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Author of "Kings of the Missouri," "Pay Gravel," "A Virginia Scout," etc.
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MORS MYgTKRY
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Then Labrador
Bitter thae e euutard platter
CHAPTER VI—Continued
of
CHAPTER VII
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An orphan.*
health as In his own.
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212 Wife-Ship Woman
By HUGH PENDEXTER
The done air of the bayou was be-
ing freshened by a breeze from the,
she heard my
phone.
When the fox slumbers he enumer-
ates poultry In his dreams.
I
that enormous bowlders were relief
along like pebbles, and thus transport
ad miles beyond their original *ea|
little
For she had fol- '
a**a in
Guard j
With
Labrador,
bru*< Claire to him.
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HURT?
MvbImf w mAt Mb.
B&l to rWlefs Iniatnms.
Swamp
(Hill 6. fl VI W IOM<
Wanted, Old False Teeth
fa w* per hish ••
; X *’• (or fuU ****■
Don't mattar II
broken. We bu,
crown,, brl.lree,
*nd sold Jeweler.
Western Metal Company, Bloominstaa. Ill
Dental Department
e
..art*—-**'
pleases monsieur?” she timidly naked
I flashed a mechanical smile over,
my shoulder, shook my head, and ex- I
ratal
Opinions are like watches; no two
ever go alike, yet each man betteves
tn his own.
aa4S«l*<«4 111.
* on Stomach.
ch. Heartburn.
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That Good Old
Pine Tar Soap
IKS' ■ ’
THE DECATTTR NEWS
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Im-
■kIBH
MUst^olE
Some men with narrow views a
rather broad in their converaatb1
i 'KELLIE Q .
! <1&VELL bays:
‘***eeeeee»eeeOT>ee«eOTs»M\e*s*^**-^»*J!
pHK first day I was able to walk
1 after four years' Imprisonment In a
plaster cast upon a hospital fnnMure-
board I decided to call up a few friends
ano tell them the good news. Accord
Ingly I made my way down the hos-
pital corridor to the telephone, an in-
strument 1 bad not uaed for long jeurs
I was happy. After 48 months 1 was
once mi
lege of ;
busy signal
SHOW CASES
Drug, Drq Goods & Jewefrq Fixtures
Soda Fountains
aw msrer racw *u*«cr«*r#
SounonFouNiAM A»fa?iffi£MK.Gi
Mita. T,aas .
ii
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Genuine Pine Tar is very
healing—that's why GRAND-
PA'S WONDER soap Is so
good for the skin. It is fine
for bath or toilet and is the
greatest hard water soap you
ever saw. Splendid as a sham-
poo, keeps the natural luster
of the hair and is highly rec-
ommended for dandruff. It is
mildly deodorant.
Sold by all dealers in two
size*—medium and large—-at
popular prices.
Tk* Braver 8*a> C*. Dart**. O.
Soap makers sines 1*71
Glacial Period Floods
When the ice began to melt In earo>
set toward the close of the glacial
period, floods occurred and formal
rivers that would dwarf many of out
largest ones today. So great were
He held a pistol to my
throat while he pawed over my face
'with his dirty paw to see if It was
you. But my talk satisfied him I knew
nothing. He goes to la Nouvelle Or-
leans.”
“He thinks I am there. Did he say
anything to show how sure he Is?"
“Nothing, except to tell his pirogue
Choctaws that the trail would be
picked up when they left the bayou.”
“He’ll find no trail," I said.
“He'll fiild a woman la missing. And
there will be some signs left,” de-
clared Joe, now using the Choctaw
trade Jargon that the' girl might not
understand.
But I did not fear any such results.
There was nothing known In New
Orleans to connect me with the girl’s
disappearance. The settlers would
testify that the girl was very sad,
that ohe stepped out of a cabin and
did not return. It would be believed
that she had wandered away and
fallen into the river, or become lost.
As for finding any signa of our
passing to and from the Indian vil-
lage the chances were bls Choctaws
would destroy any traces tn tracking
beck and forth during the night. But
the tong river-road was the logical
one for an escaping English spy to
take, ones it was known he had not
made for Pensacola; and I believed
the Fox would nuke haste to cut me
eft from gaining the mouth of the
No Cold
Fever headache or grippe **
Colds break in a day far the millions who
uae Hili’*. Headache and fever Mop. La
Grippe is checked. All in a way to reliable
that druggisca guarantee results. Colds are
too important to treat in baser ways.
