The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1903-03-28

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way around back Of the barn, SO that no
one could see them from the house untli
they arrived, and thus they entered by
the postern; and when they reached the
hall, Louis just caught sight OF LoDols
standing upon the piazza, and looking
earnestly off in the direction of the RIVER
path. The youth babe Goupart remain
behind, and then he walked out upon the
piazza, Lobois started when ne saw
him.
"Ah, safe backT' uttered Simon
"Where's st. Denis?'
"Alas, / fear he's a prisoner" return
ed Louis, sadly.
"A prisoner! How?" articulated 81
mon. And as he spoke, the youth Iooheo
in vain for the first expression OF sor-
row. -
"Why. I left him just now with Louise
and upon my soul, think the poor fel-
lows captivated! Bat what's the mat
ter, Simon? ,
"Nothing-nothing; only you startled
me somewhat when you said st. Denis
was prisoner, for knew not but that
some rowing band of Indians might have
fallen upon you. Testing upon such mat
EeTS IS Father out Oh pioSS' ~N '~
this Simon Lobois walked away.
"Aha, Simon Loboisw muttered LOUIS
to himself, after the man had gone, you
were startled in the wrong place. twas
the truth that startled you, and not the
jestw
Lobois did not show much of his real
feelings when he sat down to the table,
for he came in smiling to the supper
room, and hardly had he taken his seat
ere he turned to Goupart and said:
"St. Denis, master Louis came nigh
frightening me short time since. lie
told me you were a prisoner, and, for the
moment, l feared you had really fallen
into the hands of the Indians"
"Well," returned GOupart, I'VE both
Of us came within an ace of it; so Louis
had some foundation for his report
"How? WhatY' uttered the marquis.
Ibid We meet with any danger"
"Only six stout Indians, who tried to
kill Goupart, and take me prisoner re-
turned Louis.
Simon Lobois did not appear surprised
but he trembled and the color forsooh
| his cheeks. Sharp eyes were watching
him. Louise looked up with a startled
| $4,000
| made three Intellectual attempts to ask a
question. But Louis relieved him by
commencing with the first sight of the
deer, and ending with the death of the
| fellow who died by the tree.
"They were Natchez," said the mar
| quis, breathlessly.
"No. They were Chickasaws-all OF
| them"
| For the next few moments, various
| were the questions asked and answered
| and the old man seemed about equally
| balanced between establishment and pride
in his brave boy.
"But what could it meanw uttered 81
man, who felt it necessary to say some
thing.
SAY, what could it?" repeated Louise
| trembling with apprehension, but very
| strangely indeed, looking ottener ant
| longer upon Goupart than upon Louis.
"Yes-that's it!' cried the old man
"What could they mean?'
"Why," returned Louis, Il can imag
inc but one cause. They know YOU
wealth, father, and they must have hop
ed that if they could secure me, the!
would have received a great ransom 70
me. They probably saw that GoupaF
was a stranger, and so they meant t.
| put him out of the way, IN order that n
might not expose Them
Simon breathed very freely now; an
the marquis looked upon this as a yer,
probable explanation Of the mystery.
After supper, Louis and Goupart EN-
braced the first opportunity to be alon
together.
what think you nowT' asked Gou
part.
30, Goupart, know not what to think
l cannot believe it possible that Simo
would do such thing, and yet thing
look dark against him. He has aske
Louise for her hand-asked her earnes
ly and perseveringly."
"And she-what was her answer?
"Why, as you may suppose, she laugh
ed at his folly"
Then l fear he is at the bottom {
this. But let us watch him. We wi
keep our suspicious a secret for viii
at least, and while we exercise the u
most care for ourselves, we will waite
him also"
You are right, Goupart. | will on
make one confidant, and that shall be O.
Tony. He is a keen. quick-witted fe
low, and | cannot only trust him, but
can depend much upon his sagacity. E
, has been with my father ever since
, was born, as you know. He was one
, the poor fellows who were taken fro
, the wreck of the SLAYER at the Cape {
, Verdes, and he went to France with n
, father from choice. He alone shall he
us now"
And thus the matter was left for Il
? present.
, CHAPTER VII.
Another week passed away, and not
a ing further occurred to mar the plea