The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1896-11-14

opposition here. There are not twenty
able bodied Britons In the place. Most
Of them are In church, and they are all
unarmed."
"Ah. ahl you have been amusing
yourself" said the captain. We'll
hasten and say your adieus to the fair
one, for ! am anxious to be gone.
1T Is not a matter Of farewell, moth
ing so dismal" replied the younger
brother. complacently twirllng his mus
tache. "The fair one Is ready to accom-
pany me whenever / take my depar-
ture. but unfortunately she is In church
and likely to remain there for another
hour / have heard that the priest OF
Bosnian is a cleric of long wind
write the lady a note. asking her on
some excuse TO leave the church, be
said. II have with me an English sail
or who shall deliver IT,"
Camille scrubbed a few lines on a
leaf in his pocket book. folded 1t and
handed 1t to his brother, who called
Greg to him.
you know this lady by sightf' he
asked. pointing to the superscription.
The young sailors face was as steady
as a rock as he answered in the afiirma-
tive.
Take 1t to her In the church. then,
and return yourself Immediately. II
you do not return will march my men
to the church and fire upon the people,
said Fournler.
Greg disappeared In the shrubbery
which adjoined the churchyard.
Pushing open the door, he removed
his cap and tlptoed reverently up the
aisle toward the chancel. where Peggy
Dempster was seated with the choir.
But without approaching the choir
Greg ran quickly up the pulpit steps.
Mr.. Glllyhower turned upon him angri.
ly. but on hearing the words which
were rapidly whispered in his ear the
vicar looked first startled. then shrewd-
ly intelligent. His communication fin
lshed. Greg left the church as quickly
as he had entered, with Camille Four
nier's note still In his pocket, and with
OAt UNIV ibOhihS tttt.
On the manor house lawn. where the
French seamen made a picturesque
group under the trees. Greg's return
was hailed with reclamation by the
officers-by the two Fourniers espe-
cially.
What did she do when you gave her
the note?" asked Camille eagerly.
she just did nothing" was the I'M
concerned reply.
You see. my dear Camille. she has
changd her mind" said the captain.
Come. let us be off out Of this
What matter so long as | gain my
purposeT' retorted the lieutenant bru-
tally. mo. take the others and sail
away If you please. As for me, nothing
will move me unless can take the fair
Mile. Dempster."
Captain Fourier bit his lip, but gave
in. At most it only meant waiting I'M
til the close of the service. which could
not now be long deferred. and in the
seclusion of the manor house grounds
the presence of the landing party
would. In the meanwhile remain un-
detected.
But when the minutes grew into an
hour and half, yet no signal was given
by the man posted in the shrubbery to
watch the church door, the captain be-
gan to fume and stamp with rage.
He finally threatened to turn the pre-
tense of forced abduction into a real
ftv and 90 r,.x- 70 n,fIIo a., lo,...1 Al. r..
fly whether or no.
IF you do that" said the lieutenant.
my first act on reaching France will
be to demand of you satisfaction"
At last the elder Fourniers patience
was exhausted.
Fall in, men," he said TO his crew.
We will put the cloture on this loqua-
cious priest, and take the girl from I'M
der his nose. Perhaps that will satisfy
you, lngrateT' turning to Camille.
"Excellently we'll" replied the lieu
tenant, and with the jaunty quickstep
of France the column tramped into the
shady churchyard, where the sonorous
tones of Mr.. Gillyfiower were plainly
audible.
"Peste upon the fellow" muttered the
captain, telling Off twenty men to ac-
company him and his brother into the
church.
Greg, who had followed closely at his
elbow, plucking him by the sleeve. said
quietly:
1T will be a long time before Won 500
France again, captain. See therein,
And. leading him to the churchvard
wall, he pointed mocklngly at the Fire
fly. The brigantine lay high and dry
on the mud at her anchorage and
would not float again for ten hours at
least.
For a moment the brave lads life
trembled in the balance. Then. with n
bitter oath. the captain put up his pistol
he had drawn.
IF you do the folk no harm yon'u no
made comfortable. expect" said Greg
with a grin, for he had foreseen that
with retreat cut off. Fourier wonld
dare no excesses. You see. / reman-
Der how the tide would serve TO-DAY
ana l timed so as to run Won in at
church time. knew Peggy would no
there with the choir. and that thar
spark would never move without try
ing to take her along. allowed that nv