The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1903-09-19

sand from the look Of the sky yondcr.'
pointing southwark. 1T Is going 70
bring on storm. How Is Nine Rous-
siIlon todayg"
She i complaining as shs nsrally
does whea she feels extremely w4l,H
sid Alice. That's why / had 10 tafa
her place az the oven anu bake pies
pOt lot ana calae out 20 catch bi. ~
this breeze. oh. but you needn't smi'c
and look greedy. Perc Beret. the pies
are not for your teethr'
my daughter / am not u glutton.
hope. l had meat not two hours since
some brolled young squirrels with
crcss, sent me by Rene de Ronvllle. lie
never forgcts his old father"
"Oh, ] never forget you either, mon
pere. | thought OF you today every
time / spread crust and filed II with
cherries, and when l took out pie, all
brown and hot the red juice bubbling
out or II so good smelling and tempting.
do you know what said 10 myselfT'
How could know, my childT
We'll. l thought this: Not a single
bite OF that pie does Father Beret get :"
why so. my daughterY'
Because you said II was bad of me
10 read novels. and told Mother Rous-
sillon 70 hide them from me. I've had
any amount Of trouble about IT,"
'ra. Ia Read the good books that
gave you They will soon kill the taste
for these silly romances."
II tried" said Alice. IL tried very
lard and it's no use Your books are
lull and stupidity heavy. What do /
nre about something that a queer lot
( saints did hundreds Of years ago in
mes 81 plague anu famine Suint5
mIst have been poky people. and 1t IS
poky people who care 70 read about
thmu think | like rending about
brgYo heroic men ana beautiful wom-
ca und war and love-
Iera Herei looked away with ii gWi
uta &prpseion in his fnce. his aycs half
closed
Sand i'll ten YOU now Father Bcret
Slice went oa aftar pause emo moro
earct and pies do you set until I can
ltyc ny oAyn sJri Of books back again
a read ~ / plause She siumped her
oerIn shod foot with decided on
prgy
te sood priest broke into a hearty
langh. and. taking or his cap OF grass
straw, mechanically scratched his bald
heed
Although, as Father I}cret had said,
tie suns heat was violent, causing
that gentle soul to pass his bundled
handkerchief with a wiping circular
motion over his bald and believed
pate, tie wind was momently freshcn-
ing. while up from behind the trees on
the horizon beyond the river cloud
was rising blue black, tumbled and
grim against the sky.
Well" said the priest evidently try
ing hard 10 exchange his laugh for Il
lool, OF regretful resignation. you will
have your own way, my child. and
Then you Will have pies galore ana
no end of claret.'' she interrupted. at
the same time stepping To the withe
tied and peg latched gate Of the yard
and opening IT, Come In. you dear,
good father. before the rain shall be-
GIN and sit with me on the gallery"
Uhc creole word for verandn eth
the storm is over"
There was not photographers
camera to be had I'm those days. but
what n a tourist with one In hand
could have been there to take snap
shot at the priest and the maiden rs
they walked arm IN arm to that squat
little veranda. The picture today
would be worth its weight in first
water diamond IL would include the
cabin, the cherry tree. glimpse OF
the raw. wild background and a sharp
portrait group of perc Bcret. Alice ana
Joan the hunchback Each of US can
see them. even with closed eyes Led
by thnt wonderful guide, imagination,
we step back n century ana more to
look over q scene at once strangely at
tractiye and unspeakably torlorn.
What was il that drew people away
frsl the OLD countries from the cities.
thc villages ANA the vineyards OF beau
tiful France. for cNample Go dwell In
the wilderness. amid villa beasts and
wilder savage Indians with q rude
cahin for a home ana the exposures
agl harGshiD OF pioneer life for their
daily experience?
Non fko GasDard Roussillon are OF
distinct stamp Take him as he was
Form Nj France. on the banks or the
lthUna near Avlsn0n he came as
youth 20 Cln9du. whence he driftcd ON
the tide of adventure this way ana
that until NJ last lac found himself
with wife, nc Post Vinccnnes, that
loacly pickct OF religion and trade
which was 10 become the center or civ
ilEang energy for the great northwest
ern territory A. Roussillon had no
children of Ills own: SO his kind heart
opened freely to two fathcrless ana
motherlcss waits These were Alice,
now called Roussillon, and the bunch.
beG, Jean The former was twelve
years old when he adopted her. a child
of Protestant parents. while Jean had