Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-11-26


 what should be done with them. Hl was q portly, good humored, ruddy checked man, but De Catinat saw with apprehension that the Franciscan friaI walked by his side as he advanced along the deck and exchanged few whispered remarks with him.
 Tt shall be seen to, good father; il shall be seen to-" said the officer i'm patiently. T am zealous servant of the holy church."
 T trust that you are, M. de Bonne. vile. With so devout governor as M. de Denonyille 1t might be an i'll thing even in this world for the ofi- cers of his household to be lax"
 The soldier glanced angrily at his companion.
 T would have you remember. fa- ther," said he, that if faith is virtue charity is no less so." Then, speaking in English, (Which is Captain SayageY'
 "Ephraim Savage of Boston,"
 And Master Amos GreenY'
 "Amos Green of New York;"
 And Master TomlinsonY'
 "John Tomlinson of Salem."
 And Master Mariners Hiram Jeffer- son, Joseph Cooper, Seek Grace Spauld- ing and Paul Cushing, all of Massachu- setts Bay"
 We are here."
 Ut is the governors orders that all whom have named shall be conveyed at once to the trading brig Hope, which is wonder ship with the white paint line. She sails within the hour for the English provinces"
 A buzz of joy broke from the cast away mariners at the prospect of being so speedily restored to their homes, and they hurried away to gather to- gether the few possessions which they had saved from the wreck. The off, cer put his list in his pocket and stepped across to where De Catinat leaned moodily against the bulwarks.
 What is to be done with us?" asked De Catinat.
 You are to be confined to the ship until she sails. which will be in a week at the furthest."
 "And then?"
 "You are to be carried home in her and handed over to the governor of Rochelle, to be sent back to Paris. Those are NJ. de Denonville's orders"
 De Bonneville left De Catinat with few blunt words of sympathy, but the friar still paced the deck, with q furtive glance at him from time to time, and two soldiers who were sta toned upon the poop passed and re- passed within a few yards of him. They had orders evidently to watch his movements. As he stood gazing his attention was drawn away by the swish of oars, and large bout full of men passed immediately underneath where he stood.
 It held the New Englanders, who were being conveyed to the ship which was to take them home. There were the four seamen huddled together, and there in the sheets were Captain Ephraim Savage and Amos Green con- versing together and pointing to the shipping. The grizzled face of the old Puritan and the bold features of the woodsman were turned more than once in his direction, but no word of fare well and no kindly wave of the hand came back to the lonely exile. He stopped his face to his arms and burst in an instant into a passion of sobs. Before he raised his eyes again the brig had hoisred her anchor and was tack ing under full canvas out of the Que bee basin. De Catinat's bunk was next to porth0ie, and 1t was his custom to keep this open. as the caboose In which the cooking was done for the crew was close to him and the air was hot and heavy. That night he found it impossi- ble to sleep, and he lay tossing under his blanket. thinking over every possi- ble means by which they might be able to get away from this cursed ship But even if they got away where could they go to then? All Canada was sealed to them. The woods to the south were full of ferocious Indians. The English settlements would. 1t was true. grant them freedom to use their own religion, but what could his wife and he do without friend. strangers among folk who spoke another tongue? Had Amos Green remained true to them. then in, deed all would have been well. But he had deserted them.
 But what was that? Above the gen. tie tapping of the river he Lad suddenly heard sharp. clear 'IIistr' Perhaps 1t was some passing boatman or In- dian. Then 1t came again-that eager, urgent summons. He sat up and stared about him. It certainly must have come from the open porthole. Some thing fell upon his chest with a little tap and. rolling off. rattled along the boards. He sprang up. caught lam tern from a hook and flashed 1t upon the floor. There was the missile which had struck hlm-a little golden brooch. As he lifted 1t up and looked closer at 1t a thrill passed through him. IL had been his own. and he had given it to Amos Green upon the second day that he had met him.
 This was a signal. then. and Amos Green had not deserted them. after all. He dressed himself. all in a tremble with excitement. and went upon dec, It was pitch dark. and he could see no one. but the sound of regular footballs somewhere in the fore part of the ship showed that the seatinels were still