The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1903-11-28

gameN We need fresh venison, and. by
George. I'm not going to depend upon
these French traitors any longer.
have set my foot down. They've got TO
do better or take the consequences"
He paused for n breath. then added:
''That girl has done too much TO escap
severest punishment The garrison will
be demoralized II this thing goes ON
without an example OF authority rig
idly enforced. | am resolved that there
shall oe n startling and effective public
display OF my power TO punish. She
shot you. You seem 10 be glad OF It.
but II was n grave offense. She has
stabbed Barlow. That is another Sc
rious crime; but. worst OF all sbe aid
ed a spy and resisted arrest she must
be punished"
/ Farnsworth knew Hamiltor's nature.
and he now saw that Alice was In
dreadful danger of death or something
I even worse No sooner had he left
headquarters ana given Barlow his in
I structions touching the hunting expeGi-
ton than his mind began 70 wander
amid visions and schemes by no means
consistent with his military obligations.
In order 10 reflect undisturbed he went
! forth into the dreary. lanelike streets OF
\ Vinccnnes and walked aimlessly here
and there until he met Father Beret
Farasworth saluted the old man and
was passing him by when, seeing
sword in his hand half hidden In the
4 folds of his worn and faded cassock, he
/ turned AKA addressed him:
"Wliy are you armed this morning.
/ father" he demanded very pleasantly.
"Who is 60 suffer nowT'
II am not on the warpath, my son"
replied the priest 1T is but a rapier
that am going TO clean of rust spots
that are gathering on its blade"
rs It yours, father? Let me see IT,"
lie held out his hand.
NO; not mine"
Father Beret seemed not to notice
4 Farnsworth's desire TO handle the
weapon. and the young man instead Of
repeating his words reached farther
nearly grasping the scabbard.
Il cannot let you take II. my SON."
said Father Beret you have it's mate.
That should satisfy You"
NO; Colonel Hamilton took It,"
Farnsworth quickly replied. III
could | would gladly return 1t 20 its
owner. | am not thief father, and
am ashamed of-of-what l did wien l
was drank"
The priest looked sharply into Farms
wogths eyes and read there something
+
rlcnco had rendered him adept ID taG-
ing mans value at a glance Re
slightly lifted his face and said
"Ah, but the poor little girl! Why do
you prosecute her? She really does
not deserve 1t. She IS noble child
Give her back TO her home and her peo-
pie DO not soil and spoil her sweet
life"
1t was the sngsong voice used by
Father Berct I'm his sermons and pray
ers, but something went with II indie
scrbably touching Farnsworth felt
lump rise in his throat, and his eyes
were ready TO show tears.
Father" he said with difficulty,
making Ills words distinct, II would
not harm Miss Roussillon to save my
own life, and | would do anything
He paused slightly, then added with
passionate force, IL would do. anything.
no matter what, to save her from the
terrible thing that now threatens her"
Father Berets countenance changed
curiously as he gazed at the young man
and said:
IF you really mean what you say
you can easily save her, my SON."
Father. by all that Is holy. mean
just what l say"
Swear not at all, my son, but give
me your hand"
The two men stood with a tight grip
between them and exchanged long,
steady, searching gaze.
A drizzling rain had begun TO fall
again, with n raw wind creeping from
the west
"Comc with me to my house, my son,
F0ther Berct presently added, and to-
gether they went, the priest covering
Alicc's sword from the rain with the
folds of his cassock.