Be Sure Itb^VUh^, Price 3Oc
CASCAty ^QUININE
Get Bed tksi with portrait
lake. It was llko emerging from a thede torrents, says Nature Msgazinet
hot tunnel. Labrador's canoe slith-
ered among the brakes, and came to
a stop, and as I drew abreact of him
It doesn't take a woman v<
to discover the defects In a
1 J H Ja
Bird's Mother Loot
Example of Heroism
The boy who "stood ou the burning
deck, whence all but be had tied," has
won the immortality of a well-known
poem, but probably a certain skylark
will not find her poet, although she
certainly deserves one.
While beating out a field fire at Felt-
ham, in Middlesex, firemen noticed a
skylark sitting on her nest on the
ground, in the direct path of the
flames. The bird continued to sit on
her eggs with dense smoko rolling
round her, and even when the flames
caught the grass of which the nest
was constructed she did not stir until
the firemen were close upon her.
So struck were the men with the
bird’s heroism snd devotion that they
determined to save her home at ail
costs. They set about isolating ths
nest, and were so successful that, al-
though the fire spread all around, tbs
nest was scarcely damaged and the
eggs remained Intact.—London Tit-
Bits.
Wear a Whipcord Suit
For WORK - HUlmNO - TOURINO
Ob lord or Brown Color*
Cost and Tiwaaor*
Slnsl* Trouser*
Coat and Breach**
HI-I In* Bree. he* ____
Sand for umnloe *nd measuring Mank.
bdwakd a. apfki. a co.
too Hookln* I’Ihi. Bsltlmara. Md
Rhe ;
wends me pictures of herself at »— —.......— ......—■
After 48 moot ha 1
lore to have the blessed privi-
getting wrong numbers and the
I didn’t mind a bit get-
| ting Buttercup 14Vi when I wanted .
‘ W»-_a.a._____a
Up the River.
So the chase had turned from east
to west and the Fox was hot on my
trail. I thanked my medicine I had
lost no time In meeting the girl. Un-
til the Fox could reach New Orleans
and make sure I was not hiding there
the pursuit would be Indirect.
Taking the girl by the arm, I assist-
ed her into the pirogue and pushed
off. We barely more than drifted
with the sluggish torrent until I heard
the soft dip of a ptyldle ahead. Then
I allowed my own blade to betray me,
and Labrador’s voice was calling:
“Good evening, Messieurs.”
“It is I,” I whispered as the pirogue
grated against his canoe “1 saw
them and him.”
“Sa ere!
Finally 1 got the number I had asked 1
for, expecting to hear my friend at
the other end of the wire give three
cheers and do a Scottish fling when
voice actually at the
Instead she cried and I was
disgusted. I tried another woman who
had bucked me up many a time,
cried, too, and I hung up.
Then I called up my editor and he
swore under his breath and ordered
me back to bed at once, giving as an
excuse that he was afraid I’d overdo
It. If all 1 was going to get for my
trouble was tears and cusswords, I
decided it wasn’t worth even a nickel
a allot to talk to my friends over the
saying.’ . . | telephone. I must have been talking
“Monsieur does not look behind him. ■ out of my turn.
"The three OrfUant brothers? Can
1 trust them?”
"Two are here now. They are
loyal to France," was the discouraging
answer.
"Then there Is no one I can ap-
proach under the seal of secrecy?"
"No one. monsieur. I must do your
errand. Who la the man yon wish
word taken toF
“Too are to find Mademoiselle
Deblsgaarde, but juat arrived from Bi-
loxi No one Is to know you come
to find her. You will say to her the
three words, *the White Indian.’ Then
lead her bore If she la still Inclined to
ge with me.” >
---•---
“Do you theatrical people pray?”
was the question put to me while I
was In the hospital recently by one
the last place
that I visited before I took the count
five years ago, and It was the first
place that 1 headed for when l was
able to be put on a railroad train, and
as 1 sit looking at the ocean I cannot
help but compare this summer with
the former summers when I lay in a
bare hospital room from which I
couldn’t even see the sun, and 1
breathe a prayer of tuanks.
Everyone has heard the story about
the restaurant proprietor who was out
to lunch when the irate customer
wanted to complain to him. Nat Vin-
cent, the song writer, thought he had
caught the story tn real life, the other
morning, when he discovered Jim and
Jack, owners of the New York restau-
rant of that name, at breakfast at the
St Kegla. Inquiry spoiled a good
Story or else Jim and Jack are quick
thinkers."
