Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1890-09-25

authority, aid what a sacrifice! But
Nine. Chcvroul was proud herself
proud Of her name, her ancestry, like
grand dame of France, and, above all,
proud of her husband. Therefore she
sympathized with the young girl. her
sisters child, and recalling the military
aphorism that when a fortress can not
be taken by assault, it must be under
mined, she resolved to tax her woman's
wit for the inception of some scheme to
prevent the marriage of Ninon and
Lemourier.
Among the friends Of Nine. Chevreul
was lady, the widow of an English Of
ficer, and for some years a resident of
Montreal. So quiet and unobtrusive in
her habits, she attracted little atten-
ton among the crowd Of officials and
their families, who constituted the $50
ciety" of the embryo city, although her
stately figure was daily to be met in
the hospital and on the river bank,
which was usually lined with the
barks of the natives. To these children
of the forest she seemed being almost
divine. She talked to them in their
own language, ministered to their sick
and wounded, especially to the children;
spoke words of Christian hope to the
toil-worn and neglected mothers and
won from their love and gratitude
title which, in their soft, expressive
language, signified the Daughter of the
Great Spirit, for she was of their own
race pure-blooded princess of a
noble line. Not many of the loungers
on the promenade suspected that the
vail which shrouded her from their
curious glances concealed the features
of an aborigine, but Nine. Chevreul had
been attracted by the sweet, resigned
expression in those fathomless dark
eyes, and succeeded in winning her con-
fidence.
To-day the scene on the river was I'M
usually lively; several transports laden
with troops and military stores had ar
rived from Quebec and wero being I'M
loaded; the soldiers glad to be relieved
from confinement, singing as they
marched to their quarters with their
knapsacks on their shoulders heroes
every one of them. lured on to glory by
the hope of one day wearing the chew
rons of a sergeant; for in those days the
epauiets of an officer could only be worn
by one who could boast noblc descent
of three hundred years.
Mmc. Chevreul and tho Indian
princess walked along the river-path,
almost unconscious of the stirring
scene, the French lady pouring into
the ear of her friend the story of Mile.
DeStain's unfortunate engagement to
Lemourier, his cowardly attack on De
Barzac on the night previous, and her
anxious desire to prevent an alliance
which promised the most unhappy re-
suits. She listened with grave atten-
ton.
''Your plan is then to place NJ. De
BarZac before your niece in such COM
parison with his rival that her heart
will revolt against the sacrifice. But
reflect. There may DO another danger.
De Barzac may not respond to her love
because he does not know that her at
tention has been drawn to him. For
men are not observant of tho signs of
woman's partiality if size tries to con-
ceal it. Besides, you know Lemourier's
desperate and INSCRIPTIONS character
that he would not hesitate 20 remove an
object of hatred by other means than
that of the duel
''How shall 1 proceed, them" asked
Nine. Chevreul, anxiously.
"Your policy will be simply that of
delay. Throw obstacles in the way OF
will soon be ordered to join in the APP
preaching campaign, and the fortune OF
war may relieve you Of your anxiety"
s'Ah, here comes De Barzac," ex-
claimed Nine. Chevreul, as the young
man approached.
Have YOU seen Montcalm?" she asked,
eagerly.
81 have, Madame; he questioned me
| 81 @1,o f,ir Of 1oc
| you heard rumor?"
I'VE know it all by heart. We were
| speaking about it-Mrs. Vernon and -
1.-THE General was most kind. Thanks
| to the provost marshal, he knows the
facts. He dismissed me with the hope
that would soon be fit for active serv-
| ice.''
| "And Lemourier?''
Received reprimand-and gave his
parole OF honor to abstain from duelllLg
for six months.''
sWaS that al1?''
| ''Ah, madame, you know the cam
| paign is at hand, and Lemourier is too
| valuable soldier to be spared from
| service"
And you? You are an invalid"
''Until tho trumpet sounds" said the
young man, gayly.
''But see! They are landing some pris-
oners.'
A crowd of Indians on the river bank
were gazing with savage eagerness at 4
small party of prisoners, handcuffed and
under guard Of soldiers, who were being
landed from barge. De Barzac's at
| tention was instantly attracted to one of
the captivcs, whose air and bearing de-
noted q soldier of superior stamp, whom
adverse fortune could not depress or
dismay.
''Marden, do you not know me?" he
cried, advancing with extended hand.
Then pcrceiving the condition of his
friend: ''Unbind this man." he said. 81
will be responsible for him. Marden,
you saved ray life at Crown Point; did
you think could forget you, my friend?,'
"Ah Captain we did not tic him very