The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1904-11-16

| came near klllluk lluut llV EtItVuo
wound only a brtilse, in fact 1t was
one of those fortunate accidents or
providentially ordered lnterferences
which once in awhile save life. The
stone disk worn by Alice Glanced to lie
| exactly In the missiles way, and.
while Il was not broken. the ball, al.
ready somewhat checked by passing
| through several folds of Father Beret's
| garments, nattened itself upon II with
shock which somehow struck Alice
| sensepss.
Here. again, history In the form of
! an ancient family document Ia letter
written In 1891 by Alice HERSELF gives
us the curious brace of incidents--to
wit, the breaking OF the miniature on
Beveriey's breast by British musket
ball and the stopping OF Hamilton'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 1t
could not be killed Unqucstionable
(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 hacket, Ii
did not, as some have reported. save
FitZhugh's life when the musket ball
was stopped. The ball was 50 spent
that the blow was only hard enough TO
spoil temporary (sicl the face of the
I,in tttr yht nFt n,l
stored fairly well by an artist in Paris
When 1t did actually save Fitzhugh's
life was out on the Illinois plain. The
savage Long Hair, peace to his mem
DRY, worked the miracle OF restoring to
me- Here n fold In the paper has de-
stroyed a line Of the writing
The letter IL sacred family paper.
and there is nor Justification for going
farther into its faded and. In some
parts, almost obliterated writing. But
30 much may pass into these pages IA
pleasant authorization of what 9th
erwise might be altogether too sweet
double nut for the critics teeth to
crack.
While Adrienne and Alice were still
discussing the probability OF Rene de
Ronville's return NJ. Roussillon 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 atfec-
tionate embrace and told him where to
find Nine. Roussillon. who was with
Dame Godere, probably at her house.
Nobody killed." he said. IN answer
to Alice's inquiry about the catastro-
phe at the fort Some of em hurt and
burnt little. Great bag scare about
nearly nothing. Ziff! my children, you
should have seen me quiet things. |
put out my hands this way--comme ca
-pouf. 1t was all over. The people
went home"
His gestures indicated that he had
borne back an army with open hands
Then he chucked Adriennc under the
chin with his finger and added in his
softest voice:
IL saw somebody's lover the other
day over yonder in the Indian village.
He spoke TO me about somcbody-eh,
ma petite. que voulez-vous Dire"
"Oh, Papa Roussllon. we were Just
talking about Rene" cried Alice
Have you seen him?'
II saw you. you little mink. jumping
into n mans arms right under the eyes
Of whole garrison! Ball. | could not
believe 1t was my little Alice"
He let 90 a grand guffaw which
seemed to shake the cabins walls. Al
Ice blushed cherry red Adrienne, too
bashful TO inquire about Rene, was
trembling with anxiety. The truth
was not in Gaspard Rousslllon just
then, or II it was it stayed In him, for
he had not seen Rene de Ronville. 1t
was his generous desire TO please ADD
to appear opulent OF knowledge and
sympathy that made him speak. He
knew what would please Adrienne, so
why not give her at least delicious
foretaste? Surely, when thing was
so cheap one need not be so parslmoni.
GUS as TO withhold a mere anticipation
He was of before the girls could press
him into details, for indeed he had
| none.
There, now. what did | tell your
'ii'u ahii'N " h'h lll' plk man us gone.
II told you Rene would come They
| always come back"
Father Beret came in little later.
| As soon as he saw Alice he frowned
and began 10 shake his head but she
only laughed and, initiating his hypo-
critical scowl. yet fringing 1t with n
twinkle Of merry lines and dimples,
pointed taper finger Mt him and ex-
claimed:
You bad, bad man, Why did you
pretend 10 me that Lieutenant Bever.
ley was deadf What sinister ecclesias-
teal motive prompted you to describe
how Long Hair scalped him? All, ia.
ther"-
The priest laid broad hand over her
saucy mouth.
Something or other seems to have
excited you nightly, ma file. You
are a Eife impulsively inclined today"
Eat ha