“Our place,’’ they answered in uni-
gon, upon being cross-examined, ’’isn’t
•pen y»t" i
---*--
Headline reads: “Bronx Msn Dies
as He Rides la Taxi." He probably
looked at the meter. .
(C*»vrt«kl kr tk* MeNsegkt gysSlleat*, la*.)
linst “Flu”
usterole
Influenza, Grippe and Pneumonia
usually start with a cold. The moment
you get those warning aches, get busy
with good old Musterole
Musterole relieves the congestion
and stimulates circulation It has all
the good Qualities of the old-fash ion<xi
mustard plaster without the blister.
Rub it on with your fingei tips. First
you feel a warm tingle as u • healing
ointment penetrates the pore. , then a
soothing, cooling sensation and quick
relief. Have Musterole handy for emer-
gency use. It may prevent senous illnes»
7b MoCAars* Muatarole is al*o
made in milder farm far
babies and small children.
Ask for Children’s Musterole.
Jars A Tubes
Claire may be interesting, but
she Is a terrible handicap on a
trip like this. What will she de
next?
SYNOPSIS.—rrevettna
oa Ik* Mtaotoetggk ea kli
Blleat. la tk« early dayi
aeiUeateat of Louisiana.
Braa*«*<M*k KagUa* *nr. k
IniUaae and aeitlere
"WkMe Indian," *eee a
ladtaa goe* a deolarecloa
a<elaa« (he FreacA. For
pureaeea. ho ha*tea* to 1
carry too aewe to E
FreaeA *ovoraer. Brempt
an eld friend. Joo Labra
dtaa AalfbreoA, wAo wa
Bienville Ana tAreatenod
Aiat a* a *ny. Brasapio*
to tum bank. He fall*
Julea sad Basile Matter,
way te Ullexl to aecur
fro* a *AUx the Malre,
woniea fra* Fraaoe. J
BratniM'na yootoeta a won
a aerwaaat'e brutality. I
ht* ako la Claire Dahl
picked Op la a raid la Pai
deatly wall bred and «
- aha la a ntyatery to Bi
He Interveaea te proven!
Kacilnk. knowa aa “Old
yer*,* f»llo*rla« her to i
leaaa A FreacAmaa.
Narboaae. all<A< p dem«
atorle* be haa he-»r<1 of th*
.ricAe* of the bit* World, Intro-
duce* hiataelf. Bleavilla accuaea
Brampton of treachery, but th*
latter secure* a reeptte from
death by ravealla* th* Natohea
declaration of war. Ha la to
await the arrival of a former
compaataa. Damoan the Fox. who
will etreaoante or ©oadamn him.
Detanoan haa documenta provtns
Rranaptoa an Kaxilsh apy.
Braraptoa reeel too a massage
fro* Claim, begging Mm to help
her reach the Kngliah aottle-
meata. Brampton treat* Nar-
boaae arttA a note to Clair*
pmotlsing te meet her at New
Orleans. He plans hla escape.
After a struggle Brampton wseata
the inert* Inat Ing papers fro*
Duaanan and escapes from Biloxi.
Ho meets the Mattors and they
ga to Now Orlenna In a aalllag
packet. At the landing place
Brampton again encounters Joo
whom ho sends to
we seek,” she murmured.
She wm behind me on the bundle
of blankets. I heard a suspicious
sound and glanced back to find her
striving to muffle a sudden outburst
of sobs by lying face down on the
blankets.
“Huth!" I sternly commanded. “The
great river is our good friend. It Is
so big and wide we can hide from our
enemies without leaving it.”
“I hate it!" she fiercely whipped
back, lifting her head and glaring an-
grily at me through her tears. “I
hated It while at the cabin of Marlot
and his family. I wish we could travel
afoot, overland, to the coast. Why
must we go the long way around when
we could travel overland?”
“To save time,” I told her with a
sinlle. “We haven’t time to go the
shortest way. There are more than
ten thousand warriors between the
river and Carolina. There are a scant
four thousand of these who will ad-
mit any feeling of friendship for the
English. We must go nearly to the
coast before we will be free from the
red danger; for there are no settle-
ments In the valley of Virginia. In
the valley of the Shenandoah the Ca-
tawbas and Cherokees go north on the
war path against the Five Nations,
while down that path come the Iro-
quois of the Five Nstlons to take
southern scalps. I do not ssy these
things to add to your uneasiness. Ma-
demoiselle Dahlsgaarde. but to Indi-
cate how widespread Is the dnnger-
“Is it you, monsieurY’ Labrador’s
anxious voice roused me from my
thought*.
