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Show AFirmf BY gARY gEVEREUX WITH ILLUSTRATIONS 'C9pyn3f C4ff 1903, BY DON C. WILSON Jean, angry and reckless, exclaimed: Ill be no hypocrite, nor pretend Three weeks later, and a sullen to what I cannot feel. I have hated peace had fallen over Toulon. Jean Etienne all my life, and with good was still weak and emaciated from ill- cause: and 1 will never say otherwise, ness. From Greloire the boy had now that he is dead. I would .spurn heard and with outspoken 'indignaany title or position that had been his tion of General Bonapartes depardespise myself if ever again I lived ture, shortly after his own arrival at beneath the roof who had sheltered the convent, which had been turned one who spoke such dastardly words into a hospital. of my mother! I want to go over seas, He went away and left me! Jean avay from France away to the new exclaimed angrily, the color suffusing world, and carve out a name for myhis cheeks. Left me, when I was not self gain fame and riches. I should able to speak to him! die. like a wild bird in a cage, to live He left a letter with Pere Huot, and such a life as men pass here. The a farewell message, which the good very thought of it is hateful to me. Ah!" exclaimed the priest . This father will doubtless give you when comes from Laros teachings. he sees fit. No, father indeed no! cried Jean, Then why should not Pere Huot have told me so before? demanded all the fire gone from his eyes. I have Jean, half rising from his seat beside always longed to live such a life always! the bed. Alwayd all of thy very long life, Easy, mon ami; sit still, saidGre-loire-, Do not get excited, Jean, my son? said Pere Huot, a sacalmly. else I shall regret telling you any- tirical smile touching his thin lips. The boys face became crimson, and thing about the affair. We have to remember that you have been very he said nothing. ill." Tenderness showed in his tone, We have talked long enough for and he gently touched the thin hand the present, my son," the priest addresting on the coverlet ed; and now I will leave thee. Read Late in the afternoon of this same .General Bonapartes letter; and may day, Pere Huot, sitting with Jean in it bring thy mind to holding more worthe latters room, had been informing thy ideas of the future than those I him of what had transpired since the have just heard from thee. And Jean, morning Murier brought him to the my son coming close to him, and shelter and safety of his present laying a caressing hand on the wilful abode. I beseech thee, try and harbor head He watched the boys face care- kindlier feelings and more Christian-likfully as he told him of Margots burforgiveness for thyi brother. ial, and of Bonapartes many visits to He left the room, closing the door his bedside, where he lay tossing in softly, and Jean sat staring out of the delirium; and the good priest re- window, though the suns rays now joiced within himself to see the look stole down to touch his brow. But of dogged grief soften into one of subafter musing a few seconds, he roused e dued gratification. himself with a quick, nervous moveMy son, where is the box of pa- ment, and looked again at the letter. pers Monsieur le Baron, thy father. A moment later he broke its seal; Intrusted to Margot for safe keeping? and the thin paper seemed to pulse The box of papers, Pere Huot, the with his own heartbeats as he read its words: boy repeated, as i trying to recall and d t which looked questioningly back a him, their heads drooping, their breath freezing upon their coats in spiculae of white. I know cried Franklin. Wait! this hole! Ive been here betor. Thft teams come here for shelter' Oh, its (he White Womtt breaks why, sure! cried Sam in reh?n. Yes, thats where it is. Were less than half a mile from the house. Wait, Ive got to now, and let me think. His words drove flgurfe this out a while. CHAPTER XXV. Continued. go some day." The sun came on, valiantly stripped Franklin again to his feet, and he It's off there, said Sam, pointing bare, knowing what was to be. Still walked up and down, his face gone across the coulee: but we cant get louder rose the requiem of the wlie. pinched and old. there." The sky smiled on. At dawn the wind lulled. The There was no old man; yes, we Yes, we token to strike with alarm these hu- clouds swept by and the sun shone can! Insistedcan, Franklin. Ill tell you. man beings, their faculties dullod by for an hour over a vast landscape Let me think. Good God! why cant a thousand years of differentiation. buried under white. Sam was ready I think? Yes see here, you go down To the north there appeared a long, to start, having worked half the night bottom of this gully to the mouth the black cloud, hanging low as the trail making runners for a sled at which of the coulee, and then we turn to the of some far-of- f locomotive, new upon his wild team snorted In the terror left no. Its to the right and you the land. All at once the cloud of unacquaintedness., The sled box bear up along the side