Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1903-12-16


to report bright and early to a burly
Irish corporal and be ordered about as
II he had been a slave, cursed at,
threatened and forced to work until his
hands were blistered and his muscles
sore. The bitterest part of it all was
that he had to trudge past both Rous-
sillon place and the Bourcier cabin,
with the eyes Of Alice and Adrienne
upon him.
Hamilton did not forget NJ Roussil-
Ion in this connection. The giant or
ator soon found himself face to face
with greater trial even than Rene's
He was calmly told by the English
commander that he could choose be-
tween death and telling who it was
that stole the flag.
I'll have you shot, sir, tomorrow
morning If you prevaricate about this
thing any longer" said Hamilton, with
right deadly strain in his voice. You
told me that you knew every man,
woman and child in Vincennes at sight.
know that you saw that girl take the
flag. Lying does not serve your turn.
give you until this evening to tell me
who she is. If you fail you die at sun
rise tomorrow
In fact, it may be that Hamilton did
not really purpose to carry out this
bloodthirsty threat-most probably be
relied upon NJ. Rousslllon's Imagination
to torture him successfully-but the ef-
fart tino0 ho
curately foreseen.
Captain Farnsworth had energy
enough for dozen ordinary men, Be-
fore he had been in Vincennes twelve
hours he had seen every nook and cor
ner of it's surface. Nor was his activity
due altogether to military ardor, al
though he never let pass an opportuni-
ty to serve the best interests of his
commander. All the while his mind
was on the strikingly beautiful girl
whose saucy countenance had so daz-
zled him from the roof top Of the fort
what time she wrenched away the reb-
It'll find her, high or low" he thought,
"for I never could fail to recognize that
ldCc. Que 3 ITump.
1t was not in Alice's nature to hide
from the English. They had held the
town and fort before Helm came, and
she had not found them troublesome
under Abbott She did not know that
NJ. Roussillon was a prisoner, the fam
lily taking it for granted that he had
gone away to avoid the English. Nor
was she aware that Hamilton felt so
keenly the disappearance of the flag.
What she did know-and it gladdened
her greatly-was that Beverley had
been we'll treated by his captor. With
this in her heart she went about Rous-
sillon place singing merry snatches Of
creole songs, and when at the gate,
which still hung lopsided on account
Of Beverley's force in shutting it. she
came Unexpectedly face to face with
Captain Farnsworth, there was no
great surprise on her part.
He lifted his hat and bowed very
politely, but bold smile broke over
his somewhat rudy face. He spoke
In French, but In drawing tone and
with bad accent.
"How do you do, mademoiselle.
am right glad to see you again"
Alice drew back pace or two. She
was quick to understand his allusion,
and she shrank from him, fearing that
he was going to inquire about the flag.
Don't be afraid" he laughed. Il am
not so dangerous. I never did hurt
girl in all my life. In fact, l am fond
Of them when they're NICE"
Il am not in the least afraid" she re-
piled, assuming an air Of absolute dis
missal, land you don't look bit Zero
cous, monsieur. You may pass on if
you please"
Suppose that I don't pass on?" he
presently ventured, with just suspi-
cton Of insolence in his attitude, but
laughing until he showed teeth of re-
markable beauty and whiteness. "Sup>
pose that I should wish to have little
chat with you, mademoiselle?"
Il have been told that there are men
in the world who think themselves
handsome and clever and brilliant
when in fact they are but conceited
simpletons," she remarked rather in
differently, muff1ing herself in her fur
wrap. "You certainly would be fairly
good hitching post for our horses il
you never moved" Then she laughed
out Of the depth of her hood, perfect
ly merry laugh, but not in the least
dattering to Captain Farnsworth's van
ity. He felt the scorn that it conveyed.
She laid shapely hand on the bro
ken gate and pushed it open. s
Il beg your pardon. mademoiselle."