"It la I. Where la the girt?"
"At your elbow, Mr. Brampton,"
came the answer In excellent English,
and a soft hand touched mine. "Those
men outside the cabin with lights 1 Are
they looking t<e me?"
“No, mademoiselle. But It’s well
wo were going. Lead the way, Joe."
“But you are traveling away from
the river, monsieur I" she protested,
dropping back Into French.
"Only to swing back into It a few
leagues above here. If you are to come
with me you must trust to my judg-
ment absolutely. I will say I think
you are foolish to come."
"But not foolish to trust to you mon-
sieur," she murmured.
"Good heavens, not If you have the
slightest doubt about your perfect
safety with mo—except we fall victims
te s >'ommon danger—go back to your
cabin at once."
“I have no doubt* You are saving
me from destroying myself, monsieur.”
she whls|>ered; and confounded mo by
beginning to sob.
"You’ll betray both of us before we
are a league from this spot." I warned.
“Say your prayers I Make vows! Do
something to bush your weeping!
Faster, Joe !*•
The good fellow quickened hts pace,
and I took the girl’s hand In mine and
we fairly ran for It until we came to
the hidden canoe*
said:
”1 will go ahead.
CserataM kr rare* FaataaW*—reti-ltu. WNUOarvtas
I thought of her soft hands; I al-
ready appreciated the refinement of
her manner. No; I did not believe
her troubles would be ended when she
reached the English towns and she
would be forced to makY her own
way. Our servants were supplied
from the black* or ne'er-do-weile
shipped to the plantations from Eng-
land. Aa a servant she must abide
with her else* and her very softness
and her mental quantise would make
her an object of scorn among her
mate*
Between dips of the paddle I won-
dered If she would not have fared bet-
ter to have remained In the valley and
accepted a husband from among the
women-hungry. This alternative was
abhorrent to me almost as soon as I
had considered it I had told myself
on the sands at Biloxi that she was
entitled to her chance; and certainly
a lonely .cabin in some miserable la-
goon, with a shaggy creature who
lacked even thejitabillty of an Indian
hunter for a mate, constituted no
“chance.” Yet for the life of me I
could see only a squalid outlook for
her did we win across the eastern
mountains.
The whole business discouraged an-
alysis; and when Labrador gave his
signal from the darkness ahead, and
repeated it, I found my mental re-
action to he refreshing. It meant dan-
ger, but that was more or less tan-
gible. With a thrust of the paddle I
had the pirogue snugly under the wil-
lows and was cautioning my passen
ger to be very quiet.
“Tonnerre I But who are you to
treat me like this?” loudly demanded
Labrador’s voice. “Take your dirty
hands from my face. To see if you
know me? And who the black devil
are you?”
This time I heard the murmur of a
response and Labrador called out no
more. The peril was obvious. Again
I warned the girl to make no sound.
We were kneeling on the marshy
ground, and my hands held the pi-
rogue from rustling against the reeds
If the newcomers passed close enough
to agitate It with their paddle strokes.
Now they were sending little ripples
Into the swamp-grass, and by ear
alone I told when the first craft
passed our position.
From the number of paddles 1
Judged It to be a long pirogue. Now
it was above us and I was preparing
to embark when there came a sound
of other paddles, two of them. When
directly opposite me a man spoke, and
had I my musket by my side 1 should
have been tempted to shoot at him
through the darkness, for there was
no mistaking the voice of Datnoan the
Fox.
sorority or fraternity that brings Its
members as close together In the bonds
of sympathy as that of the patients
of tlw same doctor In the same hos-
Thls Is particularly true of or-
thopedic (bone) cases, for the reason
that they are the longest confined and
' in consequence become acquainted
i with each other’s ailment*- Medical
and surgical cases are of comparative-
ly short duration, the average ypriod
of hospital treatment being about three
weeks, but orthopedics remain any-
where from six months to two or three
years, or even longer.
