Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1901-02-07
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when I have told him what have to
say"
He promised to do as I wished. and
hurried off, for the steamer was close at
hand.
Yes! There he stood on the bridge,
looking every inch captain, and he
handled his boat in a way that made
me proud to think that was fish Of
his flesh: When she was securely
moored the friendly Fijians flocked on
board, and he had handkerchief for
this one and kindly greeting for that,
until he walked apart with the head
man, and then knew that he was be-
ing told that someone wished to speak
with him. -
They stood talking earnestly for some
minutes, and then my father went be-
low, and presently he came up leading
a man by the hand. The man was
dressed as a clergyman, and from the
way in which lie walked, and the Curl
GUS manner in which he held his .face
up, could see that he was blind, and
that his surroundings We're strange to
him was clear from the fact that he put
his feet down warily and chung nerv-
ously to my fathers arm. And no.
ticed, with some surprise that on my
fathers sleeve, and close to where this
blind mans hand rested, was a band Of
| Grape.
| The light from the torches and lam
terms We're so glaring that I could SEE
the blind mans profile as clearly as
though it had been noontide, and I
knew that the two men walking togeth-
er there We're the two men who, of all
others. should have been kept asurder!
| knew that once again was looking
upon Maurice D'Orville! 1t was G,7's
will and Gods way, and thou h doubt
less D'Orvile thought that the Evil
One, his master was ordering matters
as he, his pupil, would have them, and
though he was so close to the man
whom he had come all these miles to
murder, knew that he would not raise
hand against him yet.
My father D'Orvil'e and the Fijan
Grief walked fir m the pier along the
one street, while followed at discr ct
distance. To my delight, I saw the
supposed clergyman led away to an
other part of the village than that in
which my host lived and, waiting w.
til D'Orville was within doors, I fol-
lowed my father, who had entered the
house where had been SO Hospitality
entertained.
"You wish to see me, sir?" said he, as
entered. "My friend, Mr.. Manuel,
will be back in "a few minutes. so please
say what you have to say as speedily
as possible" and from the peculiar
way in which he held his hand within
the breast of his coat, I knew that he
could have used his weapon, had the
occasion arisen, in very quick time.
All my heart went out to him. l
could only utter one word. I stretched
out my arms and cried "Father!"-ana
the next moment he was kissing my
face and gripping nv hands, and Sob
bling out, "Jack! Jack!" And there we
stood, looking into each others eyes,
with hearts too full for words, and
there we were standing when our host
rushed in.
capt. Tremayne!" he cried, IT can't
find the man who
Aid then, seeing how matters stood,
he was for Withdrawing, but my fathe,
stopped him.
Come in, Manuel" he said. ''Ta1is is
MY sui IIldL was ucdu dllu Is alive
again. have mourned for him. but he
has. come back to me. Blessed be the
name of the Lord for this, HIS browning
mercy!"
I was puzzled at his words then, as
had been by the badge Of Grape, but I
was soon to learn the mea ming of both.
I was the first to recover from my emo
ton.
'Listen for one moment, father"
said. 1.-THE man who came here with
you and pretends to be blind, has come
to kill you and me. He calls himself
Maurice D'Orville, but his real name is
Lennon"
Maurice Lennon!" he cried. "Do
you know what you are talking about,
Jack?"
Eyes; I know everything connected
with the Ragged Thirteen" I went on,
hurriedly. IT know your danger; but
before we begin to talk we must see
that he is safe"
pardon me-" interrupted the Fijian,
who had, up till now stood by in 81
lence. Pardon me, Capt. Tremayne,
but you and your son have much to say
to each other. Who is this man Of
whom you are afraid?"
1T am speaking of the man who came
ashore leaning on my fathers ARM"
said, land pretending to be blind. He
must not see me until we are ready to
meet him."
"Good!" said he. "I'll see to that.
Make yourselves comfortable. and I'll
be back presently" and with the ease
and bearing Of the perfect gentleman
he was, he withdrew and left US alone.
"You were surprised" said, when I
mentioned Maurice Lemons name.
You couldn't have got my lett r, then?"
mo, Jack. never had any letter
from you. When did you post it, and
how did you direct it?"
When told him learned that this
very letter must have been in the mail
bag that was lost when one Of the
shore boats that had put off to the Cor
isande foundered. And, after this ex-
PLANTATION, toll nv story, with full de,
tails and heard my fathers, and the