothed, actuated only by vanity, as is
sometimes the case in country surroundings, she had said to herself:
"I will bide my time. I will make them long the more for me by not
going to La Fromentière. One day Mathurin will come to me, or will
call me to him. I am positive that he has not forgotten me. Stupid of
him; but it will help my ends. Thanks to him, I shall see them all
again; the old man who mistrusts me, the young men who will
admire me for my beauty. And I shall marry either François or André,
and shall be the mistress of a farm as I ought to be, and of the
richest farm in the whole parish."
Now François, whom she had tried to captivate, had gone away. But,
on the other hand, Mathurin had come to her; at the cost of terrible
fatigue and suffering he had dragged himself to Sallertaine to greet
her publicly; while André, before all the girls, had said: "It is an age
since I saw you. You are not a bit altered."
Félicité had gathered one of the yellow irises that grew so profusely
on the Marais. Half laughing she thought over her recent triumph,
the iris lightly held between her lips; her arms swinging as she
walked caused the full sleeves to rustle against the moiré of her
apron; her smiling gaze was directed to the distant meadows. She
was thinking that André would make a handsome husband, better
looking than ever Mathurin had been; that, after all, he was one
year younger than herself, that he had engaging manners, and had
not been wanting in audacity either to have said: "You have not
altered." And she went on to think: "The first opportunity that offers,
I will invite them to a dance at home. I am sure that André will
come."
Slowly she walked along the raised path in the burning rays of the
mid-day sun. Grasshoppers were chirping; every now and again the
acrid scent of fading rushes was in the air. Wholly absorbed in her
daydream, Félicité Gauvrit did not perceive that she had nearly
reached home. The white buildings of La Seulière, standing out in
the meadow, came as an unwelcome surprise. At the same moment
a doubt crossed her mind, disturbing, unbidden ending to her
dream. Suppose André too were to go away? Or that Mathurin,
elated as he was sure to be by the least sign of remembrance, and
made thereby more eager, more jealous, were to guess what was in
the wind?
Félicité had stopped in the middle of the bridge that led from the
path to the farm. The tall, supple young woman raised her arms
above her head, scowled impatiently, and snapped the stem of the
yellow iris, which fell prone into the dyke, then following it with her
eyes for a second, she looked at her own reflection in the water, and
smiled again. "I shall succeed," she said. And descending the slope
of the bridge she reached La Seulière by the cross road.
 CHAPTER IX.

THE CONSCRIPTS OF SALLERTAINE.

The afternoon of that autumn Sunday was marked by a deeper

peacefulness than usual. The air was warm, the light veiled, the
wind, which, rising with the tide, had outstripped it, sweeping over
the vast grassy plain, brought no sound of work in its train, no creak
of plough, no ring of hammer, spade, or axe. The bells alone were
heard answering each other from Sallertaine, Perrier, Saint Gervais,
Chalons with its new church, vast as a cathedral, and Seullans
hidden among the trees on the hill. Chimes for High Mass, ringing
for Angelus, the three strokes for vespers left the bells but little rest;
far and near they told out the familiar tones, understood for
centuries past. Adoration of the Holy One; forgetfulness of earth;
pardon for sin; union in prayer; equality of all men in the light of
eternal promises. The tones rang out into space and interlocked with
a vibration, and were as garlands flung from one belfry to another.
Among the toilers of the fields, cattle drivers, sowers, there were but
few who did not obey the summons. Along roads deserted all the
week were to be seen families hastening, passing and repassing one
another, of those who lived at the remotest portions of the parish;
while those who lived nearer took it more leisurely. On the canal,
which, broadening at the foot of the church, forms the quay of
Sallertaine, boats were constantly moving hither and thither.
Towards evening the bells had ceased; the frequenters of inn
parlours too had betaken themselves to their farms, lying peacefully
in the light of the setting sun. Universal silence reigned over the
land. Quiet as it was on working-days, at the close of the week it
seemed sunk in meditation and silence; dominical truce that had its
great significance, when weary souls refresh themselves, and whole
families unite in calm and meditation to review their living and their
dead.
But to-day the quiet was to be of short duration.
Mathurin and André were lying under the shade of the elms that
afforded provisional shelter to the harrows and ploughs close by the
old stonework gateway. The cripple, leaning against the cross-bars
of a harrow, was resting after the fatigue and excitement of the
morning. André, from concern for him, had not gone into town again
with his father, but lying at full-length on the grass was reading the
paper aloud, pausing every now and then to make his comments on
the news, and, as a travelled man, to explain the whereabouts of
places and countries—Clermont Ferrand, India, Japan, the while
twirling his little fair moustache, a very youthful and ingenuous self-
sufficiency showing itself in his frank, merry face. At about four
o'clock, to the left of Sallertaine, was heard the sound of a bugle,
coming apparently from the open marsh between the parishes of
Lumineau and Seullans. Mathurin roused from the torpor into which
he had sunk, looked at André, who at the first sound of the bugle
had let fall the paper, and with uplifted face and straining ears was
listening to the call.
"It is the cadets," said his brother, "they are out this afternoon. Soon
they will be leaving."
"They are playing the call of the 'Chasseurs d'Afrique,'" returned
André, a light in his eyes. "I recognise it. Is there anyone of our old
regiment in the Marais?"
"Yes, the son of a gooseherd in Fief; he served his time with the
Zouaves."
They were silent, both men listening to the bugling of the ex-
Zouave, their thoughts very different. André with eyes fixed on the
distant marshland was seeing in imagination a white town, with
narrow streets, and a troop of horsemen emerging from a crenulated
gateway, its arches echoing with the ring of their horses' hoofs.
Mathurin, watching the expression on his brother's face, thought:
"His heart is still with the regiment." For an instant his features
distended, his eyes dilated as those of a wild beast detecting its
prey, then he returned to his one idea.
"Driot," he exclaimed after a while, "you like that music?"
"I should think so."
"Do you regret the regiment?"
"No, that I don't. No one does."
"Then what was the attraction out there?"
The young man looked inquiringly into his brother's face as though
to say, why should he want to know, then answered:
"The country——Hark! that's the reveille now."
The sounds of the bugle, sharp, incisive, stopped. Now five or six
strong untrained voices struck up "Le chant du départ." Occasional
words reached the listeners where they lay. "Mourir pour la patrie ...
le plus beau ... d'envie." The rest was lost in space.
Meanwhile the sounds were approaching; the two brothers
motionless under the elms, each pursuing the train of thought
evoked by the first notes of the bugle, could hear the conscripts of
Sallertaine coming up the hill towards them.
Toussaint Lumineau, on his way home from vespers with his friend
Massonneau, heard them also. Massonneau, an old tenant farmer,
tall and thin, with skin as dark as a ripe ear of corn, the cartilages of
his neck standing out like the breast-bone of a fowl, had acquired his
name of "Le Glorieux" from a nervous twitch he had, which caused
his chin to jerk upwards at every instant; Lumineau and he were