The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1902-08-24

hunchback Jean was posed in his most
characteristic attitude. gazing at the
banner which he himself had stolen
and kept hidden for Alice's sake, and
because he loved it.
There was a dead silence for some
moments. during which Hamilton's
face showed that he was ready TO col
lapse; then the keen voice of Oncle
Jazon broke forth:
''Viva Zhorzh Vasintoni Vive Ia
banniere d'AIice Roussillon."
He sprang to the middle of the area
and flung his Old cap high in air, with
a shrill war whoop.
Hist IT, hist TT hissez la banniere
de mademoiselle Alice Roussillonl
VOLTA, que c'est glorieuse. cette ban
Mere la, Hist il! hist it,
He was dancing with a rickety live
illness. his goatish legs and shriveled
body giving him the look Of an ema-
ciated satyr.
Clark had been told by some of his
creole officers the story of how Alice
raised the flag when Helm took the
fort, and how she snatched il from
Hamilton's hands, as il were, and
would not give il up when he demand
ed it. The whole situation pretty soon
began to explain itself. as he saw what
Alice was doing. Then he heard her
say TO Hamilton. while she slowly
swayed the ripping flag back and
forth:
II said. as YOU viii remember. Mon
sieur le Gouverneur, that when you
next should see this flag, I should wave
II over your head Well, look, l am
waving IL, Vive la republiquei Vive
George Washington, What do you
think of II. Monsieur le GOuverneur?"
The poor little hunchback Jean took
off his cap and tossed it in rhythemical
emphasis. keeping time 10 her words
And now from behind the hollow
square came a mighty voice:
'C'est moi. Gaspard Roussillon; me
Voici. messieurs"
There was a spirit in the air which
caught from Alice thrill of romantic
energy. The men in the ranks and the
officers in front of them felt a wave OF
irresistible sympathy sweep through
their hearts. Her picturesque beauty,
her fine temper, the fitness of the in
cident to the occasion. had an instan-
taneous power which moved all men
alike
Raise her flag. Run up the young
lady's flag some one shouted. and
then every voice seemed to echo the
words Clark was d young man Of
noble type in whose veins throbbed the
warm chivalrous blood of the cavaliers
\ watt of the suddenly prevailing in
huence bore him almost quite Off his
feet. He turned to Beverley and said:
DO II. It Will have great effect.
1t is a good idea; get the young lady's
flag and her permission to run II up.
Before he finished speaking. indeed
at the first glance, he saw that Bever-
ley. like Hamilton, was white as a dead
man: and at the same time it came
to his memory that his young friend
had cOnfided to him, during the awful
march through the prairie wilderness. a
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sillon. In the worry and stress of the
subsequent struggle, he had forgotten
the tender basis upon which Beverley
had rested his excuse for leaving Vim
cennes. Now II all reappeared in justi-
fcation of what was going on 1t
touched the romantic core of his souIh-
crn nature.
peated. beg the young lady's permits
sion to use her flag upon this glorious
occasion; or shall do it for You?''
There were no miracles in those
brave days, and the strain of life with
its terrible realities braced all men
and women TO meet sudden explosions
of surprise. whether of good or had
effect. with admirable equipOise; but
Beverleys trial. it must be admitted,
was extraordinary: still he braced him
self quickly. and his whole expression
changed when Clark moved to Eu to
Alice. For ne realized now that IL vas,
indeed Alice in flesh and blood stand
ing there the center of admir- lion.
filling the air with her fine magnetism
and browning a great triumph with her
beauty. He gave her a glad. flashing
smile. as if he had just discovered ner,
and walked straight 70 her mis- hands
extended. She was not looking toward
him; but she saw him and turned to
face him. Hers was the advantage;
II, -
his presence in Vinceunes, and had
prepared herself to meet him cour-
.ageously and with maidenly reserve.
There is no safety. however, where
love turks. Neither Beverley nor Alice
was as much agitated as Hamilton,
yet they both forgot. what he remeru-
bered that a hundred grim frontier
soldiers We're looking on. Hamilton
had his personal and official dignity to
sustain. and he fairly did H. under
what a pressure Of AumiIiating and
surprising circumstances we can fully
comprehend. Not so with the two
young people, standing as it were in
a suddenly bestowed and incompatible
ma ppiness. on the verge of Il new life.
each to the other an unexpected. I'M
hoped for resurrection from the dead.
To them there was no universe save
the illimitable eXpanSe of their love. In
that moment of meeting. ali that they
had suffered on account Of love was
transfused and poured forth-a glowing
libatiou for loves sake-a food before
which all barriers broke.
Father Beret was looking on with
a strange fire in his eyes, and what
he feared would happen, did happen.
Alice let the f1as fan at Hamilton S
feC+. when Beverley came near hey
smiling that great. glad smile and with
= joyous cry leaped into his out
stretched arms.
Jean snatched up the fallen banner
and ran to Colonel Clark with it. Two
minutes later it was made fast and
the halyard began to squeak through
the rude pulley at the top of the pole.
Up, up, climbed the gay little emblem
of glory, while the cannon crashed
from the embrasures of the blockhouse
hard by. ard outside the roar of voices
redoubled. Thirteen guns doomed the
salute, though It should have been
fourteen-the additional one for the
great Northwestern territory. that day
annexed TO the domain Of the young
American republic. The flag went UP
{ old Vincennes never 10 come down
again, and when il reached It's place
AZ the top of the STAFF, Beverley and
Alice stood side by side looking at it,
while the sun broke through the clouds
and flashed on its shining folds. and
love unabashed glorified the two strong
young faces.
CHAPTER XXI.
Some Transactions in Scalps.
History would be a very orderly Sf-