of the draw sprang up, unfurling tattered battle was piled full of robes and coal and til you et to the rhlge, and then the seemfood and liquor all things that flags, and hurrying to meet the sun house la right in front of you. Listen ed needful and which could hurriedly now! The upon the zenith battle ground. winds northwest, and thd Once the wind pelted the slant snow be secur'd. house is west of the head of the couSam With perfect horsemanship through the interstices of the grasses lee; so the mouth is east of us, and upon the furry back of the cowering drove his team rapidly on to the that brings the wind on the left cheek Now they found a new sport south, five miles, ten miles, fifteen, at the mouth of the coulee, and it coyote. In driving the icy powder through the the horses now warming up, but still comes more and more on the right cracks of the loose board shanty, upon restless and nervous, even on the cheek as we turn up the ridge; and the stripped back of the mother hudway so familiar to them from their its on the front half of the right dling her Bobbing children against the frequent Journeyings. The steam of cheek when we face the house. Im empty, impotent stove, perhaps wrap- their breath enveloped the travelers sure thats right wait. Ill mark it in ft wide, white cloud. The rude out here in the snow. God! how cold ping her young in. the worn and whitened robe of the buffalo taken years runners crushed Into and over the it is! It must be right. Come on; ago. For it was only the buffalo, packed drifts, or along the sandy come! We must try It, anyway. though now departed, which held the grime where the wind had swept the We may hit the house, Cap, said frontier for America in this unpre- earth bare of snow. In less than an Sam calmly, but If we miss It we ll pared season, the Christmas of the hour they would see the Halfway go God knows where! Anyhow, Im Great Cold. The robes saved many House. They would know whether with you, an if we dont turn up, we of the children, and now and then or not there was smoke. cant help it, an we done our best a mother also. But in less than two hours on that cried Franklin once more. Come, was lost sun The men who had no fuel did as morning of deceit the to the mouth of the coulee. Lets get tbeir natures bid, some dying at the agaiu. The winds piped up, the cold I know this place perfectly. stove and others in the continued, and again there came the And so, advancing and calling, and open on their way for fuel. Mishap blinding snow, wrapping all things waiting while Sam fought the stubpassed by but few of the remoter In iis dancing, dizzy mist. born Tiorses with lash and rein out on homes found unprepared with fuel, The winds just my right ot the shelter which they coveted, and Christmas day, deceitfully fair, cheek, said Sam, putting up a mit Franklin led out of the flat coulee, dawned on many homes that were to ten. .But wheres it gone? Into the wider draw, and edged up be fatherless, motherless, or robbed of Youre frozen, man! cried Frank- and up to the right, agonizedly rea Pull up, and let me rub your Thus it was that from lin. peating to himself, over and over face. this, the hardiest and most again, the Instructions he had la'ld population ever known on earth, No, no, we cant slop, said Sam, down, and which the dizzy whirl ot there rose the heartbroken cry for catching up some snow and rubbing the snow mingled ever confusedly in comfort and for help, the frontier for his white cheeks as he drove. Keep his mind. At last they had the full isfactlon? the first time begging aid to hold the the wind on your right cheek were gale again In their faces as they Yes, added a young American of- skirmish line. over the Sand Run now, I think, and reached the level of the prairies, and to or twenty-twbe ficer, looking Sam Poston came into the office on the long ridge, back ot the White cast loose for what they thought was thereabouts, sitting beside Colonel west, fearfully, tremblingly, th$ voyZachary; what was there for him to age a quarter ot a mile, the danger get angry about, for angry he was at infinitely great; for beyond lay only something? It couldnt have been his the cruel plains and the bitter storm I looked at for what he threw cards, this double norther of a wocftil down. Chrlstmastlde. See here, Don, inquired the quickOnce again Providence aided them, witted ensign, who, although a recent agency of brute instinct. One of by a widower, with young boy, was in horses threw up its head and the secret one of Roselles adorers, is it and then both pressed forneighed, that you know or think he went to The low moan of ward eagerly. see Count de Cazeneau this afternoon, cattle came down tho wind. penned and that his asking for the daughters They crashed Into a fence of lath. hand aroused the old mans temper?, They passed Its end a broken, ratA curious and not pleasant exprestling end, tknt Irailed and swept back sion came to Don Morales eyes, and and forth in the wind. the colonel said, now speaking somt-wh"Its the chicken corral," cried sternly as hd touched the young an its down! Theyve been Sam, You mans arm, are forgetting your bnrnin usual code. Tommy, to say nothing of Go on hurry! bhouted Go on! your good sense. This is neither the down his head so Franklin, bending time nor place to be discussing such the gale might not quite rob him that a sacred matter as a ladys affairs." of his breath, and Sam urged on the Is it true, what I have heard, Don now willing horses. Morales, now inquired De la Chaise, They came to the sod barn, and.