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their captlves, that in lime the agents

! their captives, that in time the agents
of the government would receive the
captives of the Iroquois-that these
captivel would naturally come to the
settlements on the St. Lawrence, since
it was the French against whom the
Iroquois had been at war; that having
come to Montreal, you would naturally
remain here for time. The rest was
easy. l Jared on to the straits this
| spring, and then on down the lakes. I
have sold our furs, and am now ready
to account to you with sum quite
as much as we should have expected.
'Now, Monsieur" and Du Mesne
stretched out his arm again, pointing
to the down-coming flood of the St.
Lawrence, Monsieur, will you come?
see not the st. Lawrence, but the
Messasebe. can hear the voices call
ing!"
Law dashed his hand across his eyes
and turned his head away. Not yet,
Du Mesne," said he. II do not know.
Not yet. must first go across the
waters. Perhaps sometime-I can not
tell. But this, my comrades, my
brothers, do know; that never, until
the last sod lies on my grave, will l
forget the Messasebe, or forget you.
Go back, If you will, my brothers; but
at night, when ;'ou sit by your fireside,
think of me, as shall think of you,
there in the great valley. My friends,
it is the heart of the world!'
But, Monsieur"
There, Du Mesne-t would not talk
to-day. At another time. Brothers,
adieu!"
"Adieu, my brother" said the cour-
eur, his own emotion showing in his
eyes; and their hands met again.
Monsieur is cast down." said Du
Mesne to Pierre Noir later, as they
reached the beach, "Now, what think
you?"
i Usually, as you know, Pierre, 1t is
a question of some woman. 1t reminds
me, Wabana was remiss enough when
left her among the Illlni with you.
Now, God bless my heart, find her
how think you? With her crucifix lost,
cooking for dirty Ojibway!"
it be matter of woman-well, God
help us all. At least It's something
that will take Monsieur Las over seas
again.
"Tis mostly woman" unused Du
Mesne; "but this passeth my wit
True, they pass the wit of all. Now
did ever tell thee about the mission
girl at Michilimackinac-but stay!
That for another time. They tell me
that our comrade, Greysolon du L'hut
is expected in tomorrow with party
from the far end of Superior. Come
let US have the news"
"Tous les printemps,
Tant des nouvelles,"
hummed Du Mesne, as he flung his arm
above the shoulder of the other; and
the two SO disappeared adown the
beach.
Duly. alphabetically, Law lived on
his life here at Montreal for yet time
at the edge of that wilderness which
had proved all else but Eden. Near to
him, though in these guarded times
guest by necessity of the good sisters
of the Convent, dwelt Mary Connynge
And as for these two, it might be said
that each but bided the time. To hel
Law might as well have been one of the
corded Sulpician priests; and she tc
him, for all he liked, one of the nuns
OF the Convent garden. What did it all
mean; where was it all to end? he
asked himself a thousand times; and q
thousand times his mind failed him OF
any answer. He waited, watching the
great encampment disappear, first
slowly, then swiftly and suddenly, sc
that in night the last of the lodges
had gone and the last canoe had lief,
the shore. There remained only the
hurrying flood of the St. Lawrence
coming from the west.
The autumn came on. Early in No
vember the ships would leave fol
France. Yet before the beginning Of
November there came swiftly anG
sharply the settlement of the questions
which racked Laws mind. One morn.
ing Mary Connynge was missing from
the Convent, nor could any of the sis.
tiers nor the mother superior, explain
how or when she had departed!
Yet, had there been close observers
there might have been seen a boat
dropping down the river on the early
, morning OF that day. And at Quebec
there was later reported in the book.
of the intendant the shipping, upon the
good bark Dauphine, of Lieutenant
Raoul de Ligny. sometime officer o.
the regiment Carignan, formerly sta
toned in New France; with him {
lady recently from Montreal, known
very well to Lieutenant de Ligny ant
his family; and to be in his care Ell
voyage to France; the name of sale
lady illegible upon the records, the
spelling apparently not having suited
the clerk who wrote it, and then for
got 1t in the press of other things.
Certain of the governors household
as we'll as two or three habitants
from the lower town, witnessed the ar
rival of this lady, who came down from
Montreal. They saw her take boat fol
the bark Dauphine. one of the las