The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1890-10-01

BHE SHOOK HER HEAD AND P0IHTEDl TO
THE OPPOSITE SHORE.
proud woman to his own terms, and to
make his rival feel his power. These
were the thoughts which he revolved in
his mind, and, sleeping or waking, clung
TO him like scorpions.
Travelling in those days Of narrow for
est paths was slow and laborious, and
the steam geni had not yet been CON-
PEELED TO force the unwilling bark up
stream; therefore military operations
over vast territory were conducted
with much delay and severe labor, to
say nothing Of hardship and danger.
The French Canadian peasant, dragged
from his meager farm by therelentless
CONSUMPTION 70 fight In cause which
promised him nothing but death or cap
tivity, was not an ardent soldier, and
the thought Of starving wife and fam
lily at home was not likely to add buoy
ancy 20 his heart or energy toihis move
ments-
But theindomitable spirit OF General
Montcalm pushed forward the tagging
forces, and slowly but surely concen-
trated them at the points selected.
A month passed away and Marden
began to feel soldiers impatience OF
inaction, although his captivity was
lightened by his friends. De Barzac, no
longer onthe sick list, was in daily ex-
pectationsof marching orders, while in
the intervals Of duty henursed the hope
that no was gaining ground in Mile.
Destains esteem. AS 10 bemourier,
and the danger to be feared from his
secret vengeance, they were almost for
gotten.
II happened one afternoon that Mrs.
Vernon, while making her daily visit to
the Indian families camped upon the
shore, noticed canoe drawn up on the
bank, at the bottom of which lay q
figure wrapped in blanket Softly she
raised q corner Of tho covering and
looked at,the face of tho sleeper. Then
she dropped II and pressed her hand up
on her bosom. She stood thus for few
moments lost in thought. Then she
asked one'Of the squaws II she knew
the stranger. She shook her head and
pointed to'the opposite shore.
"He came from that direction, had
barely strength enough TO draw his
bark TO shore and then he lay down to
sleep" The woman spoke in the low,
musical tones Of her race. She, too,
raised q corner OF tho blanket and
smiled sadly, for the face she saw was
young and handsome, but marked by
fatigno and privation. The sleeper
stirred and opened his eyes. They en-
countered those Of the lady and the two
gazed at each,other with mutual inter
est.
"Come with me-" said Mrs. Vernon;
''you need food and rest"
The boy arose and made o gesture
with his hand.
''The Great Spirit has shut his mouth"
said the squsw.
Mrs. Vernon, believing him to be o
deaf mute, motioned him TO follow her.
Arrived at her house, she spread bOun-
tiful meal before him, TO which be ap-
piled himseif with the ardor Of long
abstinence, and thcn laying his heAd
upon the table fen asleep. Mira Yefnop
would mot disturb him, wisely judging
that nature was tho best restorative, but
she gszed at him with troubled en-
pression a II some iong-buriod hope
was struggling back 10 life again.
The shadows OF night were beginning
TO creep into the room when Ariel
awoke and began 10 recall the events
Of The day, the iocntfai Agure In which
was that besutiful woman Of his. own
blood, yet superior to all Of the race
whom he, had, ever seen His revery
was disturbed by the sound OF voices In
m adjoining room, tho door OF which
was open, and he listened because no
could not help 1t, but soon his interest
was aronsed.
D Mme. Cheyreul was speaking: "You
know, dear friend, how rejoiced we were
when Lemourier departed with his COM
mand, and yet never lost the feeling
that his hatred would fini some means
10 reach US, especially through De Bar
Eac, who Is too proud 10 take precau-
tions. But have enlisted his friend
our friend / should say-Mr. Marden, TO
whom ! have related every thing. He
Is not only brave, but prudent and saga
cious, and I have his promise that no
will guard his friend; and as they occu-
py the same apartment, feel more as
sured.n .........s
"And Nine. Destain2"
"Oh, she is an enigma. She Is 90
reserved, / can not fathom her. some
times think she has no heart. or that
she leftit In France. She Is moro ap-
proacbable TO Mr.. Marden, she enjoys