The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1875-04-11

assured that every thing was in proper order,
they turned to 80, their eyes sparkling with
pleasure.
"Do not forget Jean-Claude's words" said
DR.. Lorquin "a German more or less makes
little difference among hundred thousand,
but We should find it difficult to replace you"
Gear nothing, DOCTOR" replied old Naterne.
"My boys are hunters, and know how to bide
their time and profit by any chance that offer.
And now, forward we must be hack before
night"
CHAPTER MI.
Materne and his SONS pursued their way for
a long distance in silence. The weather W as |
fine; the winter sun shone the dazzling |
snow without thawing it, so that the path was
1i:m and solid. Affair off in the valley, the tall
frs pointed rocks and the roofs of the houses,
with their hanging icicles and little glttering
windows and steep gables, were sharply out
lined in the clear air, and in the street of
Grandfontaine they could see troop of young
| girls around the wash-house, and few old
men in cotton caps smoking their pipes at their
cottage doors; but of all the busy life
plainly seen. not sound reached their
The old hunter halted at the edge of the
wood, saying:
II will go down to the village, to Dubreuil's,
the keeper of the Pine Cone"
He pointed with his staff to long white
building, with doors and windows surrounded
by a yellow border, and pine branch hanging
from the wall by way of sign.
"Wait for me here" said the old man, -" IN
less come to the door and raise my hat, when
you may follow, and take glass of wine with
me-"
He descended the snow-covered mountain
+ side gained the plain, and crossed the village
8 common and his two boys, resting upon their
pieces, saw him enter the inn A few nome Is
T after, he reappeared the threshold and
raised HIS hat. Fifteen minutes after, they had
e rejoined their father in the large hall of the
t Pine Cone-a long, low room, warmed by a
Y huge stove on a sanded floor.
i Except for the presence of the innkeeper,
;, Dubreuil, the latest and most apoplectic man
o in the Vosges, with little round eyes, fiat
nose, and triple chin falling upon his breast
= except say, for the presence of this redoubt-
t, able parsonage, who was sitting in a large
a arm chair the fire, Materne found him
Is self alone whom he entered the inn. He order
e ed the glasses filled as the old clock struck
e. nine, aud the wooden cock upon it tapped hi,
n, wings with strange rusty noise.
ID Good morning, Father Dubreuil," said boil
s. the young men.
I'd Good morning. my boys, good morning !!
tn Beplied the innkeeper in on oily voice. smilipj
an oily smile. "Any newsi7
a No, faith" answered Kasper. Winter i
he upon Us, the season for boar-hnnting."
IT Then both placing their rifles in Il corner o
Ike the window, at hand in case of need, sat dow
he at table opposite their father, and dranb
saying, ITO our health!' they had bee
en- taught to be always careful to do.
I'D 80" said Materne, turning to the innkeepel
re- and apparently resuming q conversation tina
els bad been interrupted, "you think, Father Dc
ng breuil that We may hunt without fear in til
oe' wood of Baroniesf"
LOT ooh! as for that can't say" replied min
9p- host, Struggling his shoulders; 81 only kno
de that at present the allies have not got beyon
: MutEg But they don't injure any one BIT
kel receive all well-disposed people, who wish
ul- fight the usurper"
"The usurper! VITO is thatH"
"Ehf Why, Napoleon Bonsparte, the usu
to per, to be sure. Look on the wall there"
Z He pointed to large placard hanging me-
all the clock.
the "Look there, and you will see that the An
the TRANS are our true friends"
Old Materne's brows knitted, but he repres
in ed his feelings, and said
Try -"But cannot read. Monsiepr Doh-or;1 -
ace my boys. Explain the matter to u.s."
Then the old publican, raising himself wi
lnd much difficulty from his armchair and puff
like porpoise with the unwonted exertio
NY placed himself before the placard, with l
Z" arms folded across his enormous breast. and
majestic tone read q proclamation of t
nee allied sovereigus setting forth that they, ga
nan sovereigns, were wagiBg war against Napole
and not against France, and that, consequer
ude ", it behooved all good people to remain
lng home and to mind their own business, unG
It Is pain of having their houses, goods and CHI
led, tells pillaged and burnt and themselves shot