Through the doctor In charge, the
Internes and the nurses one patient
hears about another and becomes as
much interested In others' fights for
of her soft hands coupled to poverty. he(llth o In hJg own Wllen tbe ^nior
I have said something which dis- nurse makes her rounds in the morn-
ing taking, temperatures, generally the
! first question asked of her is, “Haw Is
I number So-and-So this morning?" And
i In this way Is begun what frequently I
> proves a fast and lasting friendship, i
One of the closest friends 1 have was I
! a fellow patient, a lady who came from ■
Texas to l>e treated after years of suf- !
ferlng from Infantile paralysis.
now
I dances.
GALLSTONES
Chronk Q
. fNMreM in pit of Btoni
I ‘Mur Stomach. Biilouc’.er
Irk Hoa<hM;h«o. Haiu n
Side. Conetlpaflcn
stomach Trouble in any
fUHeved Without ot
la Tear Own lloui*
write for rm
1ORTM0 PARK CIJNK
lift Vnr mon PIaco, Minnoopr
If you hear a
night-bird call twice you will know I
have met danger and then you must
hide by tbe shqre until the bird calls
but once, meaning the trail Is open
again."
With this understanding he drew
some distance ahead and led the way
down tbe bayou. The girt crouched
low In the pirogue behind me.
We moved slowly along the black
water, and between laxy thrusts of tbe
paddle I tried to talk with her.
“Why must you go to the English
settlement*? Have yon friends thereY’
“I have no friends anywhere, except
that you be my friend.” she whispered.
“But why to Virginia, or the Caro-
linas Instead of Canada?"
“This country, it is terrible, mon-
sieur," she mutterely evasively.
"You did not tell Sieur de Bienville
that you were picked up In a raid.”
I thought she did not Intend to an-
swer, but after a long pause she slow-
ly said:
“What would be the good?"
And now she was speaking English
with only the faintest of accent. I be-
gan to believe she whs bilingual and
used either tongue without being con-
scious of shifting.
“But If you could prove to his excel-
lency—"
“I can prove nothing,” she passion-
ately hissed. “I have toltkyou I have
no friend* Shout the name of Dahls-
gaarde from one end of France to
the other, and none would be Inter-
ested.”
“Pardon;
people."
“I am alone. An orphan.”
"But your friends—at least those
with whom you worked."
My voice became confused. I felt
her soft hand rest for a moment on
my hand as I bfeld the paddle motion-
less.
“No, It Is not the hand of a flirt who
has worked," I sorrowfully admitted.
With a jeering little laugh she said:
“Monsieur Brampton would prefer
doing good deeds for the good."
“You are in trouble,
well for your own sake,
you if I can.
l.... | pitai.
zone, and to show the need of travel- j
Ing by water as far as possible."
“Forgive me. Yon are very wise,”
she sighed, raising her big eyes to
«t«re Into mine. “I have seen so
little of life. I am so Ignorant."
I faced to the front and scowleil at
For the time I had
fallen beneath a spell and had forgot-
ten she was not an unsophisticated
child. Her plea of Ignorance did not
harmonise with the mystery behind
her, nor with the disturbing testimony
"I return to la Nouvello Orleans
iny friends."
la the Uboctaw Jargon ho added, “If
they go north l shall trail them."
"They will go north." I assured him.
With that wo parted, he to paddle
up the bayou, while I took the girl
Into whatever dangers Fate had stored
up fur us ones ^e quit the Iberville
tor tbe Mlsoisslppl.
I could not get used to mademoi-
selle. If she had Impressed me as
being slight and frail of physique on
Whip island she now seemed
more than a child,
my advice, and had shifted
from her funereal black gown to a
garb more suitable for rough travel.
From an Indian crone she had pur
chased some boot-leggings, a short
skirt of filler bark, stained white and __________
red—the sacred colors of the Natchez I Buttercup 1412.
—and completed her attire with a i -----
blouse of linen she had brought over- I
seas. Her yellow hair was drawn
hack and arranged in braids. Her
face would have been boyish If not for
the sensitive mouth and the sadness
of her eyes.
“And this river flows from the great
river?” she asked for the tenth time
as we made our way up the Iberville.
“It is merely a mouth of the Mis-
sissippi at high water. It flows into
Lake Maurepaa, where we camped and
I showed you the cross cut by Iberville
a score of years ago."
She was silent for some time, and
then proved she was observing by
saying: , . ! telephone.
Now, I look back every few minutes, J
thinking to behold the gavages.”
