The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1906-03-30
CHAPTER XIII.

I felt foolish for moment. I had
careful plans for Nine. st. Jovite. She
would have vanished utterly on our
return; so, | fancy, none would have
been the wiser But in that brief
sally l had killed the madame; she
could serve me no more. | have been
careful in my account OF this matter
to tell all just as it happened, TO put
upon il neither more nor less of ro-
mantle color than we saw. Had the
skill and license of novelist, | could
have made much of my little mystery;
but there are many now living who
remember all these things, and then,
| am soldier, and too old for new
business. So l make as much of them
as there was and no more.
In private theatricals, an evening at
the Harbor / had won applause with
the rig, wig, and dialect of my trip to
Wrentham Square. So, when | pro-
posed plan to my friend the general,
urging the peril Of a raw hand with
trust of so much importance, he had
no doubt of my ability
DOIlOWtu IL lOIlS NOdls udNlliS put
off my dress, and, when all was ready,
went with a lantern to get the ladies'.
Louise recognized me first
Grace au ciel! lie capitaine!" said
she, running to meet me.
l dropped my lantern as we came
face to face, aud have ever been glad
of that little accident, for there in the
dark my arms went around her, and
our lips met for a silent kiss full Of
history and of holy confidence. Then
she put her hand upon my face with a
gentle caressing touch, and turned her
own way.
Il am very, very glad to see you,"
said
"Dieu!" said her sister, coming near,
eve should be glad to see you, if it
were possible"
I lighted the lantern hurriedly.
"Ciel! the light becomes him." said
Louison, her grand eyes aglow.
But before there was time to answer
l had kissed her also.
Gle is a bold thing" she added,
turning sobely to the baroness.
Both a bold thing and a happy
thing" I answered. Forgive me. |
should not be so bold il were not
D well-insanely happy"
'He is only a, boy" said the baron
ess, laughing as she kissed me.
Poor little ingenu!" said Louison
patting my arm.
Louise tall and lovely and sedate
as ever, stood near me, primping her
bonnet.
Little ingenu!" she repeated, with a
faint laugh of irony as she placed the
dainty thing on her head.
We'll, what do you think of him?'
said Louison, turning to help her.
"Dieu! that he is very big and dread
full" said the other, soberly. Il should
think we had better be going"
These things move slowly on paper
but the greeting was to me painfully
short, there being of it not more thar
a minuteful, | should say. On our way
to the lights they piled me with whis
pered queries, and were in fear of more
fighting. The prisoners were now in
the coach, and our men-there were
12-stood on every side of it, theil
pixies in hand. The boats were near
and we hurried to the river by tote
way. Our schooner lay some 20 rod!
off a point. A bateau and six canoes
were waiting on the beach, and wher
we had come to the schooner unbounC
the prisoners.
"You can get ashore with thi
bateau," I said "You will find tn,
horses tied to a tree"
sWha' does thet mean?" said D'ri.
THAT we have no right to hole
Them" was my answer. "Ronley wa
in no way responsible for their com
ing"
Leaning over the side with Ian
tern. while one of our men held tn
bateau. | motioned to the coachman.