Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1903-10-09

Il AAaiiiilt oH , forces. ne WOuIu Amos
certainly be killed and scaped or cap
tured and brought back to be shot o.
hanged in vinccnnes. The though
chilled and curdled her blood
| Both Helm and Father Beret tried t
encourage and comfort her by repre-
senting the probabilities in the flares
| light
ITS like hunting for needle in &
| haystack, going out to find a man ir
| that Wilderness. said Helm. with Opt
mistic cheerfulness. and besides. Bev
erley Is no easy dose for twenty red
niggers to take. I've seen him tried al
worse odds than that. and he got out
with whole skin too. Don't you fret
about him. Miss Roussllon."
Little help came to her from attempts
of this sort She might brighten M
for awhile, but the dark dread and the
terrible gnawing at her heart the sink
Ing and despairing in her soul, could
not be cured
What added immeasurea bly, to her
distress was the attention of Farms
worth whose wound troubled him but
a short time. He seemed to have had
revelation and change of spirit
since the unfortunate rencounter and
the subsequent nursing at Alice's
hands. he was grave, earnest, kindly.
evidently striving to play gentle and
honorable part. She could feel that he
carried a load OF regret, that he wanted
to pay full price in good for the evil
that he had done. His sturdy English
heart was Fighting itself nobly, yet she
but half understood him until his ac-
tons and words began to betray his
love, and then she hated him unreason-
ably. Realizing this, Farnsworth bore
himself more like q faithful dog than
In the manner hitherto hAhtual to him.
He simply Swallowed Alice and would
not be rebuffed. Never was good SOL
dler-for he was that from head to foot
more loveiorn and love docile The
maiden had completely subdued the
man.
About this time. deep in a rainy and
pitch black night, Gaspard Roussillon
came home. He tapped on the door
again and again. Alice heard, but she
hesitated to speak or move. Was she
growing cowardly? Her heart beat
like drum. There was but one per-
son in all the world that she could
think Of; it was not NJ Roussillon.
All, no; she had wei nigh forgotten
her gigantic foster father
ut Is l. ma cherte; It is Gaspard, my
love. Open the door. came i'll BOOM
Ing half whisper from without. "Ali.e,
Jean, 1t is your Papa Roussillon. my
dears. Let ME In.
Alice was at the door in minute,
it. NJ Roussillon entered.
armed to the teeth, the water dribbling
from his buckskin clothes.
"Poufr' he exclaimed MY throat is
like dust" His thoughts were diving
into the stores under the floor. II am
famished. Dear children. dear little I
,nes! They are glad to see papa! Where +
s your manlma?'
He had Alice in his arms and Jean
lung to his legs. Nine Roussillon, to
De sure OF no mistake. lighted lamp
With a brand that smcidered on the
hearth and held 1t up; then, satisfied as
o her husbands identity. set 1t on
helf and flung herself into the affec.
ionate group with clumsy abandon,
making great noise
'.Oh, my dear Gaspard" she cried as
he lunged forward. "Gaspard, Gas
ard" Her voice fairly lifted the roof.
er great weight, hurled with such
orce, overturned everybody, and all Of
hem tumbled in heap, the rotund
nd solid dame sitting on top
"Ouf! Not SO impetuous my dear"
uffed NJ Roussiilon. freeing himself
rom her unpleasant pressure and
crambling to his feet. Really you
lust have Jared well in my absence,
adame:: you are much heavier" He
lughed and lifted her up as n she had
cen child. kissing her resonantly.
His gun had fallen with a great clat-
#. He took it from the floor and ex- /.
mined it to see If it had been injured, .
len set 1t In a corner
Il am afraid we have been making :.
10 much noise said Alice, speaking
cry low. There is a patrol guard ev :,
v night now. If they shcald hear ,
u''-
"Sh.' whispered NJ. Roussillon. eve ,
III be very STILL Alice, is there some
ing to eat and drop of wine handy? ;
have come many miles. am tired, s
1ngry, thirsty ziff"
Alice brought some cold roast veni- 7
n, a loaf and bottle OF claret These o
e set before him on q little table. q
''Ah, this is comfort he s1id after h
had gulped full cup. Have you q
| been well?" =
Then he began to tell where he had n
EN-, what he had seen and the many L
ings he had done. A Frenchman must II
bible while he eats and drinks A lit d
wine makes him eloquent He talks G,
th his hands, shoulders, eyes Nine. II
Alice and Jean, wrapped in h
rs, huddled around him to hear. He b
Is very entertaining, and they forgot
2 patrol until noise startled them. 81
was the low Of a COW. They laughed ii
d the master Of the house softened h
, voice. NJ
i. Roussillon had been the guest of a L
,at Indian chieftain who was called 81
J Gate Of the Wabash because he In
,troiled the river. The chief was an RI
acquaintance and treated him we'll.
'Rut wanted tn soc yaT oil - Gas. ~