-herthat ou sail for France In the mornthey left the team that had saving? If so, I am of half a mind yes, not pausing ta take them ed them, s to ask you to let me Whoa, JackI Whoa, Bill! Git out o here! from the harness. They crept to the take passage. wall in which low and white-banke"I carry no passengers, was the where Franklin sat on Christmas eve, Woman. It can't be over two miles two showed windows, glazed with the more. Git along, boys. Whoa! Whats brusque reply, made while the speak- listening to the clinking rattle of was could see the chimney frost. They matter Sam on snow the hard the there? pane. er was drawing in some winnings; and The horses had stopped plunging at plainly, but It carried no smell of Colonel Zachary, looking distinctly white from head to foot. His face which they could not pass. smoke. The1 stairway leading down his was habitual uncertainty anxious, something I was not annoyed, remarked, aware, God! Good were and cried Franklin, whose to the door of the dugout was missdiffidence gone. Don Morales, that you kept the coming, the excavation which held It was Cap, said he, with no prslude, fence is that? Are we at Bufords? munity informed as to your sailing drifted full of snow, and the enow froze be said must at belowll this be whole No, the Sam, country and destination. hours bore no track of human foot. All was man awful. old He out. Hancock's. across fenced The blizzards I Jo not," replied Laro, with a w'hite and silent. It might have been We we Franklin. I know it, old said and to a had the make road, which the cola quick, meaning glance, vault far In the frozen northern a we broom-coras soon d around d out his with iust jog help get nel met with a slight smile. But sea. the field. a Its only couple o' miles now there seem to be those who know my can. How far down do you think (To he continued.) to Bufords. business better than I know it my- danger line begins? miles I four or to "Shall down tear askthe fence? three Well, up self. ADMIRAL TOGOS CADET DAYS. settled, an most o ed Franklin. When shall you be back here? (it Its thicker As fur town. no In 'it's us could let No, into itd folks use; the git only asked De la Chaise. When my vessel reaches New Or- out as thirty mile to the south, they his field, an maybe we couldnt hit Reminiscences of the Foremost -Japanese Admiral. leans." might git a little timber yet, over on the trail on the fur side. We got A retired Is fifteen English naval officer, who, to fence follow worst the a The God way. May the Smoky. strip (To he continued.) mile below. to twenty-fiv- e everlastingly damn any rnan that'll when a lad, was on board the trainFranklin felt a tightening at his fence up the free range! Whoa, ing ship Worcester at the same time Story of Ganymede's Birth, About fifteen to twenty Jack! Whoa, Bill! Git out o here! as the prominent Japanese Admiral' A professor in a Western college, fteart. Togo, tells the following reminishe said. Sam nodded. Git up! ve miles? while giving an examination in mythcences: to the tried but silent. were parallel They fence, ology in a country school, called upon Both Togo was constantly tthe victim of Look here, Cap, said the driver the horses edged away from the a bright looking girl and asked the manner of chaff from the young all not me so diftold wind it was hllus that continually, youve Who was Ganypresently, following question: Britishers on board, who called him to say nuthln bout the folks down ficult to keep eye upon the infrequent mede? Disliked at to the Halfway house, an I haint posts of the meagre, straggling fence Promptly came the answer: "Ganywas unlike he because man had I this first, that the low pubperhaps put upon you got jarred mede was the son of Olympus and an said a thing. his mates, he grew in popularity on I know how that lic lands. some. there , down eagle. Hold on, Sam! cried Franklin. account of his remarkably alert mind' The class teacher blushed for her is. All the Bame, I reckon maybe you and agile body, until at length he beme opt. pupil and exclaimed, Why, Elizabeth! sorter have a leanin that way still. "Let came a general favorite with officers snid Git Sam. some Thats worried be Cap, right. You may Where did yqn learn that? Franklin groaned as he sank into out an go on ahead a way, then hol- and hoys. Indeed, it says so in the book," reHe stood all chaff with a certain a chair, his face between his hands. ler to me, so'st 1 kin come up to you. plied the girl. amount corner we of bravado, unless it touched