Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1902-10-24
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Girls.
Not so fast with your going away. Jean.
my brother, said Du Mesne. "Thou'rt
ever hlntlng or corn and the bean; now see
what can be done in this garden place of
the lroquois and the Illini. You are ap-
pointed .iMasl, head gardener for the post"
boeuf, dropping his hands In despair
Were | not the bravest man in all New
france should leave you at this moment.
1T Is mad. quite mad you are, every one of
you. 1, Jean Breboeuf, will remain, and, if
| necessary, will protect Corn, and perhaps
the bean, We shall have: perhaps even some
or those little roots that the savages dig
ana eat; but, look you, this is but because
you are with one who Is brave. Enfin. 1
60 L bend me to the hoe, here in this
place. like any peasant"
An excellent hoe can be made from the
bana Will perhaps show you If you like"
SAID Pierre Noir, derisively, to his comrade
of the paddle.
Even So said Jean Breboeuf. 81 make
me the hoe Could 1 have but thee. old
Pierre, to sit on stump and fright the
crows away, l make no doubt that all
would go well with our husbandry. I had
as llef go censitaire for Monsieur l. as as
be sure, old Pierre"
Faith" replied the latter when 1t
comes to frightening crows, I'll even agree
to sit on stump with INV musket across
| my knees and watch you work IT'S good
place Tor a sentinel-to keep the crows
from picking yet more bones than these
Jean Breboeuf"
He says the Richelieu, Du Mesne" broke
IN John Law, musingly. Very far away it
sounds. l wonder If we shall ever see it
AGAIN, with its little narrow farms. But
mere we nave our own trails and our own
iands and let us hope that Monsieur Jea n
snail prosper In his belated farming. And
now now. TOT the rest of us. we must look pres
entity to the building of our houses"
Thus began. slowly and in primitive fash
lon the building of one of the first cities Of
the vast valley of the Messasebe; the seeds
OF c1VHlzatlon taking hold upon the ground
VI paroarism, the one Supp,anting the other,
yet ava1ling itself of that other. AS the
Wnlte men took over the Grade fields of the
departed savages, SO also they appropri-
ated the imperfect edifice which the con-
| querors Of those savages had left for them
IL was In little the story Of old England
herself. builded upon the traces and the
runs OF Brlton, and Roman and Saxon, of
Under the direction of Law, the walls of
the old war house We're strengthened with
an inner row of palisades. supporting an
emoankment of earth and stone The over
zap OF the gate was extended into re-en-
trant angie and rude, chattlements were
erected at the four corners of the Enclosure
n, me uttle stream of unfailing water was
the center of the incosure1hey built the
houses; a cabin for Law one for the men
and larger one to serve as store room and
as trading place. should there be opportu-
nifty for trade. a. rs
1t was In these rude quarters that Law
ana MS companion established that which
was the nearest approach to a home that
either for the time might claim; and it was
thus that both undertook once more that
oid and bootless human experiment of seek
ing TO escape from ones own self. Silent
now now ana dutifully obedient enough was
THIS erstWhile English beauty, Mary Con-
nynge; yet often and often Law caught the
question of her gaze. And often enough,
TOO, he found his own questioning running
PACK up the water trails and down the
lakes and across the wide ocean, in de-
mand which, fiercer and ,flercer as it grew.
he yet remained too bitter and too proud
TO put to the proof by any means now
within his power. Strange enough, savage
enough, hopeless enough, was this wild
home of his In the wilderness of the Mes
sasebe.
The smoke of the new settlement rose
steadily day by day, but 1t gave signal for
no watching enemy. All about stretched
the pale green ocean of the grasses, dotted
by many wild flowers nodding and bowling
like bits OF fragile fiotsam on the surface