Daily camera., 1901-08-19

line was dere, to wait f6r wen Ter
husbafid was Come, an VISA she see
dat bad jam she walk up I'M down
among de leetle pine tree Oh de bank
an make tree. four long pray'r wit
herself.
Patrice look up an see her do
dat. He shut his teet' togedder, but
don't say noddins. Den he call Cy-
prien an say to heem ver' quit: "Ceep.
l am de boss Of dis gang. an have
decide dat you are de bes' man to 60
out on de jam an loosen dat key-log!
Cyprien he don't say nodding, but I
t'ink he onderstan' all right. Two tam
he start to spik wit Patrice, an de n he
shut hees teet' an take hees AK an
start out on de log. Pntrice stan on
de bank an look at heem vile he so.
an den call heem back sodden.
"Ceep," he say, "mebbe you t'ink
dat's not dc right ting for me to do.
So I t'ink we leave dis ting in de hand
Of lie bon Dieu. an bot go out on dis
jam togedder, an de wan dat come
blackwell, t'ink you understand"
Wen Cyprien hear dat he grow ver'
wite on dc face encore, and he say
"ver' wall" An dey bot take deir ak,
an go outon de jam togedder, crawl
in lax two cats from wan log to de
odder.
All dat tam Emmeline was stan on
de bank an watch everything dat go on.
She was JUS stan dere, waitin', waitin'.
wit her han on her heart, an her face
vito as de foam wat spurt out at dc
foot of de rapide.
De two men come to de needle Of
de jam an fin de key-log. Patrice fin
heem first. an vile ne was chop t'ru
dat log de jam geev way an make wan
beeg roar, an go rushin' down de
reever. wit de log all roll!n' an jomp-
in an twistin' lax dey was all alive for
sure.
Emmeline look down an see dose
log churnin' in dat feroce current, an
she see bot men go onder. an she was
fall right over on de ground in de faint.
on de house.
AL de gang rome down de reever
an max de search for dc body OF
Patrice an Cyprien. Den, by gare. de
first ting dey know dey see Patrice in
de water hold on to de end Of log.
Dey help heem outon de bank, but he
was dat bruixe' an fatigue he can't say
nodding, SO dey carry heem into Dcs-
jardin's cabane an geev hesm tree,
four dreenk' Of wisky blanc. Den he
cry out: ''De boy! Save de boy!"
Bu, dat was max no good. for dey
hnd de body of Cyprien Latour wash up
on de gravel two mile down dc rsever.
Dey bring heem back on de village an
somebody say mebbe it was bes' tail
Emmelins bout dat first.
So or Beaupre he go to Emmeline
an shake de head ver' solemn. an En-
incline scream out an say: Were is
he2 Were is he?" An OF Bcauprc
shake de head encore an say dat he
was dead, for he t'ink for sure she
mean Cyprien. Den Emmeline she
don't say noddlng. but she get up an
go on de leetle closet. an pour some
ting out of de bottle an swallow heem.
OF Beaupre AK her wat she was do
wit dat bottle, an she smile YER quit
an say she was JUS take de medisecn
to cure de pain wat she have in de
| heart.
Den she fall on de floor. an OF
Beaupre see dat de mediscen she take
WAS poison sure 'nough. an he rome
out an call Patrice quick. Wen de
girl see hsem she ,ink he was a ghos'
at first. but wen he spik to her she
crawl TO his feet an hug hecs knee.
an say. vile she die; II fought it
was de odder! fought it was de
| odder!"
An OF Beaupre tor me dat Patrice
he pick her up In hees arms an hol
her dere mos all night long. An wen
oil man Beaupre tol' me bout dat de
tear rome down hees cheek an he say:
'Bigosh. 'Poleon, I max de beeg mis-
take bout dat pauvre Emmeline OF
ours, tink!"-Canadian Magazine.