we'll When the around must We git go! be sprang up. The professor then asked the girl to Theft on his resemblance to the Chinese. be all right. find the place and read the paragraph he cried. But when they got around the cor- To one fellow sailor who dubbed him I know it, said Sam simply. aloud, whereupon the class was both Get ready! exclaimecj Franklin, ner they were not all right. At such a Chinaman he said with emphasis: astonished and delighted to learn that times the mind of mat is thrown off You wait; when I am the admiral Ganymede was borne to Olympus by reaching for his coat. its balance, so that it does strange I hang jou on the yardarm. now? do mean, Cap What you an eagle. Lipplncotts Magazine. and Irregular things. Both these One day that Togo had his leave at once. Yes, Libmen moment had a for some small off fool! that Sam. d said d ago You agreed stopped Less Hunting in England. as piped, cried Franklin. the wind should be on the right; now erty boys to go ashore coward!" You From every quarter one hears of the Are you afraid to go out they disagreed, one thinking that and the boys went up to him and said, What! decreased interest in hunting this seaHancocks house was to the left, the Are you to go? No, he replied. son. The general want of money is when people are freezing when feat- other to the right, their ideas as to Immediately the youngsters got round his slow to his rose Sam feet, a for only partial explanation, hunting ures the direction of the Buford ranch him and pinched him for telling lies, working. "That aint right, Cap, can be done very inexpensively. To I know Im scared to do being equally at variance. The horse-decideshouting at the same time, "You are the disgust of enthusiast'c masters of said he. once I I dont believe down but It, some again Togo! breaking things, hounds, motoring, golf and other sulHis Christian name being rather wind, and striking a sports have arisen in the last few Im no coward. II aint afraid to go len outas would wont but to pronounce, Togo was told difficult trot, down go though they there, a set and vears, up dangerous compeas so storm. And two same march the the the of ner one fer let the boys to shoot his godgo, its you by has for some time tition, death to start now. '.We couldn't argued, and so they rode, until "at father and godmother on his return descended in the social sca!e, and alWe do net shoot gods in most ceased to exist. Cctil lately there maybe make it in the daytime, but last there was a lurch and a crash, home. has been hardly any oilier winter Im willin to try it then. Dont you and they found themselves in rough Japan, was his reply. no coward to me. It aint right. going, the sled half overturned, with Prt for the country gentleman ex-- callFranklin again cast himself into his no fence, no house, no landmark of Traveling Together. shooting and hunting. London Wneres that dud'e hunter? chair, his hand and arm smiting on any sort visible, and the snow driftGlobe. I beg your pardon, Sam, the table. ing thicker than before. They sprang Oh, he left me to go after a bear. I know youre out and righted the sled, but the said he presently. Whens he coming back? Unwritten Language. Whenever the bear does. Interested Father Did you tell her not a coward. Well start together in horses doggedly pulled on. plunging the morning. But its killing me to down and down; and they followed, how sorry you were to leave he-Couldnt Find It. wait. Good God! they may be freez- clinging to reins and sled as best No. but I brought considerSon warm and were while dont might. they you appeal to his com Why now, here, ing able pressure to bear on the subject we but done lost science? Weve the trail, safe! I think she nnder"Detroit Free Id have to locate It fir6t, and 1 rTAC( Thats so said Sam sententious-ly- . the best we could. said Sam doggedly, We can't help it. We all got to going to the heads of the horses, have no microscope. e by iitfk, 8ron rcf (Qne&jy) CHAPTER VII. ,r of the Aigle, and erstwhile patron of Le Chein Heureux. De la Chaise not answering, the other continued, with a malicious light now shining in the dark eve fixed upon the Englishmans impassive lace, "Saw you the Count de Cazeneau thi afternoon, may I ask. Captain Stanley? The letter encountered, and appear ed to understand, the look ot his questioner. and a steel-likglinting shower in his eyes as he replied, That is an odd inquiry to make, Don Morales, inasmuch as I have to recall that 1 met you entering his house as I was tea-init. ' Very true; 60 you did, admitted Laro (for he it was), "and 1 was wondering if you left the count In th same devilish humor as that in whic I found him. At this an angry red showed In tin' officers cheeks, and 'a gleam of wratl in his eyes. But, without looking again at Laro, he picked up his card. and glanced at them; then, with ar oath, he threw them upon the table, gathered his earnings and strode from V the room. It was generally suspected that Cap tain Edward Stanley was one of thv numerous worshipers, of Count dr