"There is nothing behind us to fear,
little one. It Is when we strike Into ___
the Mississippi that we shall keep our ' (,t the most sophisticated nurses I ever
eyes very wide open.” ; inet, she was not a student nurse and
“It Is terrible, this great river that i was far from an uneducated girl. On
• the contrary, she had graduated from
the nursing course and had charge of
ti hall filled with patients. I Inquired
If she were asking the question seri-
ously. She said that she was and re-
peated the query. I told her, yes, but
I that most of us book direct and that I
could find as much religion and hu-
mshlty behind any drop curtain in tbe
world as In any religious Institution
in the world. I suggested that she
drop into St. Malachi’s church on East
Forty-third street. New York, any Sun-
day at eleven o’clock, or attend serv-
ices at the Morosco theater any Wed-
nesday noon or Sunday morning. It
Is appalling how many still believe
that theatrical people are all "Haythen
Chinee" as Bret Harte had It.
---♦---
Pain is a great leveler of rank. In
•a hospital—and I know whereof I
speak for I spent four years in one—
there Is no such thing as "the colonel's
lady” and "Judy O’Grady." Of kindred
afflictions we are ail brothers and sis-
ters In sorrow, whether in public
wards or private rooms. Those of us
more fortunate than others assume *
big sisterly attitude toward the friend-
less and lonesome and siiaje with them
our books, flowers, magazines nnd
"goodies."
I question If there Is any formal
I wish'you
I will help
But one cannot help
without wishing to know something. I
could help you more Intelligently If I
could understand something of the na-
ture of your trouble.”
“There is nothing to learn. I came
over on the immigrant ship. I am
Claire Dahhgaarde, as homeless and
friendless as if I had dropped from
another planet."
"Tell me this, did you protest when
the police seized yon and bundled you
aboard the MaireF*
She astounded me by sadly confese-
Ing:
"I wanted to come. I lied when I
told yon I was taken in a raid. I
went alone to the ship Just before it
was to sail and naked to bo taken
along.”
“Good heavonal If
known—”
“I should do exactly the an me If it
were to bo lived through again to-
morrow. monsieur. You must either
sot me ashore, to make my own way,
or accept mo aa you find me—oamo-
lees, friendless, a wait”
Why nameless when she was Claire
Dahlsgaarde, I naked myself. B«t 1
did not ask her.
"I will not think evil of you. I
wrote yen from Biloxi—'when it was
doubtful if I could oven aero myself—
that I would take you to the seaboard I
I only hope yw troubles will end
when yon got there,”
-That woe nicely
It was fish dny and Peggy O'Neil
placed her order with the waiter and
then waited. 8be waited some more
and then some more and finally called
the waiter to her.
“Say,” she whispered, "you don’t
seem to he having much luck,
bait are you using?"
--♦—
Atlantic City was
“A woman from tbe wife-ship! One
of those women f* he groaned. "God
of the white man I But you Will make
faces through a noose. With a price
on your head—“
T ere 1 must do my own errand,” I
broke In. "When my friend believes
evil of me be does evil In doing my
barineea.”
-Be still, my friend. You annoy
' one! I will find this woman with the
outlandish name. I will speak the
word* If she Is fool enough to come
with me I will bring her here to this
dead village."
"She will come. Remember tbe need
of secrecy. She had best wander to
the edge of the settlement before you
join her. There are those who would
follow her. Even now there is one
there, perhaps, a man with two fingers
gone."
“Ha 1 The squat beast!
been to tbe bayou."
“And one Francois Narbonne. Nei-
ther he, nor anyone, must know of tbe
girt’s departure. Now good luck and
nroch speed, as the morning must see
us far on our way."
"Holy saints! It Is like the White
Indian to break hla neck to help a
French wench. He could And ne wom-
an to help In all hla years on the river
until now. Very good. God In his
wisdom sses fit to let monsieur play
the fool Why should I try to stop
yon? I ge.”
And he bad faded Into the darkness
before I could give him a fitting reply.
Of course there was something at mad-
ness tn my project from the Cana-
dian’s unenlightened point of view. I
was retnetant to admit to myself even
thia much, but after reviewing the
happenings of ths last few days and
remembering how few words I had
spoken to mademoiselle, and how en-
tirely Ignorant I was of her antece-
dents—uni— I retain my lint esti-
mate based ea her soft bands and ob-
vtoua poverty I agreed that my eld
friend had arose to bo fflspieaoed with
Bat wtet could I do after she had
wrtttSB that she oarsiy would die un-
tam I oMdd help her. make the coast?
Betas beemnss she had made mis-
takas? Then bow many of MB would
Paso bar
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