The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1904-01-02

fAo'iuchuuiiy oruereu 1nterferences
which once In awhile save life. The
stone disk worn by Alice CHANGED to lie
exactly In the missiles way, and.
while II was not broken, the ball, al
ready somewhat checked by passing
through several folds OF Father Beret's
garments. fiattened itself upon II with
shock which somehow struck Alice
senseless.
Here, again, history In the form OF
an ancient family document Ga letter
written In 1921 by Alice HERSELF gives
us the curious brace OF incidents-to
Wit, the breaking OF the miniature on
Beverley's breast by British musket
ball and the stopping OF Hamllton's
bullet over Alice's heart by the Indian
charm stone.
(Which shows the goodness of God"
the letter goes on, "and also seems 10
sustain the Indian legend concerning
the stone that whoever might wear II
could not be killed. Unquestionable
| (sic) Mr.. Hamilton's shot, which was
aimed at poor, dear old Father Beret,
would have pierced my heart but for
that charm stone. AS for my locket, ii
did not, as some have reported, save
! Fitzhugh's life when the musket ball
was stopped. The ball was so spent
that the blow was only hard enough TO
spoil temporary (sic) the face OF the
miniature. which was afterward re-
stored fairly well by an artist In Paris.
When IL did actually save Fitzhugh's
life was out on the Illinois plain. The
DRY, worked the miracle OF restoring to
me- Here fold in the paper has de-
stroyed a line OF the writing
The letter IL sacred family paper,
and there is not justification for going
farther into its faded and, In some
parts. almost obliterated writing. But
SO much may pass into these pages as
a pleasant authorization OF what 9th
erwise might be Altogether too sweet a
double nut for the critics teeth TO
crack.
! While Adrlcnne and Alice were still
discussing the probability of Rene de
Ronville's return Nj. Rousslllon came to
the door. He was in search of madame,
his wife, whom he had not yet seen.
He gathered the two girls in his
mighty arms tousling them with rough
tenderness. Alice returned his affec-
tlonate embrace and told him where to
! find Mime. Rousslllon. who was with
Dame Godere, probably at her house.
Nobody killed" he said. I'm answer
| to Alice's inquiry about the catastro-
| phe at the fort. "Some of 'em hurt and
burnt a little. Great big scare about
nearly nothing. Ziffl my children, you
should have seen me quiet things. 1
put out my hands this way-comme ca
-pouf! Ii was all over. The people
went home
His gestures indicated that he had
borne back an army with open hands.
Then he chucked Adrienne under the
chin with his finger and added In his
softest voice:
II saw somebody's lover the other
day over yonder In the Indian village.
He spoke TO me about somebody-eh,
ma petite, que voulez-vous direT'
"Oh. Papa Roussillon, we were just
talking about Rene" cried Alice
"Have you seen himT
II saw you, you little mink, jumping
into mans arms right under the eyes
OF a whole garrison! Bahl l could not
believe II was my little Alicep'
He let go grand guffaw which
seemed to shake the cabins walls. Al
Ice blushed cherry red. Adrlenne, too
bashful TO inquire about Rene, was
trembling with anxiety. The truth
was not in Gaspard Roussillon just
then. or If IL was II stayed I'm him, for
he had not seen Rene de Ronville. Ii
was his generous desire to please and
TO appear opulent of knowledge and
sympathy that made him speak. He
knew what would please Adrienne, so
why not give her at least a delicious
foretastc? Surely. when thing was
SO cheap one need not he SO parslmoni-
Gus as TO withhold mere anticipation.
He was off before the girls could press
him into details. for indeed he had
none.
"There. now, what did l tell your"
cried Alice when the big man was gone.
81 told you Rene would come. They
always come back"
Father Beret came in little later.
AS soon as lie saw Alice he frowned
and began TO shake his head, but she
only laughed and, initiating his hypo-
critical scowl, yet fringing IL with
twinkle OF merry lines and dimples,
pointed a taper finger at him and ex-
claimed:
You bad. bad mani Why did you
pretend to me that Lieutenant Bever-
ley was deadf What sinister ecclesins-
ticai motive prompted you TO describe
how Long Hair scalped htmf All, ia
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The priest iaid a broad hand over her
saufy mouth
.'6oa,e<hins o. othcs seems b have
excited yeu nightly. ma ala Too.
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