Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1904-01-23


ish. The creoles were loyal to the
cause Of freedom; moreover, they cor
daily hated Hamilton, and their hearts
beat high at the prospect of change
In masters at the fort. Every cabin
had its hidden gun and supply OF am
munition despite the order to disarm
issued by Hamilton. There was
hustling to bring these forth, which
was accompanied with guarded yet
irrepressible chattering, delightfully."-
French and infinitely volatile.
'Tiens, je vais frotter mon fusil! raj
WI un singer said Jacques Bourcler to
his daughter, the pretty Adrienne, who
was coming out Of the room in which
Alice lay.
II saw a monkey just now. must
rub up my gunw He could not be
solemn, not he. The thought Of an op-
portunlty to get even with Hamilton
was like wine in his blood.
IL you had seen those hardy and
sinewy Frenchmen gliding in the dusk
of evening from cottage to cottage,
passing the word that the Americans
AAh aAAANN0f oAJ AAk aAAI NhAhko anu
pinching one another as they met and
hurried on, you would have thought
something very amusing and wholly
Iocund was In preparation for the peo-
pie OF Vincennes.
There was a current belief In the
town that Gaspard Roussillon never
missed a good thing and always some
| hO,ry ,,ot Tho ltnnta ohaya 10 tuouN n,1f
with the ebb to return on the flood.
Nobody was surprised, therefore, when
he suddenly appeared in the midst Of
his friends, armed TO the teeth and
emotionally warlike to suit the occa-
sion. OF course he took charge of ev-
erybody and everything. You could
have heard him whisper a bow shot
away.
"TaisOnsP' he hissed whenever he
met an acquaintance. eve will sur
prise the fort and scalp the whole gar
rlson. Aux armes! Les Americans
viennent d'arriverV'
At his own house he knocked and
called in vain. He shook the door vio'
lently, for he was thinking of the stores
under the floor, OF the grimy bottles
OF the fragrant bordeaux. All, his
throat, how 1t throbbed! But where
was Nine. Roussillon2 Where was
Alice2 Jean! Jeanp he cried, forget
ting all precaution. "Come here, you
scamp, and let me in this minute"
A profoundly impressive silence gave
him to understand that his home was
deserted.
"Chiff! Frightened and gone to stay
with Mime. Godere, l suppose, and l SC
thirsty! Bah! Hum, hum! Apres Il
win Ia bataiIle. Zlfg'
He kicked In the door and groped his
way to the liquors. While he hastily
swigged and smacked he heard the
firing begin with cracking, desultory
volley. He laughed Jovislly there In
the dark, between drafts and deer
sighs OF enjoyment
EFT moi aussi," he murmured, like
the vast murmur OF the sea, Il want
to be In that dancel Pardonnez mes
sieurs. Moi, je veux danser, sill voui
plait"
And when he had filed himself he
plunged out and rushed away. wrought
up to the extreme fighting pitch OF
temper. Diable! II he could but come
across that Lieutenant Barlow, how he
would smash him and mangle himi In
magnifying his prowess with the leni
OF Imagination he swelled and puffec
as he numbered along.
The firing sounded as II 1t were be
tween the fort and the river, but pres
entity when one of HamiltOn's cannon
spoke NJ Roussillon saw the yellow
spike OF flame from its muzzle leaI
directly toward the church, and h
thought 1t best TO make a wide detouI
to avoid going between the firing lines
Once or twice he heard the whine Of
a stray bullet high overhead. Before
| he had gone very far he met a mar
hnrrying toward the fort. II wat
Captain Francis jacksonville, one Ol
| Hamilton's chief scouts, who had beer
out on a reconnaissance and, cut On
from his party by some OF Clark'i
forces. was trying to make his way t.
the main gate OF the stockade.
NJ. Roussillon knew jacksonville as q
somewhat desperate character, a lead
er OF Indian forays and a trader IN
human scalps Surely the fellow was
legitimate prey.
"Ziff! Diable de gredinv' he snarled
and leaping upon him choked him to
the ground "Je vais vous scalper i'm
mediatementP
Clark's plan OF approach showed
mastery strategy. Lieutenant Bailey
with fourteen regulars, made show
OF attack on the east while Major
Bowman led a company through the
town, on a line near where Main street
in Vincennes Is now located, To point
north OF the stOckade. Charieyille, d
brave creole, who was at the head OF
some daring fellows, by a brilliant
dash got position under cover OF a nat
uraI terrace at the edge OF the prairis
opposite the forts southwestern angle
Lieutenant Beverley, in whom the com
mander placed highest confidence was
i ..,e 80 IooIr for a a1TuDlV OF ammuni