Cazeneaus lovely daughter; and gossip had been unusually busy with theii names during the present week, at the close of which the English officer, hav ing concluded the mission upon which he had been sent to New Orleans, wa to return to Mobile, where the garri son was composed equally of British and Spanish troops. It was also under stood that Count de Cazeneau had no liking for the stalwart, calm faced Englishman. Why did you try to prick him, Don Morales? asked one of the players, a tall, spare man, with gray hair and heavy, overhanging eyebrows. Don Morales laughed scornfully. Because it is worth something to kindle a little fire in the cold blood of an English dog. But what is it all about? inquired another of the party. Don Morales but asked a simple question. What was there in it to justify any man English or otherwise, calling for sat t d first-bori- self-relia- o three-quarter- d Ml want to go over seas, away from France, and carve out a name for self my- 9 I cannot say; I do not something. know. Know not where it is! exclaimed the priest, with a marked change of How is this? bearing and tone. What was done with it? The good priest spoke urgently, almost impatiently, leaning forward and looking fixedly iflto the boys perplexed face. Burned, with the cottage," replied Jean. Mon ami mon cher ami De Soto am grieved to the heart that I must leave thee. But go I must, relieved by the assurance that I leave thee in loving hands, which must soon nurse thee back to that health 1 pray will always be thine. Pere Huot will tell thee of our plans for thy future. If I have thy love, do as the good father shall tell thee, and pray that we may soon meet in happy days. Let Greloire bring good news of thee, to rejoice the , Pizarro. heart of thy As Jeans eyes lingered over the final word, he seemed to see the smile, half rallying entirely tender, that was the invariable accompaniment of their playful naming of one another. He seemed to see it touch the firm lips, which, with the pale, grave face, imagination now brought vividly before him. All this faded away, and, with a gulping sob, sounding like the cry of a lonely heart, the boy flung his head upon his arms, and lay silent. , New Orleans, and the night before New Years day of 1795, saw the windows of the governor's bouse ablaze with light, and a constant stream of people coming and going through the wide-flunportals. Selected musicians from the fort played for the dancers in the ball room and entertained the large gathering of spectators outside, who looked'through the open windows upon the flash of color and sparkle of gems, as the elite of the city and province celebrated the annual ball given by Don Francisco Louis Hector, Baron de Carondelet, Governor and Intendant of Louisiana and West Floif-idI Know you not, my son, what this box contained? inquired Pere Huot, looking the boy in the face and speaking sternly. and papers, Yes some jewels what of them? Those papers were the proof and vindication of thy birthright, declared the priest solemnly. "Thy mothers marriage certificate was amongst them; and the loss of this may make trouble for thee. The boys eyes now turned from the window to meet those of Pere Huot. Did Margot tell thee, father, of all that befell the last night we passed at Languedoc? Yes, m son; and I have waited for a fitting time to speak to thee of the matter. General Bonaparte and myself talked of it as well; and .1 must say that thou were cruelly and need-1 lessly angered and wounded. But was grieved that thou shouldst have been led to the act that so nearly made thee a murderer. As to thy brother, we must forgive the dead, even more freely than the living; and Etienne is now gone where he should have thy forgiveness in full. He paused, and Jean, turned in" his chair to look at him questioningly. In an apartment opening from the Yes, thy brother is dead, he conI re- ball room, several men, whose years tinued still more impressively. made cards more attractive gret to tell thee that he was found or tastes were gathered about a than Committee dancing, Great the crime guilty of a never forgives that of treachery. table upon which gold and silver were While seeming to serve their cause, stacked in miniature towers before the players, one of whom was saying, he sold its secrets to the English. Jeans lips curled with scorn, but with an unconcealed sneer, directed at a tall, handsome man, who, clad in thp he made no spoken comment. Etienne now dead, thou, my son, British uniform, sat opposite, M'sieur art heir to the title and estates, which, Stanleys hoardcanof gold promises to be well carry away. although declared confiscated, may mere than he not ray more attention to to saved Why and thee, rescued be yet De la Chaise, and prevent through the influence of thy friend. your cards, General Bonaparte, who bade me tell the pile increasing? inquired a man thee this at the proper time, and also at the little Frenchmans side a man o greatly resembled T.aro, eaptair to give thee this letter. g n d t, t -- i |
