The Montgomery tribune. (Montgomery City, Mo.) 1892-1910, 1906-02-16
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WILLIAM r. 4. WILSON

CHAPTER XII.-CoNTINUED.

there was silence for a moment.
n~uchesneau, still smarting after the
defeat in the council chamber, ex-
Aiaimed with . muttered oath:
Our plans 90 wrong at every point,
despite our efforts" Then stamping
his foot angrily, Mon Dieu! the gov
crnor's power increases daily. The
success Of the expedition of La Sale
will rebound to his glory and make
him more arrogant and irsufferable
than ever"
And our fur supply cut off and the
trade destroyed" walled another.
His efforts must be frustrated" re-
sumed Duchesneau, who had suddenly
conceived a plan, "but each Of you
must do his share"
Il shall send a trusty member of the
order with La Sale who will warn
the Indians against him." the man ex-
claimed.
And l shall see that among his men
there shall be a SUFFICIENT number de-
voted to Jul interest to cause his fail
ure, perhaps instigate a mutiny at the
proper moment; he may never come
back" was the significant rejoinder
Of another conspirator.
But remember, no violence cried
the priest In alarm.
The priest, who was non other than
Laval, bishop Of Quebec, feeling that
the lateness Of the hour. the secret
meeting, and the lonely place were not
BETTING the dignity Of his position.
grew impatient and i%nterposed.
'Tt grows late" he said, land l have
. vigil to keep before sunrise. l must
be gone. Our plans are formed; let
each supply the details of his part"
and muffling up his face, he disap-
peared around the corner of the maya
zine.
Duchesneau waited until he was sure
Of the bishops departure, then NUT
tered after his retreating figure: mo
violence, Monsieur IEveQue, but If La
Sale should have trouble with the
sayages and an arrow or bullet find its
way into his carcass. we should not be
to blame"
But how will you secure NJ. Tonti?'
asked his companion. "He Is devoted
to La Sale and cannot be bought"
With gold, mo-. But what always
succeeds when money fails?"
"You mean"
"Yes, a woman
But who?"
Leave that to me; that is my af-
fair. See that you do your duty. Bon
soir! Be ready to meet me again at
any time"
so saying. the intendant took his
way homeward. A moment later the
spot was deserted.
The moon sank slowly towards her
goal; the witchery of her light envel-
oped all the earth, making it a strange,
weird world. And, as though IN keep
ing with the uncanny hour anS place.
behold a miracle! for soon after the
departure OF the last member of the
midnight council, the log lying within
two spaces of the spot where stood the
three i~ntriguers moved, stirred, arose,
and, stretching arms and cramped
legs. stole. quietly eway, muttering:
"The night time is a cloak for sinners.
Mon Dieu! many enemies, much hon
or"
Day was stealing In at the windows
Of the chateau when Tonti was aroused
by a slight touch on the forehead, and,
opening his eyes, wa for the moment
startled at the strangeness of hia
surroundings. He soon perceived
through the gray light the fig
ure OF Pompon standing beside
his bed, waiting silently until he
shoulc become thoroughly awakened.
"Pardienl mon cher Pompon, and
how did you get INF" he exclaimed.
rubbing his eyes and sitting up. Pom
pom pointed to an open window al the
other side of the room. "Ho who
sleeps catches no fish," and drawing
up q chair, seated himself beside the
bed.
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