Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1904-04-21


me, Wabana was remiss enough when
left her among the Him with you.
Now, God bless my heart, find her
how think you? With her crucifix lost,
cooking for a dirty Ojibway!s
MARY Mother" said Pierre Noir. IF
it be a matter of a woman well, God
help lis all. At least tbs 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 a party
from the far end of Superior. Come,
let us have the news 9
tTous les printemps,
Tant des nouvelles. 2
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 a 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 her
Law might as well have been one of the
corded Sulpician priests; and she to
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 a
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 a night the last of the lodges
had gone and the last canoe had Left
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 for
France. Yet before the beginning OF
November there came swiftly and
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 books
of the intendant the shipping, upon the
good bark Dauphine, of Lieutenant
Raoul de Ligny, sometime officer, of
the regiment Carignan, formerly sta
toned in New France; with him a
lady recently from Montreal, known
very well to Lieutenant de Ligny and
his family: and to be in his care en-
voyage to France; the name of said
lady illegible upon the records, the
spelling apparently not having suited
the clerk who wrote it, and then for
got it in the press of other things.
Certain of the governors household,
as well 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 for
the bark Dauphine, one of the last
ships to go down the river that fall.
Yes, it was easily to be established.
Dark, with singular, brown eyes, petite,
yet not over small, of good figure
assuredly so much could be said; for
obviously the king, kindly as he might
feel toward the colony of New France,
could not send out, among the young
women supplied to the colonists as
wives, very many such demoiselles as
this; otherwise assaredly all France
would have followed the kings ships
to the st. Lawrence.
John Law, grave and saddened
man, yet one now no longer lacking
in decision, stood alone one day at the
parapet of the great rock Of Quebec,
gazing down the broad expanse Of the
stream below. He was alone except
for little child, child too young to
know her mother, had death or dis
aster at that time removed the mother.
Law took the little one up in his
arms and gazed hard upon the up
turned face
@Catharine!a he said to himself.
| .Catharine! Catharine!"
Pardon, monsieur said a voice at
bis elbow. Surely have seen you
before this?''
Law turned. Joncaire; the ambassa
dor of peace, stood by, smiling and ex-
tending his hand.
Naturally, could never forget you, :
said Law.
Monsieur looks at the shipping,
said Joncaire, smiling. Surely he
would not be leaving New France,